| Life was hard as an orphan on the streets of Frog, without a brother or wife to teach you right from wrong. On the other hand, you wouldn't have grown up to be such a talented Thief otherwise. You headed off into the wild wilderness of Shuntington in search of adventure, and upon your arrival at the great city of Glameroth you heard a town crier shouting about how the the Lord of Febreezia's squat cousin had been kidnapped by jerks, and the massive reward for their rescue. Not wanting to get in the way of the plot railroad, you set out on your new quest. Everything was going great until you had to actually go in the dungeon. That was when you fell in a swinging razor-sharp pendulum, got attacked by thieves, and got your leg bitten off by a horse. But all that drama couldn't stop you. You'd never given up on anything, not even your childhood quest to brush all the sugar glider in your hometown of Whacking. So you kept going, right into the convenience store of the evil Sorcerer Diabolico. Fortunately for you, he was out for lunch at the time, so you could grab some loot and get out before you got your arse handed to you.
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