Goroel Fireblood the Fevered Stoker of the Flames, Drillmaster of Battle

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Description

The first thing you notice about the dwarf before you is, curiously, that
he has no beard. Where a lush and think beard should be is a nothing but
some slighly graying stubble that appears to be well kept and neat. Upon
the right side of the dwarfs neck, jest below his jawline, is a large
tattoo of an incarnadine spiral. His face, neck, and from what you can
tell from the rest of his exposed skin, is heavily scarred. The most
prominant of which appear to be extremely bad burns and weird circular
wounds that appear almost like wounds from arrows that have been removed.
His black eyebrows frame large blue eyes that seem to be constantly
shifting around looking for threats. His nose has a large kink in it,
clearly from an improperly set brake. His face also features a large
triple line horizontal scar from one cheek, across the bridge of his
nose, to his other cheek, it appears to have been from a very large claw
strike to his face. His hair trails down his back and is tied around the
height of his waist to keep it from getting in his way too much. His
frame is immense, his shoulders appear almost unnaturally wide for one of
his kind and are the foundations for equally impressive arms. Through his
armor and clothing you can almost make out what appears to be a tattoo of
a large black dragon sitting atop a mound of tankards with a little fela
standing beside. He appears to be in fighting form, extremely fit,
without even a hint of a beer gut which his kind are so reknowned for.

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Score

Level	51	Sex	male	Race	dwarf
Ethos	Chaotic	Align	Neutral	Class	warrior
Practices	1	Trains	2	Hometown	Tir-Talath
Exp	512900	To Level	24350	Sphere	Rage
Age middle-aged, 194 years old (233 hours)
Hit Points	1233	Mana	490	Movement	1048
Strength	22	Intelligence	19	Wisdom	19
Dexterity	18	Constitution	20	Charisma	17
Carry #	0/33	Carry Weight	0 lb 0 oz
Gold	1	Silver	448	Copper	279
Wimpy	270	Morale	Moderate
Hitroll	31	Damroll	49

Role

Chapter 8

The beginning
Added Wed Jan 28 21:40:32 2009 at level 1:

In my family you are either a blacksmith, a stonemason or a soldier. If
you are not one of these then you are nothing, cousin Jirhal found this
out when he decided to dedicate his life to that of painting. He is no
longer a member of our family, is not talked to, talked of, or invited to
anything we did. But this is my story, this is my record of what has been
my beginning but will not be my ending.

My father is a blacksmith, he would spend every hour of every day in
front of a forge forming weapons, tools, anything and everything from
seemingly useless blocks of metal. He began to teach me from a very young
age how to do almost all of his trade. He had me manning the fire, he had
me striking the molten metal to basic shapes and he had me carrying the
raw materials. It was a hard life to grow into but the fires of his forge
melted away any excuses I had to not live a hard life. Yet from the first
day I started he did not forget to inform me that this was not my path. I
was not to become a blacksmith, no, I was to become a soldier. My father
began taking me around to my uncles, and aunts, and I began my training
to fight. They would beat me, they would fight me, or they would brawl
with me to make me better. It was never proper lessons in the sense that
was no classroom but I learnt, oh did I learn how to fight. The lessons
were harsh, and they were thorough, and yet the next day my father would
expect me in the forge with him helping him and doing my work, no matter
how badly beaten I was. Once there was no more my family could teach me
my father began taking me to bars in the evenings. He would go and stir
up as much trouble as he could and direct it all on me, he would make me
fight strangers, groups of strangers, even friends just to see how I
could handle it. I handled it, I was always the last one standing,
everytime. But after awhile the bars started banning us for destroying
too much of their furniture during the brawls. It was an interesting
childhood, and I made many good friends in those days from the brawls.
They would buy me beers, of which my father would drink most of, after
they had picked themselves up and slapped me on the back for a good job.
Still I would be in the forge pounding out impurities in metals or
carring around baskets of ore. After some time my father let me in on my
path in life. He told me that from a very early age he realised I had the
fire blood. He went on to explain that while he had fire hands, which
allowed him to be one of the finer smiths, I had fire blood, which was
what made me such a great fighter. He said that as a baby once I got
angry it would not end, it would go on for days until I had what I
wanted, and he told me that the same thing happened when I was brawling
in the bar.

