Heroine

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FoxFace 14

level 38

Enim meus dea!!

Age 12 years 7 months
Personality neutral
Guild no guild
Monsters Killed about 30 thousand
Death Count 15
Wins / Losses 14 / 9
Bricks for Temple 37.2%
Pet Trojan horse Pumba 9th level

Equipment

Weapon folding chair +47
Shield sound barrier +46
Head holy halo +44
Body full metal jacket +47
Arms scorpion pincers +46
Legs solar flares +46
Talisman dice of doom +47

Skills

  • falcon punch level 18
  • swear-o-matic level 14
  • rickrolling level 12
  • stifling embrace level 11
  • electrostatic discharge level 11
  • golden vein level 10
  • cry of horror level 10
  • lion belch level 4

Pantheons

Hero has yet to take places in pantheons.

Achievements

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

Hero's Chronicles

A hero is born

‘Where am I? Who am I? What is this light?’

The heroine’s thoughts are jumbled. She finally opens her eyes and she’s immediately blinded by the bright light in front of her. Is this the first time she’s opened her eyes? For her, it feels as though it is.

She blinks, trying to adjust her eyes to the blinding light. “Hello?” She calls out, hoping that someone would respond.

FoxFace. I am your goddess, Refrex. Go forth and do deeds worthy of my name.” A voice like silk fills her ears. FoxFace? Is that her name? And, Refrex, her goddess? She is just so confused.

She blinks again, trying to catch a glimpse of the woman that spoke to her. Instead, she finds herself surrounded by hooded figures, with one holding out his hand for her. Reluctantly, she grabs it and the man helps her stand up. She’s wobbly on her feet like a toddler. As she stands up, the others begin to disperse.

“Young heroine.” The one that helped her stand said in a shaky voice. “Your path awaits you. There is greatness in your future.”

“Who are you?” FoxFace asks. “I am a priest here. This is the temple of GodVille.” The man answers.

“GodVille, huh? Priest, someone spoke to me. A woman who claims to be my goddess. She calls herself Refrex.” The man nods in understanding.

“Your goddess will guide you on your journey. You must do great deeds in her honor. Pray to her and praise her. Fight for her and you will be rewarded.”

FoxFace nods. “I undetstand.” She raises her fist to the air and shouts, “For Refrex!!”

“SHHHH!! You are in a temple.” The man chastises and FoxFace bows her head in embarassment. The man then takes out a leather book from his robe and hands it to the heroine. “This is a diary. You will need it on your journey.” FoxFace takes it with a bow and immediately writes the event that just took place.

Once finished, she walked out the temple and gazed down the world awaiting her arrival. There are monsters, challenges and temptations. The path laid before her is rugged and tough but she must endure and fight on.

For glory.

For gold.

For Refrex!