| Life was hard as a young man growing up in the city of Ov'reezy, and it became even harder when you had your heart stolen by a skeletal, quarter-witted village idiot. You became a Thief, in order to steal it back (with interest). As you wandered the back alleys of Cabbagetown (and let's face it, most of that place is back alleys), a hand covered your mouth while a blade pushed gently at your ribs. You let yourself be dragged into a pitch-dark abandoned granary. A sultry female voice introduced herself as Buff Dark stein. She asked you to undertake a quest to recover the Lord of Goldthwaitia's lost sugar glider, Mr. Cutesworth. Reasoning it was the best quest you'd get until you leveled up a bit, you agreed to help. You were kickin' ass and chewin' bubblegum until you got attacked by more dire dwarves than you could handle. You were lucky to get out of there with your elbow intact! But, unwilling to let that keep you from glory, you gritted your teeth and wielded your shiv, and cut your way through the hordes of desperados that stood between you and your goal. At last you found the lair of Fire Sorcerer Grunwold, who quite unexpectedly turned out to be your long-lost stepsister, but you killed the rat anyway. And thus was the land freed from tyranny, and you earned yourself a fat reward!
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