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Taela the Beautiful 4

level 116

Bite my shiny metal ass!

Age 12 years 1 month
Personality neutral
Guild no guild
Monsters Killed about 673 thousand
Death Count 233
Wins / Losses 53 / 59
Temple Completed at 05/20/2013
Ark Completed at 09/08/2016 (401.0%)
Pairs Gathered at 12/03/2018
Words in Book 70.2%
Savings 21M, 768k (72.6%)
Pet Stag of holding Timon 2nd level
Boss Bagstabber with 50% of power

Equipment

Weapon dead poets club +126
Shield other cheek +125
Head situational blinders +126
Body slate mail armour +126
Arms oktoberfists +126
Legs habit kickers +128
Talisman silver lining +126

Skills

  • falcon punch level 133
  • flying bird level 129
  • steel finger level 128
  • pseudopod attack level 119
  • instant hairloss level 119
  • foot massage level 118
  • chakra bending level 117
  • rays of love level 110
  • explosive character level 104
  • toe-bite level 102

Pantheons

Gratitude682
Might2388
Templehood7086
Gladiatorship14230

Achievements

  • Honored Favorite
  • Animalist, 1st rank
  • Builder, 1st rank
  • Careerist, 1st rank
  • Martyr, 1st rank
  • Renegade, 1st rank
  • Savior, 1st rank
  • Shipwright, 1st rank
  • Champion, 2nd rank
  • Freelancer, 2nd rank
  • Hunter, 2nd rank
  • Moneybag, 2nd rank
  • Saint, 2nd rank
  • Scribbler, 2nd rank
  • Scientist, 3rd rank

Hero's Chronicles

I, Ronners, will now begin to tell you of my worshipper, the hero Taela the Beautiful. I watched when she was born, middle daughter to a poor farmer and his wife. Her 3 older siblings and younger sister were typical peasant stock, like their parents. She was different. While only a few hours old, I could tell she’d stun the hearts of most men when she grew up, so I graced her with excellent strength and dexterity, as well as a large liver to handle copious amounts of beer.

When she was 14, before her father could think of marrying her off to a local lad, I appeared to her in a dream, telling her that she was my choice for a hero, that she needed to worship me, and to travel the roads of the world in order to bring glory to my name and increase her reputation.

Taela left her home soon after, journeying to a lonely monastery to train with monks and learn how to fight the many different monsters and villains of the world. Several years later, now tall, tanned, long limbed, and lithe, she set out from there to walk the path of glory in my name.