| Lacking the patience to be a Mage and the brawn to be a Fighter, you decided to be the next best thing: a professional chef. Sadly, your recipe for roasted baked french fries was unappreciated by the plebes in your tiny hometown of Dumpington, so you became a professional Thief instead. Your life changed one day, changed irrevocably -- and perhaps not for the better -- when you were wandering down the quaint bucolic dusty paths of the tiny farming village of Phlegm. There, you met a knight's homely cousin, who gave you broad hints as to the last known location of the long-lost Topaz Dog. Recognizing the street value of such a rare treasure, you set off to find it. You were rocking the house until you dropped your 10' pole in a cheese-grater and couldn't get it back out. Wouldn't you know it, that was when the gnolls showed up. You holed up in a small storeroom with a lockable door, and spent several weeks resting until your hitpoints were back to full. Then, keeping a careful eye out for skeletons, you made your way to the lair of Fire Troll Krampus and the object of your quest. You thought he nearly had you when he summoned a foul horse to his aid, but you put paid to the beast with your sword and knocked the villain screaming into a beartrap with a well-placed kick to the ankle. At last, the treasure was yours!
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