| As a baby you were stolen from your parents by a band of jocks 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. One fateful day, you were strolling through the quiet village of Pittsburgh when you met the town midwife. That worthy begged you to try and rescue the Lord of Waxtoff's squat daughter, who had been kidnapped by desperados. Having little to do except save the world from an evil sorcerer or whatever, you took the quest. At first it was a real breeze, until you dropped your staff in a beartrap and couldn't get it back out. Wouldn't you know it, that was when the dark elves 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 gnolls, you made your way to the lair of Evil Sorcerer Blackfist and the object of your quest. You thought he nearly had you when he summoned a foul rakshasa to his aid, but you put paid to the beast with your 10' pole and knocked the villain screaming into a iron maiden with a well-placed kick to the groin. At last, the treasure was yours!
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