Role

Chapter 7

The beginning pt3
Added Wed Jan 28 21:44:42 2009 at level 1:

As soon as one of my foes said a drunken insult my eyes clouded over and
the blood kicked in and kicked out at those around me. He said it was a
sight to behold, and it was why I was always so respected after everyone
had picked themselves up. He explained to me that coming up was the
tournament for the Kings Clasp. It was a generational competition to find
members for the honored and famous Kings Guard, once very generation.
Whomever won all of their fights would win the clasp, a place among the
Kings Guard and the greatest honor among soldiers for their family for an
entire generation. He, no, my entire family, expected me to win, it was
why they had all done their part in training me in their favourite
weapons, the use of armors and how to kill, which was beyond my father.

I rose to the challenge, I worked extra hard for my father to build my
strength and thrashed as many of my family as I could to hone my
abilities with blades, hammers, all kinds of weapons. I was ready, I was
willing and I was going to do this for them all. The tournament was
grand. It was held within the castle itself, before the Kings throne and
his guard. My first five fights were close, were hard, but in the end
were much like the bar brawls. Those I beat would slap me on the back and
wish me well and offer my father ale for raising such a fine lad. It
wasn't until the last fight that things became different, that everything
changed. My foe was not a kin, was not a dwarf, he was a human, a man. As
soon as the announcement was made that he was being placed into the final
fight, instead of the dwarf who had rightfully earned the place there was
an upror among the crowd. I did not mind, a foe was a foe, whether they
were human, dwarf, or even an elf! I strode out onto the floor wearing my
fathers finest plate armor and with a blade of which the likes none had
ever seen before, it was my fathers finest creation and it was made
specifically for this day, for this fight, for this honor. I closed the
gap between us in moments and drove my sword towards the mans gut, and to
my surprise he did not react, did not cower, did not even move, he just
watched me. As my blade struck home and the crowd rose to their feet I
knew there was something wrong. It had not felt like my blade had struck
flesh, it had been deflected....by magic! My blade had not even touched
his clothing! I swung again, and again, and again, yet my blades did not
even scratch him. Each and everytime my blade struck it bounced away
within inches of his flesh. It felt like an eternity of striking but it
must have been mere moments before he spoke to me, I will never forget
the words he spoke as they will haunt me for eternity "Put you worthless
blade down, dwarf, your time is up, it is time to end this."

Role

Chapter 6

The beginning (the real pt3)
Added Wed Jan 28 21:46:24 2009 at level 1:

After speaking he merely raised his hand and I was flung away in a ball
of fire. I do not remember much more of the fight, I believe the words,
or the flames, had ignited my fire blood and I was not able to fully
comprehend what happened after that. But I do remember bits and pieces. I
remember my face burning as if it were on fire, I remember pieces of ice
as large as my fingers piercing right through my arms, my legs, my body.
I remember winds trying to tear me apart and I remember more fire, more
heat, more pain, as if I was lying in a forge. But the one last thing I
remember was that each time I was knocked down, each time he thought he
had won, I rose up. I brought my sword to a ready position and advanced
once more. I did not give up, I would not give up, I COULD not give up. I
would defeat him, I would win the clasp and I would win the honor for my
father and my family!

I was told after, while I was healing in the Kings Guards barracks that
my father watched every gruesome moment of my battle and when he saw that
I did not rise anymore he turned and strode from the castle, tears
falling from his eyes. The King had taken pity on me and had called the
fight himself. He had ended it by letting a human take one of our most
glorious honors. He had let a wizard, a magic user, a weak bodied slave
to the veil of magic take the greatest honor of those who dedicate their
life to the arts of combat! It was a disgrace. I was a disgrace. I left
the barracks and the healers as soon as I could, against their worries of
permanent scarring to the majority of my body. These would be my personal
marks of shame for the rest of my life. They would be there to remind me
of what I was capable of when the my bloody was ignited by the rage, the
hate, the anger that was dwelling and waiting to come out. I went home in
the middle of the night, collected what few belongings I would need and
left. I left my family as they had left me. I left my family so they
would not need to bear the shame of a failed soldier, of a failed son, of
a failed honor. I will return one day. I will return one day after I have
done enough to bring honor upon my entire family for all eternity. I will
train myself harder then they believe possible, until I am stronger then
they could ever imagine, and I will become the soldier that I know I can
become, and he will be proud. My father will forgive me and be proud and
all will be just once more.

