As a baby you were stolen from your parents by a band of gangsters and raised in a dark and wild forest. They regarded you as one of their own, but the time came for you to make your own name as a professional Thief.

You rode into the city of Fandanzia, and met a shadowy stranger in a hooded cloak who was sitting in the corner of the local bar. He told you about the legendary Azure Monkey of Lurkmoor, which is rumored to be hidden in an ancient necropolis near the village of Dogspittle, and promised you a hefty fee if you could bring it to him. Figuring he wouldn't offer you the quest if it weren't level-appropriate, you readily agreed.

There was no drama in the LBC at first, but you didn't expect to have to bareknuckle-fight all those bullywugs. That mimic picked the total worst time to eat your nunchuks.

But all that drama couldn't stop you. You'd never given up on anything, not even your childhood quest to depilitate all the cat in your hometown of Phlegm. So you kept going, right into the owlry of the evil King Demonhammer. Fortunately for you, he was out for lunch at the time, so you could grab some loot and get out before you got your ankle handed to you.

Loot:dire dwarf-flavored key of fireballs
endless flagon of thief mead
brass knuckles of mediocrity

Another!