| You grew up on the skimpy streets of the great Gold City, where contrary to popular belief, the streets are mainly paved with horse dung. Well, at least in your neighborhood. Small wonder you grew up to be a professional Thief. As luck would have it, as you were passing through the land of Flabbernathy, you stopped at the inn in the quiet hamlet of Pig-in-a-Poke, and heard the local bard talking about the ancient crypt that the town had (perhaps ill-advisedly) been built next to, and the fantastic Topaz Idol of Breakkitten 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 weren't having any problems but you soon were confounded by a fiendish sliding-block puzzle, and by the time you figured out to solve it, you were upset as an underfed banana slug. But, unwilling to let that keep you from glory, you gritted your teeth and wielded your footaxe, and cut your way through the hordes of thieves that stood between you and your goal. At last you found the lair of Blood Lawyer Goldthwait, who quite unexpectedly turned out to be your long-lost roommate, but you killed the dork anyway. And thus was the land freed from tyranny, and you earned yourself a fat reward!
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