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 steamed frozen pig knuckles was unappreciated by the plebes in your tiny hometown of Mudhole, so you became a professional Thief instead.

You rode into the city of Crunkleton, and met a shadowy stranger in a hooded cloak who was sitting in the corner of the local bar. He told you about the legendary Sapphire Duck of Hunterbury Grove, which is rumored to be hidden in an ancient pyramid near the village of Frog, and promised you a hefty fee if you could bring it to him. Figuring he wouldn't offer you the quest if it weren't level-appropriate, you readily agreed.

You were kickin' ass and chewin' bubblegum but then you wandered into a room totally full of dark elves, plus a bulette, which is weird because you would have figured they'd have killed each other. They made a pretty good attempt at killing you, though.

Nevertheless, you fought your way through evil overlord's pyramid, dispatching kobolds left and right, and finally arrived at the throne room of the Dark Wizard Frazool. After a long and dramatic battle, you plunged your Greyhawk Army knife into his arse. The entire dungeon unexpectedly began to collapse as soon as the evil douchenugget was dead, but you managed to escape with your life, and claimed your reward from the grateful people of Stoatsford.

Loot:endless flagon of zombie barley wine
invisible 10' pole of lizardman slaying
lordly coffee grinder of polyamory

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