| 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 whipped processed cheese spread was unappreciated by the plebes in your tiny hometown of Sto Lat, so you became a professional Thief instead. As luck would have it, as you were passing through the land of Burblegroat, you stopped at the inn in the quiet hamlet of Piehole, and heard the local "seamstress" talking about the ancient crypt that the town had (perhaps ill-advisedly) been built next to, and the fantastic Topaz Idol of Dave 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 had a good handle on it but you soon were confounded by a fiendish statue-pushing puzzle, and by the time you figured out to solve it, you were agitated as an underfed hamster. However, you knew you'd never be a mighty adventurer if you let a little setback like that stop you, and damned if you were going to end up a cook in some crummy backwater like Cowpat or Pittsburgh. So you pressed onward until you discovered the lair of the Dragon Troll Diabolicus, and after a long and dramatic battle you successfully put an end to his evil ways. And then you looted the hell out of his hideout.
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