Hero

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Funtom

level 80

丯one hell of a potato丯🐥

Age 8 years 3 months
Personality neutral
Guild Burn Unit
(master)
Monsters Killed about 217 thousand
Death Count 109
Wins / Losses 21 / 22
Temple Completed at 10/14/2016
Ark Completed at 04/22/2018 (153.2%)
Twos of Every Kind 279m, 201f (20.1%)
Savings 7M, 146k (23.8%)
Pet Philosoraptor Chewy 12th level

Equipment

Weapon shard of death metal +88
Shield emotional wall +91
Head two-way mirror shades +88
Body sacrificial vestment +89
Arms holy water wings +91
Legs system reboots +89
Talisman green card +88

Skills

  • inept singing level 63
  • street magic level 60
  • chakra bending level 59
  • iron vortex level 53
  • awkward silence level 52
  • scissorhands level 51
  • bloody itch level 51
  • mega-bite level 49
  • brain dilution level 45
  • somersault squatting level 43

Pantheons

Might12496
Templehood20779
Unity338
Popularity80
Duelery103

Achievements

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

Hero's Chronicles

Hi there, I’m just an average hero.
That was the first sentence he said after he woke up right next to a jar of pickles. He didn’t knew where he comes from, or why he is here now. Without thinking, this sentence came to his mind. He only knew that these pickles would be his best friends for the next days…or whatever it takes to reach the next market to buy a new one.
Although he had a name in his mind. The most beautiful one he ever heard of, Sprigga. He loved the sound. And he knew she would wake over him. Saves him. Leads him through his life.