Role

Chapter 5

Awakening
Added Sat Mar 7 19:34:37 2009 at level 45:

As the fire roared, and the blade neared my neck, edging ever closer and
closer, the Goddess Iunna asked "There's no way I can stop you, is
there?" I shook my head and gruffly replied "No, ain't bein none". As the
blade began to pull on my skin and scrape the beard away I remembered how
I felt when I vowed to do this. Within moments of waking from my hut a
gruff voice, that of the Biddy's, had started hammering me about
everything I had accomplished in my life. At first I thought it humour, I
could take it, I had heard worse, but then it kept going, became worse,
to the point that she told me I had spent my entire life with my head up
my arse, smelling shit. A line inside was crossed. All my life I had
spent fighting and earning what I had recieved. Respect from my family,
my abilities in battle, my Hut in the Village, even the friendships of
those I call brothers and sisters. Yet the one thing that I had not, that
I, personally, had not fought for was my faith, my blind faith, in the
patron Goddess of my people. I had been brought up to believe that her
way was the one way. But after she kicked me from the heavens instead of
meeting me, when she dumped me in the latrine hole and emptied out the
only tankard of grog I had, and then transpired so that I would fall to
the denizens of the underworld, she had lost my faith, she had lost my
respect, she had lost any feelings of devotion I had for her. It made me
realise that my faith in her hadn't made me the person I am, I had made
me the person I am. Through my actions, through my resolve, through my
own drive I had accomplished everything I am now. She was not worthy of
my faith, she was not worthy of my actions, she was not worthy of me. And
in my anger, in my rage, I yelled that I would shave off my beard as a
sign of my loss of respect for her, and I am a man of my word. It would
represent everything that I believed her to be being removed from my
body. This was my oath, and so my actions must fit. I would make my own
path, I would make my own decisions, unclouded by my blind faith, and I
would be greater then I had dreamed possible, and then my father would
respect me, he would welcome me back. Yet I would tell him that my place
was now somewhere else, and in doing so he would respect me even more.
This is what will come to pass, this is what will be, and all because of
the decisions I make, not those I thought were for another.

Role

Chapter 4

The drunkard and the dragon
Added Tue Mar 17 14:28:23 2009 at level 51:

"Yah know, I've not had the pleasure of inking one of your kin before.
You arms, such a magnificant canvas!" "Yah doin' it like ah asked, eh? Ah
want it ta be jest right!" "Aye, aye, it's going to be magnificant!"

The pain started again as the inker began piercing my skin once more. Two
of my brothers, two of the best friends, the best brothers I could have
ever have had, have passed on. They believed in something bigger then
themselves, they fought and died for it, and I still stand, I still
fight. If I did anything but continue, no, strive to be better then I am,
then I would be disgracing everything they stood for. I would be
disgracing their memories, their spirits. They've left their mark on my
mind, on my very being, it's time they left their mark on my body too. I
go on for my family, for my Lady, and now for them. They feed my fire,
they drive me on, and I will live a life they could be being proud of,
all of them. The pain had ended, it was over, and yet it was worth it, so
worth it.

"Alright, be careful of it for a day or two, let it heal up, then just
make sure to keep it pretty, don't be getting cut on it!"

Atop a massive mound of large dwarven tankards, all with a giant 'A'
clearly carved into the sides, sits a gigantic black dragon. The dragon
sits with wings fully spread, front claws in the air reaching as if to
tear anything and everything apart. Its eyes look manic, fiery and
fierce, as blood flows freely from its wide open maw from the skulls
sitting inside. It looks pissed off, angry, and more then a match for
anything that wishes a fight. Upon its exposed chest and stomach is a
giant incarnadine spiral. Standing to the dragons right, confidant and
proud, is a diminutive fela. Her features are hard to distinguish but the
fire that seems to originate from her very skin blazes with an intensity
unrivaled by even the dragon. Her left hand rests upon the dragons left
leg, tenderly keeping a grasp as if to give it a guiding hand and
reassurance. The colours of the dragon, the tankards and the fela are
inked to an extreme so that they almost seem to come alive as the bicep
muscles in the right arm move. The wings cover the entire upper arm,
curling from near the back to almost touching the chest. No expense has
been spared in making sure that the tattoo lasts an eternity and stands
out like no other ink can.

