Posted by [deleted]Jerprata on June 29, 2000 at 17:40:29:
****heres my skills, sorry about killing you Level 20: warcry 80% parting blow 74% You are Jerprata the Baron of Hurricanes, level 34, 108 years old (117 hours). [ Felar ] (PK) Spirago the Master of Kansetsuwaza my role, I took a long time to think of this Your role is: hut I tried to listen closely to what they were talking. I rarely north, to ask for directions to head out of the underdark. The drows
at the end aniedra, just got pissed, as you can see I put a LOT of work into this char only to get kicked out for a stupid reason.
just got drum, thats why its not 100 : P.
Level 1: axe 100% dagger 100%
flail 100% mace 100%
polearm 100% spear 100%
sword 100% staff 100%
whip 100% enhanced damage 100%
hand to hand 100% parry 100%
rescue 71% recall 100%
shield block 1%
Level 3: dirt kicking 100%
Level 5: second attack 100%
Level 6: fast healing 95%
Level 8: kick 1%
Level 10: disarm 85% feint 1%
Level 12: third attack 100% dual wield 100%
Level 13: dodge 100%
Level 14: haggle 76%
Level 15: bash 100% trip 100%
shield cleave 1% pugil 1%
meditation 88%
Level 16: charge 1%
Level 18: berserk 100% lash 1%
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backhand 94% pen 1%
Level 21: lore 75% retreat 63%
Level 23: offhand disarm 63% deflect shield 69%
Level 25: drive 69%
Level 26: cranial 100%
Level 28: boneshatter 100%
Level 30: fourth attack 71% dent 69%
dash 69%
Level 33: drum 69%
You are mature.
Race: duergar Sex: male Class: warrior Hometown: New Thalos
You are at 100% hit, 93% mana, 97% movement.
You have 18 practices, 0 training sessions and 0 weapon specializations.
You are carrying 23/34 items.
Your items weigh 207 pounds and 0 ounces (maximum of 485 pounds).
Str: 23(23) Int: 16(15) Wis: 18(18) Dex: 21(21) Con: 22(22) Chr: 9(7)
You have scored 249187 exp, and have 14303 gold coins.
You need 8413 exp to level.
Wimpy set to 150 hit points.
You are standing.
Armor: pierce: -60 bash: -74 slash: -70 magic: -11
You are heavily armored against piercing.
You are superbly armored against bashing.
You are superbly armored against slashing.
You are well-armored against magic.
Hitroll: 18 Damroll: 38.
You are specialized in mace.
You are evil. You have a chaotic ethos.
You have chosen the sphere of Combat.
You are affected by:
Skill: 'berserk' modifies armor class by 17 for 3 hours.
Skill: 'berserk' modifies damage roll by 6 for 3 hours.
Skill: 'berserk' modifies hit roll by 6 for 3 hours.
Skill: 'warcry' modifies hit roll by 4 for 15 hours.
Skill: 'warcry' modifies save vs spell by -8 for 15 hours.
Song: 'beautify' modifies charisma by 1 for 3 hours.
Song: 'shield of words' modifies armor class by -10 for 24 hours.
[ Svirf ] (PK) Tienat the Overlord
[ Arial ] (PK) Bahal the Master of the Elements
* Duerg * (PK) Jerprata the Baron of Hurricanes
[ Arial ] (PK) Taistianna the Songsmith
[ Felar ] (PK) Bluu the Taiotoshi
[ Human ] (PK) Adoebrian the Student of Beguilement
[ Storm ] (PK) Xavaskuda the Lady of the Cross
[ Duerg ] (PK) Silcae the Crime Mistress, Imperial Soldier
[ Arial ] (PK) Semic the Uki Goshi
[ Arial ] (PK) Leirya the Uki Goshi
[ H-Elf ] (PK) Trefiso the Master of Alchemy
[ Human ] (PK) Pafvor the Templar
[ W-Elf ] (PK) Thalen the Father of the Winds, Initiate of the Great Wild Beast
[ H-Elf ] (PK) Rhuin the Shadow
[ Felar ] (PK) Zendji the Mokuroku, Imperial Soldier
[ Elf ] (PK) Aniedra the Dragon Slayer, Leader of Battle
I was trying to make a serious char but got fucked over by the imms, oh well, thats fucking life
Added Wed Jun 7 16:08:10 2000 at level 13:
When I was but a small child I lived in an encampment far
to the south of the drow city. From above I heard sounds
of dank dripping and comforting scrabblings and scratchings
and the odd roar of a dragon. Our village was filled with
warriors who trained regularly in the arts of combat. Our
greatest leaders spoke of the tablet hidden in one of
the huts. This huts location was known only to the warriors
who achieved mastery in there skills. And even then, they
were only allowed short visits for viewing it. I was hoping
to one day be able to have a viewing of the tablet and become
known as one of the great warriors of the clan. I underwent
many years of training and when I was ready to have my final
battle to decide if I would be able to view that knowledge
on the tablet. I didnt care much of the knowledge, I just
hoped it would make me a better fighter. The day of the fight
a horde of creatures invaded my camp. They slaughtered all of the
greatest warriors but I hid in the secret hut. I listened to what
they spoke of and they uttered strange words I did not understand.
But when the words were uttered wierd things happened like
lightning bolts shooting from their fingertips. This scared me
and I decided to find out more about it. While I hid in the secret
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understood the words coming off there tongue. While they searched
the hut one of them dropped a small scroll, which I quickly picked
up and placed in my pocket. They then took the tablet and uttered
words which made them disappear.
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When I read the scroll it said:
You have been put on a mission to retrieve the tablet
from the encampments south of the drow city. It is very
dangerous to travel there alone so take as many men as you can,
and make sure they are all very well taught in the arts of the five
magics for only true mages can handle the tablet. The location of
the hut it lies in is unknown but uttering the words I taught you
will reveal its location. Once retrieved, come home and I will try
to unlock its power. If I am able to we will all grow in power and
be able to defeat the village.
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All this learning was hard on my brain so I decided to rest
for a few days before venturing out. It took me 4 months to put
sense into all the information and I realized the words they uttered
were of magic. Upon trying to venture out of the underdark I headed
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captured me as a slave. I was used as nothing more than a pack
animal, and on one of there raids on Darsylon I managed to slip
away by feigning my death. I later found the city of Galadon, it
took many months of travelling through the vail and south through
the mountains. It smelled awful and it took me days to get used to
all the wierd people around me. When I first arrived I wasnt thinking
much of anything but to find out about 'magic' and the 'village'. I was
asking around Galadon for many days to seek help. Many mages came
running to metrying to manipulate me into one of there own. They wanted
me to teach them of my skills in only months, I told them how it took years
of dedication and hard work, but they ignored that. I than started ignoring
most of them and later learned the mage who ordered the others to retrieve
the tablet was killed trying to draw the power forth from it, and the tablet
was destroyed. Than one day a villager spoke to me, he was hidden and I
didnt bother much to find out his name, the things he told me were rather
insightful. I realized why he had a war with magic and knew why the village
had a war with magic. And decided to put my skills to good use, to rid
Thera of the blight which is magic. Magic should not rest in the hands of
mortals, as it is stolen from the creative power of the gods. The full balance
is unbeknown to almost all mortals and dabbling can only cause more harm
than good and the power must always lie in the hands of the Gods.