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Arolyn

level 40

Cheesecake

Age 8 years 4 months
Personality neutral
Guild no guild
Monsters Killed about 32 thousand
Death Count 18
Wins / Losses 207 / 79
Temple Completed at 04/11/2016
Wood for Ark 2.6%
Savings 156 thousand (0.5%)
Pet Ballpoint penguin Sooba 20th level

Equipment

Weapon mallet of understanding +49
Shield pop up blocker +49
Head ice pack +49
Body snail mail +49
Arms signed plaster cast +49
Legs solar flares +49
Talisman Talisman of Complete Uselessness +49

Skills

  • seasickness level 20
  • somersault squatting level 19
  • foot massage level 17
  • intimate tickling level 15
  • cri de coeur level 14
  • strike of the rabbit level 13
  • electro-broom level 12
  • explosive character level 12
  • drunken rampage level 6

Pantheons

Templehood15868
Gladiatorship966

Achievements

  • Builder, 1st rank
  • Favorite, 1st rank
  • Animalist, 2nd rank
  • Champion, 2nd rank
  • Invincible, 2nd rank
  • Saint, 2nd rank
  • Careerist, 3rd rank
  • Dueler, 3rd rank
  • Fiend, 3rd rank
  • Hunter, 3rd rank
  • Martyr, 3rd rank
  • Renegade, 3rd rank

Hero's Chronicles

Welcome to My Chronicles. Please read, enjoy and rate :)

I am Arolyn. I was born on the 2006th day of Godville-Era. Or said correctly:
That was the day, my God Sazarilion gave me to this world.
I came to this world at the age of 25 years without many memories of where or how I spent these years. In this world though, it seems like I dont really age.
Instead, I seem to be collecting experience. Which can only be done by slaying large amounts of the cratures, or monsters as they are commonly called, who are crowding this Planet, and by completing some weird to impossible quests.
The latter also involves slaying monsters.

I have developped kind of a theory about this World. Wanna hear it?
Ok, so please, have a seat and listen.
So what i think is, that I am here in this World for a purpose. When I was born here, first thing I could think of is finding gold, in the form of pure golden Bricks.
From what I call my “personal assistant” I know that I am supposed to build a Temple. My “God” (as he likes to call himself) says that is for him, and for worshipping him. But aktually, even though i do make use of what I have built so far, i have noticed, that my connetion to that controllless controller grows and expands with every Brick that I add to this “Temple”
So from what I experience it is more like a broadcaster, and works, sometimes even in both direktions.
Everything in this surrounding is somehow following some rule. Some parts of this world look or appear designed.. as if somebody had created and programmed it for us. Us is me and other heroes.
Yah, there ARE others, but thats not important.
I think that I have discovered the truth: I am not real. Well, I think, therefore I am, but not here! I merely am a projection of my thoughts in some other world. And the reason for me to be here is to research and examine the omnipresent final Mystery Tm.

But finally, this explains to me why I never get buried, but revived after being dead but conscious at the same time!
Plus, why this “God” has no real Power over me: He is me, in the other World. Is trying to manipulate me to finally get his hands on the Mystery Tm. Thats IT!

One thing my divine stalker just doesnt get: I am Trying to explore these Lands and want to understand how it works. Well, thats just not possible if I am constantly sent to this arena thing which locates in our glorious capital. The furthest i have ever reached is the 748th Milestone where I could already see the village of Lostway. Behind that I dont know anything. Thanks Almighty

(C)Arolyn