| Life was hard as an orphan on the streets of Mudhole, without a son or mother to teach you right from wrong. On the other hand, you wouldn't have grown up to be such a talented Thief otherwise. As luck would have it, as you were passing through the land of Waltermatthau, you stopped at the inn in the quiet hamlet of Klatch, and heard the local village idiot talking about the ancient sewer that the town had (perhaps ill-advisedly) been built next to, and the fantastic Gold Idol of Baaaal that was purported to be hidden there. Without bothering to ask why nobody had managed to recover it already, you set out on your very first quest. You had a good handle on it until you had to actually go in the dungeon. That was when you fell in a meat grinder, got attacked by orphans, and got your groin bitten off by a rakshasa. But, you put on your brave face, and made your way through the caverns and caves to where the Evil King Grindover held court over his horde of quarter-witted accountants, and with uncountable swings of your bastard sword (and a few well-placed attacks of opportunity), you finally slew the horrible twat and rode back to town to claim your glory (and reward).
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