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Masselin

level 102

Blood Moon Marauder ☾

Age 13 years 5 months
Personality neutral
Guild no guild
Monsters Killed about 426 thousand
Death Count 153
Wins / Losses 422 / 93
Temple Completed at 07/06/2011
Ark Completed at 07/11/2015 (160.4%)
Twos of Every Kind 317m, 265f (26.5%)
Savings 11M, 907k (39.7%)
Pet Battlesheep Oy 33rd level

Equipment

Weapon axe of despotism +116
Shield side of a barn +116
Head emergency contact lenses +116
Body anti-trust suit +116
Arms going-going gauntlets +115
Legs spurs of the moment +116
Talisman dragon's wisdom tooth +116

Skills

  • somersault squatting level 115
  • glance of Kaa level 109
  • Geometric laughter level 108
  • epitaph writing level 103
  • thumb blowing level 96
  • disarming smile level 94
  • navel clamp level 90
  • win on points level 90
  • unbearable boredom level 85
  • selfish interest level 46

Pantheons

Might5317
Templehood46
Gladiatorship210

Achievements

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

Hero's Chronicles

Having lost his home world of Masseland, Masselin is very protective of Godville, and especially of his family and friends. This same loss, combined with the pressure of using his powers responsibly, has caused Masselin to feel lonely in Godville, despite his many friends, his wife and his parents. Previous encounters with heroes he thought to be fellow Masselandians, have led to disappointment.

Masselin was always keen on going the arena and fight some local heroes. Mostly to get rid of his build up aggression. However, Masselin wasn’t very successful at the arena, he usually got his hump kicked quite badly. It somehow seemed like the other heroes got inspiration from something divine, or perhaps.. something demonic.

Then one day, in the middle of a tough fight at the arena, something in the clouds roared: “Heal”. Following the overheard hint from above, Masselin quickly swallowed some healing herbs. And shortly thereafter, Masselin raised his hands to the sky and murmured something unintelligible. The opponent immediately felt the wrath of the heavens rain down on him. Masselin was amazed by, what he thought was something divine, and cheered at the heavens. But suddenly, awkwardly bouncing from the enemy’s attack, Masselin caught a lightning bolt intended for his rival. At that moment Masselin realized this was something very powerful he had stumbled upon and it required to be treated with both humbleness and respect. Masselin solemnly stated: “I shalt have no other gods before You – in Your presence, beside, or except You.”

From that day on Masselin obeyed his god unconditionally (well.. ok). The god’s name is Masse.

And by the way, since English isn’t Masse’s native language, he usually commands Masselin in the most peculiar ways. Masselin’s favorite command is: “Kirra hit ett par kalla, så fixar jag brudarna och musiken”. He knows when it’s party time.