Role

Chapter 3

The return
Added Sat Apr 11 20:02:41 2009 at level 51:

There was a commotion at the gates, there was trouble! Looking around the
corner of the alley I peeked out for a quick glance, but after seeing
what was transpiring I somehow knew I wasn't in any danger. There was a
large hooded man, a kin, standing just inside the gates. I couldn't see
much from beneath the cloak, all I saw was spikes sticking out of the
gaps in the cloak and what seemed like spikes pushing up the cloak
itself. But what I did see was that the dwarf with the hood had no beard!
His face was badly scarred and almost hairless! He also seemed to have a
large bright tattoo on the right side of his neck. I couldn't hear what
was being said but one of the guards moved close and went to reach for
one of the strangers shoulders. But just as he was about to touch the
stranger the stranger moved with an uncanny speed and laid the guard flat
with one blow to his stomach! I had never seen such speed or strength, it
was as if the tales my father had told me had come to life and decided to
visit me. The second guard rose his hands into the air and slowly backed
off, moving to help his friend up, and it was then that I saw that the
stranger wasn't alone. Standing just behind him was what seemed to be a
diminutive fela, she too was wearing a cloak but unlike the strangers it
was alot more regal and didn't cover her face. As the stranger strode off
down the road she began to stride behind him, easily catching up to him,
with what seemed like a wry smile spreading across her features. The
stranger crossed right in front of the alley I was hiding in, gave me a
quick smile and kept walking past, straight to the smith's house. He
strode up to the front door with a purpose and pounded on it three times,
then slowly took a couple of steps back until he was beside the fela, and
then he waited. After a few moments the door was opened by an old dwarven
lady, her hair was all grey and she was alot smaller, physically, but
their faces were similar enough to be related. By now a crowd had begun
to form around the duo by the smith's door, so I thought it safe enough
to approach closer and find out what was going on, such excitement! As I
wormed my way through the small crowd to get to the front I was just in
time to hear the stranger proclaim to the old lady "Ma, ahm 'ome." The
old lady seemed to have been struck a physical blow, she staggered back a
step, dropped to her knees and began wailing. Tears streamed down her
face, and it sounded like she was choking because she was crying so
loudly. "Mah child, yah 'ome! By tha Gods ah knew yah were alright!"
after which she went back to her violent sobbing. The stranger, Goroel,
stood stone still, he looked almost surprised to hear the compassion in
her voice!

Role

Chapter 2

The return pt2
Added Sat Apr 11 20:04:07 2009 at level 51:

As he stood there, taken aback, the elderly and yet still physically
large smith strode out of the doorway towards his sobbing wife and the
growing crowd. "What in tha bloody 'ells are yah sobbin' fer, woman? An
what in tha fires o' tha forge ah yah all starin' at yah nosy gits? An
who tha bloody 'ell are yah yah bald an ugly spikey lout?!". Goroel
hesitated but a moment before taking a stride forward and proclaiming
loudly, so that all might hear "Ahm bloody bein' tha Drillmaster o' tha
village o' BattleRagers, ahm bloody bein' one o' tha Goddess o' Wars
marked, ahm bloody bein' one o' tha strongest fighters these bloomin'
lands 'ave ever seen, ahm bein' tha bloody beardless destroyer o' magic,
and, yah fat, lazy, slow ass ol' man, ahm bein' yah bloody son!" It
appeared almost as if the fire in the strangers eyes would jump out and
cook everyone alive, his gaze was so intense! The fela standing just to
the strangers side now had a large grin across her face, and a hand
resting on his right shoulder, supporting and at the same time holding
him in place. The smith stared long and hard at Goroel, the Drillmaster,
his eyes never leaving the strangers face, and as he took a slow step
forward he muttered under his breath "Mah son died to magic a long, long
time ago, 'e was bein' weak." The strike came out of nowhere. One moment
the dwarf was standing there, rigid and waiting, with the fela's claw on
his shoulder and the next her claw was raised and he was a blur. His cloak
billowed in the air as it slowly floated to the ground after falling from
the dwarfs broad shoulders and his gauntleted fist flashed through the
air to strike the smith square in the jaw. The smith flew back towards
the house, in the air, to fly straight into the wide open door of the
house that was resting against the wall. As his body struck the door it
cracked and blew apart, absorbing all of the force of the strike. The
crowd was stunned, the smith's wife was silent, the only person who had
expected what had happened seemed to have been the fela, who now looked
on as if this were the most important thing she had ever seen.

