Proleteria the Student of History

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Description

Thin, bony features protrude from this human's face. Her skin, pale and
milky, makes her look unhealthy and frail. Much more white than her skin, her
elderly-looking hair falls in long braids down her back. Cavernous yellow
eyes make this wan beauty look very lean, even on her facial features.
Ties closely to her with straps and ropes, her outfit consists of assorted
robes and armors, each covered with a fine layer of dust. Closely attached to
the satchels on her back is a single large tome, the words on the cover
unreadable due to excessive scratch marks.

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Score

Level	45	Sex	female	Race	human
Ethos	Neutral	Align	Evil	Class	bard
Practices	42	Trains	2	Hometown	Galadon
Exp	429438	To Level	9762	Sphere	Protection
Age mature, 30 years old (92 hours)
Hit Points	612	Mana	628	Movement	625
Strength	17	Intelligence	18	Wisdom	20
Dexterity	19	Constitution	19	Charisma	23
Carry #	0/34	Carry Weight	0 lb 0 oz
Gold	0	Silver	0	Copper	0
Wimpy	300	Morale	Moderate
Hitroll	0	Damroll	0

PK Wins

Dec 4, 2008 |Lv 39|Aran'gird|Marztia vs 1: Proleteria (100%,KB)
Jan 25, 2009|Lv 45|Hamsah Mu'tazz|Zikat vs 1: Proleteria (100%,KB)
Jan 26, 2009|Lv 45|The Eastern Road|Jnoxri vs 3: Ahtieli (3%), Proleteria (32%), Urgok (64%, KB)
Jan 26, 2009|Lv 45|The Eastern Road|Borkahd vs 2: Urgok (63%,KB), Proleteria (36%)
Jan 27, 2009|Lv 45|BattleRager Village|Malthalia vs 4: Proleteria (0%), Ikbe (37%), Zhurn (54%), Ahtieli (8%, KB)
Jan 27, 2009|Lv 45|Hamsah Mu'tazz|Jnoxri vs 2: Proleteria (98%,KB), Zhurn (1%)
Jan 27, 2009|Lv 45|Galadon|Vorata vs 1: Proleteria (100%,KB)
Jan 28, 2009|Lv 45|Galadon|Borkahd vs 1: Proleteria (100%,KB)
Jan 29, 2009|Lv 45|The Eastern Road|Zaltais vs 2: Idosuka (2%), Proleteria (97%, KB)
Feb 3, 2009 |Lv 45|Galadon|Mughol vs 1: Proleteria (100%,KB)
Feb 3, 2009 |Lv 45|Galadon|Wendarl vs 1: Proleteria (100%,KB)
Feb 3, 2009 |Lv 45|Galadon|Corticas vs 1: Proleteria (100%,KB)
Feb 3, 2009 |Lv 45|The Spire of the Blood Tribunal|Selene vs 3: Zizzle (56%,KB), Dereli (43%), Proleteria (0%)

Skill List

Level 1	dagger	93%
Level 1	mace	83%
Level 1	sword	94%
Level 1	staff	75%
Level 1	haggle	75%
Level 1	scrolls	1%
Level 1	talismans	1%
Level 1	recall	100%
Level 1	sing	100%
Level 2	dirt kicking	83%
Level 2	improved compare	78%
Level 3	dodge	82%
Level 3	mimic	1%
Level 4	trip	79%
Level 5	aim	81%
Level 5	tune	100%
Level 6	hand to hand	86%
Level 6	elbow	1%
Level 7	kick	1%
Level 7	knee	1%
Level 8	flourish	98%
Level 9	pick lock	1%
Level 9	evade	75%
Level 10	fast healing	86%
Level 10	lore	100%
Level 11	roundhouse	100%
Level 11	rip	4%
Level 12	meditation	96%
Level 12	panhandle	1%
Level 12	light armor use	82%
Level 13	parry	78%
Level 15	second attack	91%
Level 16	shield block	1%
Level 18	disarm	1%
Level 19	pugil	1%
Level 20	pen	1%
Level 25	enhanced damage	97%
Level 30	sneak	100%
Level 30	a capella	1%
Level 36	precise aim	76%

