Afraid of no Ghost!
You passed their test and helped the Spirithunters testing equipment, researching the supernatural and catching ghosts - it's you they're gonna call.
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You passed their test and helped the Spirithunters testing equipment, researching the supernatural and catching ghosts - it's you they're gonna call.
With a perfectly harmless smile you fooled all of those wisecrackers into eating your exploding cookies. Consider a boy or girl scout outfit next time to make the trick even better.
You're considered a first-rate graduate of the Magic Academy in Edron due to your pioneering discoveries and successful studies in the field of experimental magic and spell development. Ever considered teaching the Armageddon spell?
You helped bringing Princess Buttercup, Doctor Dumbness and Lucky the Wonder Dog to life - and will probably dream of them tonight, since you memorised your lines perfectly. What a .. special piece of.. screenplay.
You have a soft spot for little, weak animals, and you do everything in your power to protect them - even if you probably eat dragons for breakfast.
You've daringly jumped into the infamous Annihilator and survived - taking home fame, glory and your reward.
You've shattered each of Bloodweb's eight frozen legs. As they say: break a leg, and then some more.
Delivering letters and parcels has always been a secret passion of yours, and now you can officially put on your blue hat, blow your Post Horn and do what you like to do most. Beware of dogs!
You begin your day by bathing in your pot of gold and you don't mind showing off your wealth while strolling the streets in your best clothes - after all it's your hard-earned money! You prefer to be addressed with 'Your Highness'.
You overcame the undead Zanakeph and sent him back into the darkness that spawned him.
You've cut off a whole lot of tentacles today. Thul was driven back to where he belongs.
Countless fights and never tiring effort in the war against the hive grant you the experience to finish your outfit with the last remaining part. Your chitin outfit is a testament of your skills and dedication for the cause.
You re-enacted the Taming of the Shrew on a beach setting and proved that you can handle capricious girls quite well. With or without fish tails.
You significantly helped the afflicted citizens of Venore in times of dire need. Somehow you still feel close to the victims of the fever outbreak. Your clothes make you one of them, one poor soul amongst the countless afflicted.
Hunter's greeting! Your skillful use of the slingshot actually stunned a large bear. The creature is slightly dazed, but seems susceptible to your commands. Let's declare open season on all our foes!
Warm, furry and cuddly - though that same bear you just hugged would probably rip you into pieces if he had been conscious, he reminded you of that old teddy bear which always slept in your bed when you were still small.
Ethershreck's cry of agony kept ringing in your ear for hours after he had dissolved into thin air. He probably moved to another plane of existence... for a while.
You did it! You convinced the reclusive gnomes to accept you as one of their Bigfoots. Now you are ready to help them. With big feet big missions seen to come.
Not really twenty thousand miles, but you had to dive a fair way beneath the sea to find your personal Manta Ray.
RAWR! Strength running through your body, your heart racing faster and adrenaline fueling your every weapon swing. All in a little bottle. No refund for destroyed furniture. For further questions consult your healer or potion dealer.
Well, you can rest your nailcase now. This gravedigger's fingernails are nice and clean. Though after the next hellride, you might not want to let it hand any food to you.
You travelled the world for an almost meaningless prayer - but at least you don't have to do that again and can get a new blessed stake in the blink of an eye.
You've tainted the jungle floor with the Snapper's crimson blood.
You've joined the undead bone brothers - making death your enemy and your weapon as well. Devouring what's weak and leaving space for what's strong is your primary goal.
You almost made friends with Shardhead... before he died. Poor guy only seems to attract violence with his frosty attitude.
What is best in life? To crush your enemies. To see them driven before you. And to maybe have a nice cup of tea afterwards.
Indeed, you have a soft spot for rabbits. Maybe the rabbits you saved today will be the rabbits that will save you tomorrow. When you are really hungry.
You have bravely stepped onto the cake isle. Is there any more beautiful, tasty place to be in the whole world?
Admittedly you enjoyed the killing as usual. But the part with the sparks still gives you shivers ... or is it that there is some charge left on you?
You succeeded in finding and charting several previously unexplored landmarks and locations for the Adventurer's Guild, you probably never need to ask anyone for the way - do you?
You have helped the gnomes of the spike in securing the caves and explored enough of the lightles depths to earn you a complete cave explorers outfit. Well done!
You won the merciless 2 vs. 2 team tournament on the Isle of Strife and wiped out wave after wave of fearsome opponents. Death or victory - you certainly chose the latter.
Don't let its fluffy appearance deceive you. The panda is a creature of the wild. It will take you to the most distant regions of the World, always in hopes of a little bamboo to nibble on or to check on a possible mate.
You've discovered three nomad camps and stole their supplies. Well, you can probably use them better then they can.
You have become competent and efficient in gathering the substance that is needed to fight the hive. You almost smell like dissolved chitin and the Hive Born would tell their children scary stories about you if they could speak.
The Old Widow fell prey to your supreme hunting skills.
Lalalala... you now know the cult's hymn sung in Liberty Bay
The destruction you have caused by now can be felt throughout the whole hive. The mayhem that follows your step caused significant confusion in the consciousness of the hive.
You ripped the ancient scarab Fleshcrawler apart and made sure he didn't get under your skin.
If the gnomes had told you that crystal armor is see-through you had probably changed your underwear in time.
So you repaired the light of some crystals for those gnomes. What's next? Sitting a week in a mushroom bed as a temporary mushroom?
You brought two loving crystals together. Perhaps they might even name one of their children after you. To bad you forgot to leave your calling card.
Simple hams and bread merely make you laugh. You're the master of the extra-ordinaire, melter of cheese, fryer of bat wings and shaker of shakes. Delicious!
In the war against the hive, your efforts in blinding it begin to pay off. Your actions have blinded the hive severely and the entity seems to become aware that something dangerous is happening.
You hushed the songs of war in the black depths by sliencing more than three hundred Deepling Spellsingers.
You don't carry that stake just for decoration - you're prepared to use it. Usually you're seen hightailing through the deepest dungeons leaving a trail of slain demons. Whoever dares stand in your way should prepare to die.
Thick, red - shaken, not stirred - and with a straw in it: that's the way you prefer your demon blood. Served with an onion ring, the subtle metallic aftertaste is almost not noticeable. Beneficial effects on health or mana are welcome.
By eliminating at least three hundred Deepling Warriors you delivered quite a blow to the amassing armies of the deep.