Dungeon Sprint DCSS version 0.33-b1 (webtiles) character file. Game seed: 15025887480136669744 9800000 beargod the Champion of Chaos (level 27, -3/323 HPs) Began as a Troll Gladiator on Apr 27, 2025. Was the Champion of Makhleb. Killed by divine providence ... invoked by an observer (12 damage) ... in the Dungeon (Sprint VIII: "Arena of Blood"). The game lasted 00:03:05 (98 turns). beargod the Champion of Chaos (Troll Gladiator) Turns: 98, Time: 00:03:06 Health: -3/323 AC: 6 Str: 30 XL: 27 Magic: 20/53 EV: 28 Int: 4 God: Makhleb [******] Gold: 0 SH: 0 Dex: 21 Spells: 80/80 levels left rFire . . . l - +∞ Axe of Woe rCold . . . [offhand occupied] rNeg . . . b - +0 robe rPois . c - +0 hat rElec . (no cloak) rCorr . (no amulet) SInv . (no ring) Will ++... (no ring) Stlth ++++++ HPRegen 1.53/turn MPRegen 0.33/turn %: no teleportation @: no status effects A: large, unfitting armour, claws 3, regeneration 1, shaggy fur 1, tough skin 1, Cocytus destruction a: Renounce Religion, Unleash Destruction, Infernal Servant, Accept Mark of Carnage, Accept Mark of the Legion, Accept Mark of the Tyrant You were in the Dungeon. You worshipped Makhleb. Makhleb was exalted by your worship. You visited 1 branch Inventory: Hand Weapons a - a +0 war axe l - the +∞ Axe of Woe (weapon) (You found it in the Dungeon) Missiles d - 3 throwing nets (quivered) e - a large rock Armour b - a +0 robe (worn) c - a +0 hat (worn) Scrolls k - a scroll of blinking Potions f - a potion of curing g - a potion of heal wounds h - a potion of haste i - 2 potions of magic j - a potion of berserk rage Skills: O Level 27 Fighting O Level 27 Short Blades O Level 27 Long Blades O Level 27 Axes + Level 17.5(25.2) Maces & Flails + Level 16.2(23.3) Polearms O Level 27 Ranged Weapons + Level 17.6 Throwing O Level 27 Armour O Level 27 Dodging + Level 12.7 Stealth + Level 19.0 Unarmed Combat O Level 27 Spellcasting O Level 27 Conjurations O Level 27 Hexes O Level 27 Summonings O Level 27 Necromancy O Level 27 Translocations O Level 27 Forgecraft O Level 27 Fire Magic O Level 27 Ice Magic O Level 27 Air Magic O Level 27 Earth Magic O Level 27 Alchemy O Level 27 Invocations O Level 27 Evocations O Level 27 Shapeshifting You had 80 spell levels left. You didn't know any spells. Your spell library was empty. Dungeon Overview and Level Annotations Branches: Dungeon (1/1) Altars: Makhleb Innate Abilities, Weirdness & Mutations You are too large for most types of armour. You have claws for hands. Your natural rate of healing is unusually fast. You are covered in fur. (AC +1) You have tough skin. (AC +1) You draw destruction from the frigid wastes of Cocytus. Message History You kill the tentacled monstrosity! The tentacled monstrosity disappears in a puff of smoke! You hit the meat berserker. You cleave the meat berserker in twain. You kill the meat berserker! Makhleb accepts your kill. You feel better. You lop one of the eight-headed meat hydra's heads off! The seven-headed meat hydra grows two more! You hit the nine-headed meat hydra. You chop the nine-headed meat hydra into pieces. You kill the nine-headed meat hydra! Makhleb accepts your kill. You feel better. The tyrant appears out of thin air! A tyrant comes into view. The tyrant casts a spell. The accursed casts a spell at you. Something smites you! The dread calls on the powers of darkness! The bag of meat convulses! Your body is wracked with pain! * * * LOW HITPOINT WARNING * * * The bag of meat convulses! Something is bathed in an unholy light! The eight-headed meat hydra convulses! The bag of meat convulses! x5 The eight-headed meat hydra convulses! The bag of meat convulses! x2 The eight-headed meat hydra calls on the powers of darkness! The eight-headed meat hydra convulses! The bag of meat convulses! x2 Your body is wracked with pain! * * * LOW HITPOINT WARNING * * * The bag of meat convulses! x3; Something is bathed in an unholy light! The accursed points at you and mumbles some strange words. Something smites you! * * * LOW HITPOINT WARNING * * * The dread throws damnation at you. The sphere of damnation explodes! The damnation engulfs you! * * * LOW HITPOINT WARNING * * * A bag of meat comes into view. It is wielding a +9 war axe. x2 The destroyer points at you and mumbles some strange words. The destroyer blinks! A bag of meat comes into view. It is wielding a +9 war axe. You feel something staring at you. Something smites you! You die... .......L.. ...o..... #...ooo.# #... #... Doo# .. ....###... ooM###... .......§.###○§.o.... .#.o..oMDz§§))oVW..o ...o...#.X)V@# ...o...#_X