Role

Chapter 1

The return pt3
Added Sat Apr 11 20:06:24 2009 at level 51:

The stranger, the Drillmaster, the lost son, strode towards his fallen
father. His spiked armor glistened in the sunlight from a combination of
oils to keep it in top shape and from what appeared to be dried patches
of blood. As he neared the fallen figure he stopped once more and just
looked down at the crumpled heap of dwarf. A gurgling mutter could be
heard over the dead silent crowd "Son, ah thought yah was bloody lost ta
me. Ah thought tha worst! Ah thought yah was dead! Ahm, ah, ahm, ahm
bloody glad yah back, ah've missed yah yah daft twit. Ah'd 'eard tales,
stories an tha like, o' one from our city that was bein' a betrayer to
'is kin, 'bout one who was becomin' strong, one who was becomin' blessed
by tha Gods 'emselves an each day ah 'oped it was yah, 'oped more'n
anythin yah were safe. An after feelin' what yah can do, son, ahm proud
ta say ahm bloody 'onored ta 'ave raised such a strong son!" A near
silent snuffle came from the returned son before a grin broke out across
his face. "Pa, ah got so much ta tell yah, so bloody much! But first o'
all there's someone ah want yah ta meet. This 'ere, this is mah Lady,
this is tha one who 'as mah 'eart, mah soul an everythin' ahm bein'. Ah'd
like ta introduce yah to mah Lady Iunna." At the mention of her name a
startled look came across the smith and his wife while the entire crowd
took a hesitant step back, unsure on what to do. But before anyone could
react Goroel continued "But before we be gettin' to tha catchin' up ah've
got somethin' ta bloody take care o'. Pa, tha blade, still bein' in mah
closet?" As the smith sat up, back against the wall for support, he
nodded slowly and as he did so the Drillmaster strode into the house and
quickly returned with a blade of which the likes none of us had ever seen
before. It shined in the light, seeming to sing in anticipation as the
air moved over its edges. "Ah'll be right back Ma. Pa, ahm goin' ta right
a wrong that's been sittin' over mah 'ead fer so bloody long." The
stranger strode past the crowd quickly, heading straight towards the
palace. As he neared the open palace gates he raised his face to the
battlements, to the ramparts, to the heavens themselves and bellowed with
all the rage he could muster, all the anger, all the frustration he had
pent up over his entire life "Put yah worthless magics down, 'uman, yah
time is up, it's bein time ta bloody end this once an fer all! Ahm comin'
fer yah, an this time yah tricks won't be doin' yah no good!"

Skill List

Level 26	jab	100%
Level 26	eyejab	90%
Level 27	parting blow	92%
Level 27	choke	78%
Level 29	riposte	94%
Level 30	careful vision	1%
Level 30	fourth attack	100%
Level 30	dash	82%
Level 31	flurry	93%
Level 32	entwine	100%
Level 34	pull	75%
Level 35	precise aim	84%
Level 36	bone armor use	88%
Level 46	enhanced reactions	95%

Immortal Comments

Thu Feb 12 00:37:55 2009 by 'Yean' at level 23 (28 hrs):
'Fer honor, fer respect an fer a better world!' - We have a miss universe warcry here! :p

Thu Feb 19 12:24:14 2009 by 'An Immortal' at level 32 (54 hrs):
An Immortal added 1000 exp for: Nice little role about a brawling lad who disappointed dad by getting whooped by a mage. Of course we are out for some redemption and mage killing now.

Fri Feb 20 01:32:21 2009 by 'An Immortal' at level 33 (57 hrs):
An Immortal added 300 exp for: Just saying some funny stuff over CB trying to understand Zauvlahn.

Sun Feb 22 21:56:39 2009 by 'Iunna' at level 38 (69 hrs):
This guy cracks me up with the constant CB chatter. He's funny.

Wed Feb 25 20:17:47 2009 by 'An Immortal' at level 41 (83 hrs):
An Immortal added 300 exp for: Fun little interaction with Iunners.

Sat Mar 7 19:38:31 2009 by 'An Immortal' at level 45 (105 hrs):
An Immortal added 400 exp for: Role update - We've repudiated Ysaloerye, and shaved our beard off to prove it.

Mon Mar 9 11:45:11 2009 by 'Ysaloerye' at level 48 (114 hrs):
Some fun racial stuff, after a set-to with the Biddy he shaved off his beard. Ancestral Curse flaw laid in him and Repulsive flaw.

