| As a baby you were stolen from your parents by a band of thieves and raised in a dark and wild quarry. They regarded you as one of their own, but the time came for you to make your own name as a professional Thief. As luck would have it, you found yourself wandering through the sleepy village of Stubborn Mule just as the village people (you know, the construction worker, the cop, the Indian) were beset by the evil Warrior Arc'klor, who had poisoned the town's budgie population. Against your better judgment (and with the hope of fat loot to come), you agreed to try and bring the villain to justice. You had a good handle on it but you soon were confounded by a fiendish mine crafting puzzle, and by the time you figured out to solve it, you were infuriated as an underfed rat. But, unwilling to let that keep you from glory, you gritted your teeth and wielded your battleaxe, and cut your way through the hordes of skeletons that stood between you and your goal. At last you found the lair of Death Warlock Venomferret, who quite unexpectedly turned out to be your long-lost uncle, but you killed the asshat anyway. And thus was the land freed from tyranny, and you earned yourself a fat reward!
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