Song List

Level 2	travelers march	100%
Level 4	charismatic prelude	100%
Level 7	adagio	97%
Level 9	piercing dissonance	82%
Level 10	chant of resilience	93%
Level 11	battaglia	82%
Level 14	canticle of the gods	85%
Level 15	elven adagio	100%
Level 16	lullaby	92%
Level 17	languid carol	84%
Level 18	anthem of resistance	100%
Level 19	riddle of revelation	82%
Level 19	cacophonous clamor	77%
Level 20	reveille	77%
Level 21	pastoral of the mind	1%
Level 22	tranquil serenade	85%
Level 26	requiem	78%
Level 27	elegy of tears	77%
Level 28	bagatelle of bravado	87%
Level 29	laborious lament	79%
Level 32	vibrato	76%
Level 33	nocturne of fright	81%
Level 34	apocalyptic overture	80%
Level 38	fantasia of illusion	75%
Level 40	symphonic echoes	82%
Level 42	dirge of solitude	75%
Level 45	grand nocturne	78%

PK Statistics

PK Statistics

Total PK Wins	9 (8 at level 45)
Total PK Losses	11
Total Mob Deaths	2
# of Assassination Deaths	2

PK Wins by Class
VS. thief	2
VS. warrior	1
VS. paladin	1
VS. assassin	2
VS. invoker	1
VS. bard	1
VS. shapeshifter	1

PK Wins by Cabal
VS. None	3
VS. FORTRESS	2
VS. BATTLE	1
VS. HERALD	1
VS. NEXUS	1
VS. TRIBUNAL	1

PK Wins by Align
VS. Good	4
VS. Neutral	2
VS. Evil	3

PK Deaths by Class
VS. warrior	6
VS. assassin	2
VS. necromancer	2
VS. shapeshifter	1

PK Deaths by Cabal
VS. None	4
VS. OUTLANDER	4
VS. BATTLE	2
VS. NEXUS	1

PK Deaths by Align
VS. Good	4
VS. Neutral	3
VS. Evil	4

PK Gank-O-Meter

PK Gank-O-Meter

Total PK Wins	9
Total PK Assists	4
Average Group Size Per Kill	1.77

Death's Gank-O-Meter says: Brings a friend

Average Group Size Per Death

1.18

Death's Ganked-O-Meter says: Destroyed By The Honorbound

Immortal Comments

Mon Nov 24 19:45:18 2008 by 'An Immortal' at level 11 (5 hrs):
An Immortal added 1000 exp for: Basic role.

Tue Jan 27 18:30:26 2009 by 'An Immortal' at level 45 (65 hrs):
An Immortal added 800 exp for: How we became a bard, and we're depressed that we don't feel passion towards any kind of cause.

Tue Jan 27 18:47:56 2009 by 'Iunna' at level 45 (65 hrs):
Raiding Fort with Empire.

Tue Jan 27 19:12:05 2009 by 'Iunna' at level 45 (65 hrs):
Add Nexus and Battle to that list.

Tue Feb 3 20:34:06 2009 by 'Baerinika' at level 45 (82 hrs):
We really want to be evil, don't we

Wed Feb 4 20:15:01 2009 by 'Iunna' at level 45 (83 hrs):
I'd feel a lot better if we even had a role chapter about how we're now evil lapdog girl.

Wed Feb 4 20:18:27 2009 by 'Baerinika' at level 45 (83 hrs):
Raiding fort, constantly grouped with orcs and evils, no RP to back up the personality change, no update to our role...not even chaotic to explain the craziness...we're evil now.

Role

Chapter 1

A sudden change.
Added Thu Feb 5 08:12:36 2009 at level 45:

Standing in front of the Fortress, Proleteria did as she had before. She
stood back, sat on the ground, and took a big swig of wine from one of her
many canteens while watching the Orc Chieftain, Urgok, swing into the large
guardian of the Fortress. "Better to be helping him than bashed under him",
she concluded as she swished the wine around in her mouth.

Suddenly, her body had a jolting spasm and she dropped her canteen to the
ground. Everything in her vision began to spin, and there was a sudden urge
to hop up and run away as fast as she could. As she held herself in agony,
she felt a sudden darkness rise up in her mind. Normal things that wouldn't
seem too pleasurable (Striking orphans, for example) now seemed much more
viable as a way to relieve stress. Trying to shake the thought from her head,
she stood and gazed at herself in a small reflective pool of melted snow. She
looked the same . . . . . But she felt differently.

Knowing that a small ballad about the Sirine's singing would make her feel
more complete, she raised her white fiddle to her hands and went to strike a
chord. Upon playing the instrument, she found she couldn't sing. Immediately,
her mind went blank. "I've been singing all my life. I built up money to pay
for my guild teachings. I still remember the songs, I still remember the
words, I still remember how to play - But I just can't get the sound to come
out of my throat!". Mumbling these things to herself, she took another glance
at the now frenzied chieftain striking the Maran Guardian. Feeling nothing
but loss at that scene, she looked past their combat to see a Paladin sitting
inside of the gate, preparing to guard his home. No doubt, she thought, he
put some kind of curse on me. Quickly, in her head, she went through her past
battles. Being murdered by Elves while very young, being attacked by elves
when she was older.It only seemed logical that this would be another Elf
causing her this strife.

