Blifrath [6]  | |
| | |  | | Write a message | Character went offline at 12:38, 2011-11-13 | | » Combat level: 6 (183,817) +6,183
» Troops ready: 100%
» Mana: 50 / 50
» Location: Empire Capital
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Combat log [>>]
Game log [>>] | Roulette bets total: 7,186
Roulette winnings total: 5,596
| Combats fought: | 682 | | Victories: | 521 | | Defeats: | 161 |
| | Games played: | 61 | | | Victories: | 35 | |  | 456 |
| | Defeats: | 26 | | | 80 |
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| Resources | Skills | Talents | Meteorite shard: 3
Toadstool: 5
Magic powder: 1
Nickel: 1
| Knight: 0 (0.00) +20.0
Necromancer: 5 (313.47) +186.5
Wizard: 0 (0.00) +20.0
Elf: 0 (0.00) +20.0
Barbarian: 0 (2.93) +17.1
Dark elf: 0 (0.00) +20.0
Demon: 0 (0.00) +20.0
Dwarf: 0 (0.00) +20.0
Tribal: 0 (0.00) +20.0
Pharaoh: 0 (0.00) +20.0
Hunters' guild: 3 (349.36) +50.6
Laborers' guild: 3 (441) +279
Gamblers' guild: 2 (35) +25
Thieves' guild: 0 (0)
Rangers' guild: 0 (0)
Mercenaries' guild: 0 (37) +13
Commanders' guild: 0 (0.00)
Watchers' guild: 0 (0.0)
Adventurers' guild: 0 (0) +1600
Leaders' Guild: 0 (0) +80.0
Smiths' guild: 0 (9.65) +20.4 Enchanters' guild: 0 (0) +104 ( +) | |
| Personal info |  A skeletal figure stands before you while towering over mortal men, as it stood no less then seven feet tall. Its garb was that of loosely hang outer robe, dark blue on the out side and cherry red on the reveres with golden rimes, below it was a decorative midnight robe. looking to its face you see what little of its head that was left uncovered by a silken mask and its hood, the right eye, that held a neon green glow, some of the same cheek and most of the forehead along with many coal black hairs. Its right hand was obscured from view under its robes and the left was covered in a white glove and of imposable thin dimensions, failing to properly fill the girth of the cloth. and in its left hand was a tall staff with an impressivly large and brilliant emerald head; the emeralds cut was off, what could have been a thing of beauty was made misshaped and curly sharp.
Finaly noticing your existence the thing cackled with a hallow voice as if something very insignificant came to sight and it was trying to look threatening. it shifted the staff to its right hand; the right hand hade brown leathery skin and only two thick fingers along with its thumb. with its freed left hand it first pulled down its hood, showing many pitch black hairs, and the the mask of crimson silk reached over its left eye socket and much of the side of its head. it then pulled down the mask, that shrunk as if becoming only a collar. unveiled was its full, nigh fleshless, face, of interest was its wickedly mutated jaw, corrupted from decades of leaning on unsacred power and dark covenants
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On a realy not I must say this, the blessed word!
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TWINKIES!
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