Hero

Gravatar

Switchblade

level 66

On my hundred lovely legs

Age 2 years
Personality spiteful
Guild Bumpkin Coalition
(chief master)
Monsters Killed about 143 thousand
Death Count 64
Wins / Losses 10 / 2
Temple Completed at 08/31/2016
Wood for Ark 66.8%
Savings 3M, 303k (11.0%)
Pet Grounded hog Scratchy 22nd level

Equipment

Weapon cutting-edge weapon +75
Shield impermeable membrane +75
Head helm of despair +75
Body loincloth of revelation +75
Arms palm oil +76
Legs spiked-wheel roller blades +75
Talisman solar wind chimes +75

Skills

  • contagious yawning level 45
  • concrete placer level 42
  • sword-swallowing level 41
  • intimate tickling level 39
  • sober view level 38
  • steel finger level 36
  • powerful sneeze level 31
  • navel clamp level 31
  • menacing glance level 27
  • Cheshire smile level 26

Pantheons

Might10617
Templehood20174
Mastery4821
Taming3046
Survival1155
Savings4849
Destruction1110
Arkeology5266
Unity583
Popularity343
Duelery77
Adventure299

Achievements

  • Animalist, 1st rank
  • Builder, 1st rank
  • Favorite, 1st rank
  • Fiend, 2nd rank
  • Martyr, 2nd rank
  • Renegade, 2nd rank
  • Shipwright, 2nd rank
  • Careerist, 3rd rank
  • Champion, 3rd rank
  • Hunter, 3rd rank
  • Moneybag, 3rd rank

Hero's Chronicles

On my hundred, metal legs, I click and I clack over all in my way. Searching, sampling, crawling, and eating all day. I don’t bother anyone, I just stay alone, for I am heading for a destination, yet where it is, completely unknown.

I saved a man along the way, he was bleeding, gasping, and crying; he spoke of another, much more important than him. Some other creature he loved, but I saw not a soul in sight, except for this man, who laid struggling and dying.

So I used my hundred legs, clacking and crawling, I went up his skin. Into his body, I welcomed myself, around his very bones, his spine, I wrapped my grasping limbs.

Now we both travel, we know not where. He becomes more silent, and I continue eating. But we depend on each other, our minds and our weak bodies we harmoniously share. Though sometimes desolate, in our unknown yearnings, for somewhere we know not where, at least we have each other, and the going has been fair.