Desert Fisher
You managed to catch a fish in a surrounding that usually doesn't even carry water. Everything is subject to change, probably...
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You managed to catch a fish in a surrounding that usually doesn't even carry water. Everything is subject to change, probably...
You showed Noodles the way home. How long will it take this time until he's on the loose again? That dog must be really bored in the throne room by now.
You've found a secret dungeon in the flooded plains and killed several of its inhabitants. And now you have wet feet.
It's not really a dragon, but rather a kind of chimera. Nonetheless a decent mount to impress any passer-by.
It doesn't matter what noise you would hear... dream, nightmare, illusion - there is nothing you can't vanquish. You are a true Dream Warden.
You have mended many a broken dream and so, the dream of Roshamuul is safely being told over and over again.
No more fear and bad dreams. You stabbed Tormentor to death with its scythe leg.
Even though the welcomed you only reluctantly and viewed you as \
Through the spirit of science and exploration, you have discovered how to enter the secret hideout of the renowned Dr Merlay.
You jump at every opportunity for a hunting challenge that's offered to you and carry out those tasks with deadly precision. You're a hunter at heart and a valuable member of the Paw & Fur Society.
You have entered the heart of destruction and valiantly defeated the world devourer. By your actions you have postponed the end of the world — at least for a while.
You have cleansed the lands of many retching horrors. You sure know how to end a bad dream: forcefully, that's how!
You gave zzze draken a tazte of your finizzzing move.
Every city should be proud to call someone like you its inhabitant. You're keeping the streets clean and help settling the usual disputes in front of the depot. Also, you probably own a cat and like hiking.
You've been to places most people don't even know the names of. Collecting botanic, zoologic and ectoplasmic samples is your daily business and you're always prepared to discover new horizons.
Efficient and lethal, you have gained significant experience in fighting the elite forces of the hive. Almost single-handed, you have slain the best of the Hive Born and live to tell the tale.
Finding all the pieces to this complicated vehicle was one kind of a challenge. However, what you built in the end is rather a fabled than a feeble construction.
There are many delusions and phantasms in the desert. You saw a false oasis with fruit-bearing palm trees. Instead of water and refreshment, however, you found a dromedary in the end. What a useful Fata Morgana!
You've survived the Hellgorge eruption and found a way through the flames and lava. You've even managed to kill a few fireborn on the way.
When you do something, you do it right. You have an opinion and you stand by it - and no one will be able to convince you otherwise. On a sidenote, you're a bit on the brutal and war-oriented side, but that's not a bad thing, is it?
You're a peacekeeper and listen to what the small people have to say. You've made up your mind and know who to help and for which reasons - and you do it consistently. Your war is fought with reason rather than weapons.
And remember: Never try to teach a pig to sing. It wastes your time and annoys the pig.
This must be underwater love - this enormous crustacean now does thy bidding. Or maybe it's just in it for a little more of that shrimp barbecue, as that's a little hard to come by in the sea.
Kingly deer mostly prefer elves as friends and familiars. This one, however, decided to favour you as a confidant and rider. Well done!
You know Banuta like the back of your hand and are good at destroying caskets and urns. The sight of giant footprints doesn't keep you from exploring unknown areas either.
Finally your dream to become a walking mushroom has come true ... No, wait a minute!
By killing creatures of the hive and gaining weapons for further missions, you started a quite effective way of war. You gathered a lot of dissolved chitin to resupply the war effort.
Installing that control unit was a no-brainer. Now you're in control to make it walk this way or that, or to change tack at any moment if required. Your faithful walker mount obeys your every command.
You don't hunt them, you talk to them. You know that ghosts might keep secrets that have been long lost among the living, and you're skilled at talking them into revealing them to you.
Though you might have averted a dire threat for Rathleton, this relative peace may only hold for a while. At least you've scavenged an outfit from some of the poor fellows that have fallen prey to death priest Shagron.
The gnomes are warming up to you. One or two of them might actually bother to remember your name. You're allowed to access their gnomebase alpha. You are prepared to boldly put your gib feet into areas few humans have walked before.
You think the gnomes start to like you. A little step for a Bigfoot but a big step for humanity.
You have become a household name in gnomish society! Your name is mentioned by gnomes more than once. Of course usually by gnomish mothers whose children refuse to eat their mushroom soup, but you are certainly making some tremendous progress.
You have unleashed your inner gnome and slain some of the most fearsome threats that gnomekind has ever faced. Now you can come and go to the warzones as it pleases you. The enemies of gnomekind will never be safe again.
You have defeated the Snake God's incarnations and, with a final powerful swing of the snake sceptre, cut off his life force supply. The story of power, deceit and corruption has come to an end - or... not?
Counting ten thousand grains of sand could not have been harder than gaining this impressive mount.
You're an aspiring mago-mechanic. Science and magic work well together in your eyes - and even though you probably delivered countless wrong charges while working for Telas, you might just have enough knowledge to build your own golem now.
Assisting Omrabas' sick plan to resurrect made you dig your way through the blood-soaked halls of Drefia. Maybe better he failed!
You wiped out Orcus the Cruel in the Arena of Svargrond. You're still a bit green behind the ears, but there's some great potential.
Burnt fingers and itching lungs are a small price for bringing those gnomes some lousy stone and getting almost killed! Your mother warned you to better become a farmer.
You have proven that you can beat the best of the hive. You have caused first promising breaches in the defence of the hive
You ended the life of over three hundred Deepling Guards. Not quite the guardian of the Deeplings, are you?
True scientists know their equipment. Testing new inventions is essential daily work for any hard working researcher. You showed no fear and took all the new equipment from Spectulus and Sinclair for a spin.
You sucessfully fought against all odds to protect your world from an ascending god! – You weren't there for the hat only after all?
Even in the deepest structures of the hive, you began to strike against the mighty foe. Your actions probably already gave the hive a headache.
Never-tiring, you attack the inner organs of the mighty hive. Your attacks on the hive's digestion system begin to cause some trouble.
You have grown accustomed to frequenting the hive's stomach system. Your actions have caused the hive some first digestion problems.
You've discovered the Ancients' hidden powers - from now on, they will aid you in your adventures.