Mon Mar 9 11:46:13 2009 by 'Ysaloerye' at level 48 (114 hrs):
To get the Beardless Betrayer of Dwarven Traits title when someone sees him.

Wed Mar 11 01:32:37 2009 by 'Iunna' at level 49 (122 hrs):
He has RP'd with me a lot, bless his heart, and humors me well. Gets the religion, tied it to all together, all around good guy. Tattoosies.

Thu Mar 12 23:41:29 2009 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (124 hrs):
An Immortal added 500 exp for: Because he's been an awesome kid, and I forgot to give him tattoo goodness.

Tue Mar 17 15:16:13 2009 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (140 hrs):
An Immortal added 400 exp for: Role update - we got a tattoo to commemorate Anckree, Grawshen and Iunners. Aww.

Sat Apr 4 22:40:44 2009 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (194 hrs):
An Immortal added 2000 exp for: For participating in the Rites, earning Drillmaster and getting to be a guinea pig for Zulg's pimp new battle rites area code :p

Tue Apr 7 20:39:39 2009 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (206 hrs):
An Immortal added 350 exp for: A particularly poignant comment to Arriku about her inability to just speak her mind without stumbling over niceties.

Sun Apr 12 18:08:08 2009 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (215 hrs):
An Immortal added 400 exp for: Took the gal home to meet the parents, clear the air, and beat the shit outta our arch-nemesis.

PK Gank-O-Meter

PK Gank-O-Meter

Total PK Wins	49
Total PK Assists	7
Average Group Size Per Kill	1.27

Death's Gank-O-Meter says: Self-Reliant

Average Group Size Per Death

2.00

Death's Ganked-O-Meter says: Death By Minor Mob Scene

PK Statistics

PK Statistics

Total PK Wins	49 (29 at level 51)
Total PK Losses	28
Total Mob Deaths	7

PK Wins by Class
VS. thief	2
VS. warrior	23
VS. anti-paladin	1
VS. ranger	4
VS. invoker	2
VS. necromancer	4
VS. bard	2
VS. conjurer	3
VS. shapeshifter	8

PK Wins by Cabal
VS. None	14
VS. OUTLANDER	1
VS. BATTLE	1
VS. EMPIRE	7
VS. SCION	5
VS. NEXUS	19
VS. TRIBUNAL	2

PK Wins by Align
VS. Good	4
VS. Neutral	25
VS. Evil	20

PK Deaths by Class
VS. transmuter	2
VS. warrior	12
VS. assassin	2
VS. necromancer	3
VS. bard	2
VS. shaman	2
VS. shapeshifter	5

PK Deaths by Cabal
VS. None	6
VS. OUTLANDER	2
VS. EMPIRE	9
VS. SCION	2
VS. NEXUS	8
VS. TRIBUNAL	1

PK Deaths by Align
VS. Good	2
VS. Neutral	9
VS. Evil	17

Cabal Powers List

Level 10	spellbane	98%
Level 12	resistance	100%
Level 25	truesight	100%
Level 35	bloodthirst	76%

Best Set of Equipment

worn on finger	a moss-lined ring, set with turquoise
worn on finger	a pale white skull ring
worn around neck	(Humming) a fine stole of white ermine
worn around neck	(Humming) a fine stole of white ermine
worn on body	a midnight dragon hide
worn on head	a helmet with a long spike
worn on face	a primitive fertility mask
worn on legs	a pair of jagged leggings
worn on feet	a pair of spiked boots
worn on hands	some spiked gauntlets
worn on arms	a pair of jagged arm guards
worn about body	a skin from the snow leopard
worn around waist	(Humming) a tight mithril coil
worn on wrist	a steel lamellar bracer
worn on wrist	a steel lamellar bracer
	cabal leader weapon
	(Glowing) (Humming) the ivory-hilted wakizashi
	an incarnadine spiral