Pulling the wine to her mouth for another drink, she audibly swore, "You took
it a bit too far, bub. You don't mess with my voice. Ever. That's all I
have.". Still knowing that she was very vulnerable without her singing,
Proleteria still knew how to wield a blade.

Before the Chief knew the wiser, Proleteria ran off back to Galadon to ponder
her lack of voice and the obvious elf that caused her pain. Resolved to gain
her voice back, she set in search of some kind of doctor, hoping for some
kind of diagnosis.

Role

Chapter 2

Life as it is.
Added Wed Dec 3 17:12:38 2008 at level 37:

The world is a tragic place. The history of Thera shows this to be true.
Through the betrayals of the Gods, the theft of power between factions, the
battles of the BattleRagers, the traitors of the Empire, and so on. The list,
Proleteria was sure, could go on forever, showing that tragedy was the prime
force in both the present and the past. Currently, the world was in just as a
tragic position as always, and just as confusing. Proleteria continued her
training in the bard's guilds, learning many famous songs written by master
tragedians, each describing their situations and moments of true tragedy.
While entranced with her studies, she was becoming more and more distracted
by the callings of the world.

Proleteria saw many factions, each recruiting to their cause, present in her
home city. There were dark-robed priests from the Empire preaching their
orderly beliefs to those who would listen, leading their mentally subjugated
converts to the darkened lands north of Hamsah. Just as empty their preaching
was, there were a massive number of Gnomes chattering like children about
their Nexus and the ways to promote magic in Thera. These factions, as far as
she could tell, were just using their members as slaves. "Join us and do what
we say, you'll have purpose now and a reason to live". It all just sounded
empty to her.

Though her life seemed bland at the moment, Proleteria thought deeply in her
heart that though she may have bad luck and moments of true depression, she
would have some passion towards a cause eventually. Though, of course, she
had no idea what that was, yet. This entire lack of purpose, though she
reasoned it logical, was entirely depressing. She had no passionate reason to
wake up in the morning. Drinking helped pass the time by, but she didn't feel
dedicated to a cause, and it was killing her inside. She begged, hoped for
someone to say something convincing, she listened with alert ears to the
recruiters, hoping for just a single statement that would arouse some kind of
passion in her like music did. Nothing. It was all empty.

Role

Chapter 3

Bard-hood
Added Thu Nov 27 22:13:48 2008 at level 15:

Upon entering Galadon, Proleteria was greeted by a hearty group of
teenage thugs. It took less than half an hour for them to beat her senseless
and take what few valuables and coins she had. Though her welcome to Galadon
consisted mainly of bruising, she still thought it was a pretty town. When
she finally woke up from her beaten, unconscious position on the ground, a
few wealthy merchants were walking by. Each spared her a small, sympathetic
glance, and tossed her a few coins for her troubles. Just as luck and fate
always showed, the best of things could come from the worst, and vice versa.


Using her new-found skill, she started panhandling, gathering up
coins for some unknown voyage she might take. As she slowly scanned the city,
gathering as many pity purses and coins as she could, she ended up at the
entrance to a bar. A haunting melody pierced through the rambling sounds of
the bar's patrons, grabbing Proleteria's full attention. She made her way
into the raucous bar, weaving her way between waiters and commoners,
following this enchanting tune.Moving closer to the sound, she saw a small
hallway down the east side of the bar, the music echoing down the dark
passageway. Walking into it, she finds a humble but colorful looking man
sitting on a bar-stool, his back against the wall and his hat covering his
face. He plucks at the lyre in his hands with expert movements, each note
floating through the air.

Moving closer to him, Proleteria thought about how wonderful it would
be to have that skill-The ability to enchant others, influence emotions,
share knowledge, and give pleasure; all with music. Dirty, and looking like a
tramp, she reached into her purse and pulled out the only bunch of coins she
had, extending them to the man. He grinned slightly, took the handful of
coins, and ushered her inside.

Proleteria barely had enough money for her classes, much less her
food, but she was learning. She entered the guildhall as a orphan tramp, and
was now an orphan bard. Though the change was not great, it was an
improvement from her former plight. And though she lacked wealth, even the
Guildmaster took note of her inherently talented voice. Proleteria was proud
of her musical talent, and was happy to finally find something she was good
at in life. Of course, as soon as she realized she was happy, she found
herself being confronted by a group of students also enrolled in the classes.
They insulted her, taunted her, and made sure she knew that she wasn't nearly
as wealthy as they were, and that if she wanted to live she would stop taking
the spotlight.

