09:11: Wrote some poetic verses about my journey. They were too good to keep for myself, so I performed them in front of an adoring audience of peasants. They said I have talent.
15:53: I looked into the kind eyes of the vanquished monster and suddenly decided — Sun Dog, you’ll be my pet! And I’ll call you Rex. Bandaged his wounds, gave him a treat and fastened the leash.
10:02: I suddenly remembered that I carry a weapon, and struck the Sewer Gator with it as hard as I could.
08:33: Exalted One, I am brave and strong, but not very smart. Save me from my own stupidity! Please accept 21 coins as my offering.
06:56: Grant me the power of immortality, Soul Supreme, so that I may do stupid things, and not have to consider death as one of the consequences!
22:32: Suddenly felt like I had to examine the mystery box. Shook it, rubbed it, but nothing happened. Annoyed, tried to break it with a golden brick… Now I have neither.
11:52: Suddenly felt like I had to make use of the continuum transfunctioner. Shook it as hard as I could and out came a new, shiny golden brick!
Name Rex «Superb» Class sun dog Level 21 Age about 4 months Status Dead
07:10: The Godvilla raised its hand for a deadly final strike against me, when Rex suddenly threw himself under its feet. The monster stumbled and fell dead on the ground, its neck broken. Rex quietly heaved his last breath under the weight of the monster’s carcass. Oh, my Lady, why? He was so young…
19:12: Lost the last hope of resurrecting my pet. Good bye, Rex, I’ll promise to find a new best friend in your memory!
10:11: I looked into the kind eyes of the vanquished monster and suddenly decided — Bipolar Bear, you’ll be my pet! And I’ll call you Dogmeat. Bandaged his wounds, gave him a treat and fastened the leash.
10:42: Saw a heroine unsuccessfully begging a monster to spare her life. Shame. A real heroine knows the secret is to grovel on her knees. Amateurs.
18:52: A hero told me that training with pets was difficult. He was wrong. My Dogmeat had me trained within two days.
10:55: My Goddess, your kindness creeps me out. Stop it.
Jannys - 47th-level adventurer, member of the “Slaves to Armok” guild, with the motto “For Armok!”, stands at the 144th position in the pantheon of gladiatorship under the vigilant supervision of the goddess Yvo. Distinctive features: a reckless disregard for danger, and an incredibly high pain threshold caused by repeated exposure to blunt objects.
10:16: Wait, is a hero bound by a contract? Or did I 'volunteer'?