Skill List

Level 1	axe	81%
Level 1	dagger	92%
Level 1	flail	100%
Level 1	mace	84%
Level 1	polearm	82%
Level 1	spear	81%
Level 1	sword	100%
Level 1	staff	79%
Level 1	whip	100%
Level 1	enhanced damage	100%
Level 1	hand to hand	97%
Level 1	parry	100%
Level 1	rescue	75%
Level 1	recall	100%
Level 1	shield block	88%
Level 1	stone armor use	80%
Level 2	improved compare	92%
Level 2	improved consider	91%
Level 2	elbow	1%
Level 2	metal armor use	100%
Level 2	light armor use	94%
Level 3	dirt kicking	100%
Level 4	aim	100%
Level 4	knee	1%
Level 5	second attack	100%
Level 6	fast healing	100%
Level 8	kick	75%
Level 10	disarm	100%
Level 10	feint	78%
Level 12	third attack	100%
Level 12	dual wield	100%
Level 13	dodge	100%
Level 14	haggle	77%
Level 14	pierce	1%
Level 15	bash	87%
Level 15	trip	100%
Level 15	shield cleave	77%
Level 15	pugil	1%
Level 15	meditation	100%
Level 16	charge	1%
Level 17	thrust	1%
Level 18	berserk	100%
Level 18	lash	87%
Level 19	slice	1%
Level 20	deathblow	100%
Level 20	warcry	98%
Level 20	flourintine	100%
Level 20	sting	79%
Level 20	bludgeon	81%
Level 20	pen	1%
Level 20	discern spell	72%
Level 21	lore	95%
Level 21	retreat	80%
Level 22	cross	97%
Level 23	offhand disarm	76%
Level 23	trophy	77%
Level 23	poultice	77%
Level 24	evade	75%
Level 24	double thrust	93%
Level 24	strip	100%
Level 25	drive	75%

Title History

Fri Feb 6 03:05:43 2009, level 15 (12 hrs):
Goroel the Pugilist, Village Applicant

Sun Feb 22 22:23:56 2009, level 38 (69 hrs):
Goroel Fireblood the Battle-Hardened

Tue Mar 10 16:06:32 2009, level 48 (114 hrs):
Goroel Fireblood the Student of the Macalla, Beardless Betrayer of Dwarven Traits

Tue Mar 31 19:39:40 2009, level 51 (186 hrs):
Goroel Fireblood the Fevered Stoker of the Flames, Beardless Betrayer of Dwarven Traits

Sat Apr 4 22:27:14 2009, level 51 (194 hrs):
Goroel Fireblood the Fevered Stoker of the Flames, Drillmaster of Battle

PK Wins

Apr 7, 2009 |Lv 51|BattleRager Village|Kassibaz vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Apr 7, 2009 |Lv 51|The Eastern Road|Soerd vs 2: Goroel (84%,KB), Uggro (15%)
Apr 8, 2009 |Lv 51|The Eastern Road|Bedigink vs 2: Goroel (94%,KB), Uggro (5%)
Apr 9, 2009 |Lv 51|Mount Kiadana-Rah|Soerd vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Apr 9, 2009 |Lv 51|The Eastern Road|Bedigink vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Apr 9, 2009 |Lv 51|BattleRager Village|Xergoth vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Apr 11, 2009|Lv 51|Grinning Skull Village|Mizheng vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Apr 11, 2009|Lv 51|The Eastern Road|Bedigink vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Apr 12, 2009|Lv 51|The Nexus Island|Kassibaz vs 2: Woldrun (65%,KB), Goroel (34%)
Apr 13, 2009|Lv 51|Village of Mal'trakis|Oephea vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Apr 14, 2009|Lv 51|Voralian City|Oephea vs 2: Goroel (100%,KB), Tirnivian (0%)
Apr 16, 2009|Lv 51|Galadon|Soerd vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Apr 16, 2009|Lv 51|The Tahril Mountains|Mizheng vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)