Since her singing intimidated others and brought threats to Proleteria, she
began singing in the alleys of Galadon at night. She liked the way her voice
echoed off the alley walls, and liked that the alley cats followed her as if
she were serenading them. On her way back towards the guildhall one morning,
one of the cats gave her a nasty bite on her calf. It bled for a good hour.

Role

Chapter 4

Our learnings of luck, tragedy, and irony.
Added Sun Nov 23 17:47:48 2008 at level 8:

Nothing lasts. Proleteria had been surrounded by this concept her entire
life. She was born in a humble farming family, somewhere in the open plains
near Voralian City. She could never remember the exact location, as there was
no longer any evidence that a farm had even existed in that location. As a
young child, she did as any daughter in a family unit did; she took care of
the tedious chores. She would clean the floors, feed the animals, and keep as
many things as tidy as possible. A monotonous life-style, yes, but a safe
one. Though, as the world always shows, things turn for the worse.

At the peak of the harvesting season, Proleteria's father caught a
feverish disease and died a quick, horrible death while Proleteria watched.
Immediately afterwards, her mother was trampled by the cattle she
single-handedly tried to herd. Being alone on a farm had no real benefits for
a young girl, especially when two corpses were rotting near-by and you had
not a soul to care for you. Proleteria knew this much, even though she was
young, and decided to leave the small farm-ship and head for a more populated
land. Of course, being as the laws of probability were, it just so happened
that a roving group of bandits came upon the farm the day Proleteria's mother
died. They quickly ransacked the entirely homestead, lighting fire to the
crops and killing all of the animals. Proleteria had quickly hidden herself
in the tall grasses the moment the bandit group neared, attempting to survive
the onslaught. As luck would have it, she had accidentally hidden on top of
an ant-bed. It took the raiders less than five minutes to find the hopping
and screaming child stripping her clothing off. Though the situation seemed
dire and perverted, it just so happened that the bandits were actually a
raiding group of Outlanders who focused on animal's rights, they had invaded
to free all of the domesticated creatures being imprisoned at the farm, but
ended up being very hungry after all of the raiding, giving them leeway to
hunt the creatures they had originally come to free. Without a hint of
vulgarity, the raiders quickly dressed Proleteria and tended to her wounds,
giving her a basic map towards Galadon and sending her on her way. Her farm
didn't last, her parents didn't last, and the raid didn't last.

Walking to Galadon, she fumbled and bruised her shin. So it goes.

Statistics

Experience Breakdown

Experience from Cabal raiding	500
Experience from Skill improvements	6902
Experience from Exploration	3050
Experience from Quests	14900
Experience from Commerce	1025

Adventuring Statistics

Character Created	Sun Nov 23 09:46:46 2008
Quests Completed	14
Exploration Points Found	10
Bonus Experience from Immortals	1800
(WANTED) Criminal	0 times
% of lifetime in the wilderness	23 %
% of lifetime in the cities	39 %
% of lifetime in the Inn of the Eternal Star	3 %

Edges

Farmer
Erode Confidence
Perfect Pitch
Combat Showmanship

Mob Deaths

Dec 4, 2008 |Lv 39|Aran'gird|a duergar patroller by cleave
Dec 11, 2008|Lv 39|Mount Kiadana-Rah|an elite storm giant soldier by punch

Timeline

Fri Nov 28 12:27:38 2008 at level 20 (12 hrs):
Proleteria advanced to level 20 <PK: 0-0>

Sun Nov 30 09:07:57 2008 at level 30 (24 hrs):
Proleteria advanced to level 30 <PK: 0-1>

Tue Dec 30 18:08:58 2008 at level 40 (46 hrs):
Proleteria advanced to level 40 <PK: 1-2>

Sun Feb 8 21:51:10 2009 at level 45 (89 hrs):
Rage Delete

Leveling History

Nov 23, 2008|Lv 2 |Hr 0 |
Nov 23, 2008|Lv 3 |Hr 0 |
Nov 23, 2008|Lv 4 |Hr 0 |
Nov 23, 2008|Lv 5 |Hr 0 |
Nov 23, 2008|Lv 6 |Hr 2 |
Nov 23, 2008|Lv 7 |Hr 2 |
Nov 23, 2008|Lv 8 |Hr 3 |8 Avelokan,
Nov 23, 2008|Lv 9 |Hr 3 |
Nov 23, 2008|Lv 10|Hr 4 |7 Hrar,
Nov 23, 2008|Lv 11|Hr 5 |7 Wex, 9 Hrar,
Nov 27, 2008|Lv 12|Hr 7 |12 Venoth,
Nov 27, 2008|Lv 13|Hr 8 |13 Atraeyn, 13 Venoth,
Nov 27, 2008|Lv 14|Hr 8 |14 Atraeyn, 14 Venoth,
Nov 27, 2008|Lv 15|Hr 9 |15 Atraeyn, 15 Venoth,
Nov 28, 2008|Lv 16|Hr 15 |20 Forakar, 22 Tillorinon,
Nov 28, 2008|Lv 17|Hr 16 |21 Forakar, 23 Tillorinon,
Nov 28, 2008|Lv 18|Hr 16 |22 Forakar, 23 Tillorinon,
Nov 28, 2008|Lv 19|Hr 17 |23 Forakar, 24 Tillorinon,
Nov 28, 2008|Lv 20|Hr 17 |24 Forakar, 25 Tillorinon,
Nov 28, 2008|Lv 21|Hr 19 |26 Misker, 29 Reitsar,
Nov 28, 2008|Lv 22|Hr 20 |27 Misker, 29 Reitsar,
Nov 28, 2008|Lv 23|Hr 20 |30 Reitsar, 28 Misker,
Nov 28, 2008|Lv 24|Hr 21 |29 Misker, 30 Reitsar,
Nov 28, 2008|Lv 25|Hr 21 |31 Reitsar, 33 Rikkiri,
Nov 28, 2008|Lv 26|Hr 22 |32 Kassibaz, 32 Reitsar,
Nov 28, 2008|Lv 27|Hr 22 |33 Kassibaz, 32 Reitsar,
Nov 28, 2008|Lv 28|Hr 24 |23 Shradker, 29 Bleyetz,
Nov 30, 2008|Lv 29|Hr 25 |24 Dhamus, 26 Osoah,
Nov 30, 2008|Lv 30|Hr 25 |26 Dhamus, 28 Osoah,
Nov 30, 2008|Lv 31|Hr 26 |28 Dhamus, 29 Osoah,
Nov 30, 2008|Lv 32|Hr 31 |43 Synlilth, 36 Lgeob,
Nov 30, 2008|Lv 33|Hr 32 |44 Synlilth, 37 Lgeob,
Nov 30, 2008|Lv 34|Hr 32 |44 Synlilth, 37 Lgeob,
Dec 1, 2008 |Lv 35|Hr 34 |39 Barakhnazull, 34 Tillorinon,
Dec 1, 2008 |Lv 36|Hr 35 |40 Barakhnazull, 35 Tillorinon,
Dec 2, 2008 |Lv 37|Hr 36 |45 Korink, 44 Jolindar,
Dec 3, 2008 |Lv 38|Hr 38 |38 Brathuhn, 40 Drealienn,
Dec 3, 2008 |Lv 39|Hr 39 |45 Jolindar, 41 Drealienn,
Dec 30, 2008|Lv 40|Hr 48 |41 Farkash, 43 Tokegine,
Jan 17, 2009|Lv 41|Hr 49 |37 Minev, 44 Neitaro,
Jan 17, 2009|Lv 42|Hr 51 |38 Minev, 45 Neitaro,
Jan 17, 2009|Lv 43|Hr 52 |40 Minev, 47 Neitaro,
Jan 25, 2009|Lv 44|Hr 56 |39 Orasnen, 44 Achatoch,
Jan 25, 2009|Lv 45|Hr 60 |51 Urgok,

PK Deaths

Nov 28, 2008|Lv 20|Galadon|vs 1: Achatoch (100%,KB)
Nov 30, 2008|Lv 31|The North Road|vs 1: Ceyraia (100%,KB)
Jan 22, 2009|Lv 43|The Inn of the Eternal Star|vs 1: Sydd (0%,KB) *Assassinated*
Jan 25, 2009|Lv 44|Loch Terradian|vs 2: Ceyraia (19%,KB), Canir (80%)
Jan 25, 2009|Lv 45|Eaststride Road|vs 1: Ceyraia (100%,KB)
Jan 25, 2009|Lv 45|A Virgin Forest|vs 1: Cyrn (100%,KB)
Jan 27, 2009|Lv 45|The Spire of the Blood Tribunal|vs 1: Ceyraia (100%,KB)
Jan 27, 2009|Lv 45|The Spire of the Blood Tribunal|vs 2: Zikat (0%,KB), Vorata (100%) *Assassinated*
Feb 4, 2009 |Lv 45|Forgotten Crypts|vs 1: Satebos (100%,KB)
Feb 4, 2009 |Lv 45|Galadon|vs 1: Woldrun (100%,KB)
Feb 8, 2009 |Lv 45|Galadon|vs 1: Grawshen (100%,KB)