PK Wins

Feb 6, 2009 |Lv 15|The Vale of Arendyl|Othraxiitra vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Feb 11, 2009|Lv 22|The Eastern Road|Igleshta vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Feb 11, 2009|Lv 22|The Eastern Road|Adeglicfh vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Feb 12, 2009|Lv 25|Forgotten Crypts|Bremmer vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Feb 12, 2009|Lv 25|The Ruins of Ostalagiah|Koltan vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Feb 12, 2009|Lv 25|The Ruins of Ostalagiah|Koltan vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Feb 14, 2009|Lv 26|Akan|Chizirah vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Feb 15, 2009|Lv 30|The Drogran Hills|Elzebeth vs 2: Goroel (59%,KB), Srakh (40%)
Feb 17, 2009|Lv 32|Balator|Socapex vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Feb 17, 2009|Lv 32|The Frigid Wasteland|Kalardi vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Feb 21, 2009|Lv 34|Galadon|Nanthka vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Feb 22, 2009|Lv 38|The Eastern Road|Klargg vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Feb 22, 2009|Lv 38|The Ruins of Ostalagiah|Klargg vs 2: Anckree (3%,KB), Goroel (96%)
Feb 25, 2009|Lv 41|Mount Kiadana-Rah|Phewt vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Feb 26, 2009|Lv 42|The Eastern Road|Ekavlu vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Mar 5, 2009 |Lv 45|The Eastern Road|Traphe vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Mar 5, 2009 |Lv 45|The Eastern Road|Aila vs 3: Noctrell (29%,KB), Traphe (1%), Goroel (69%)
Mar 5, 2009 |Lv 45|The Eastern Road|Traphe vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Mar 6, 2009 |Lv 45|Udgaard|Firbuhr vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Mar 8, 2009 |Lv 47|Mount Calandaryl|Varissa vs 3: Anglarctana (36%,KB), Goroel (15%), Jieloeud (48%)
Mar 8, 2009 |Lv 47|BattleRager Village|Anglarctana vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Mar 10, 2009|Lv 49|BattleRager Village|Kassibaz vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Mar 11, 2009|Lv 49|The Ruins of Ostalagiah|Kassibaz vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Mar 12, 2009|Lv 51|The Eastern Road|Kassibaz vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Mar 14, 2009|Lv 51|The Nexus Island|Jnoxri vs 3: Borkahd (46%), Goroel (10%), Woldrun (42%, KB)
Mar 15, 2009|Lv 51|Galadon|Golgorath vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Mar 18, 2009|Lv 51|Velkyn Oloth|Tameron vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Mar 18, 2009|Lv 51|Akan|Malnch vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Mar 19, 2009|Lv 51|BattleRager Village|Dolce vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Mar 20, 2009|Lv 51|Mount Kiadana-Rah|Bashibuzuk vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Mar 20, 2009|Lv 51|Mount Kiadana-Rah|Barrkooz vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Mar 20, 2009|Lv 51|Galadon|Girenshosh vs 2: Iktul (79%,KB), Goroel (20%)
Mar 23, 2009|Lv 51|Shepherd's Row|Kassibaz vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Mar 23, 2009|Lv 51|The Drogran Hills|Kassibaz vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Mar 24, 2009|Lv 51|Underdark|Mizheng vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Mar 24, 2009|Lv 51|BattleRager Village|Dracmael vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Mar 24, 2009|Lv 51|BattleRager Village|Dracmael vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Mar 25, 2009|Lv 51|BattleRager Village|Hylvria vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Mar 26, 2009|Lv 51|Galadon|Daerni vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Mar 31, 2009|Lv 51|Silverwood|Delagny vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Apr 2, 2009 |Lv 51|The Drogran Hills|Kassibaz vs 1: Goroel (100%,KB)
Apr 4, 2009 |Lv 51|The Nexus Island|Kassibaz vs 2: Razcliff (17%), Goroel (82%, KB)
Apr 5, 2009 |Lv 51|The Eastern Road|Cabbeza vs 2: Vexarrin (16%,KB), Goroel (83%)

PK Deaths

Feb 12, 2009|Lv 25|The Ruins of Ostalagiah|vs 1: Koltan (100%,KB)
Feb 17, 2009|Lv 32|The Imperial Lands|vs 2: Elzebeth (15%), Jelke (84%, KB)
Feb 25, 2009|Lv 41|Forgotten Crypts|vs 3: Elzebeth (35%), Flimbert (59%, KB), Ekavlu (5%)
Feb 28, 2009|Lv 45|The Eastern Road|vs 2: Phewt (5%), Kassibaz (94%, KB)
Feb 28, 2009|Lv 45|BattleRager Village|vs 1: Kassibaz (100%,KB)
Mar 6, 2009 |Lv 45|Mount Kiadana-Rah|vs 1: Datsue (100%,KB)
Mar 8, 2009 |Lv 45|Galadon|vs 1: Zubi (100%,KB)
Mar 8, 2009 |Lv 46|The Ruins of Ostalagiah|vs 1: Kassibaz (100%,KB)
Mar 10, 2009|Lv 48|The Eastern Road|vs 3: Phewt (8%), Mina (0%), Ahtieli (91%, KB)
Mar 10, 2009|Lv 48|BattleRager Village|vs 3: Elzebeth (2%), Mirto (81%, KB), Ahtieli (16%)
Mar 11, 2009|Lv 49|BattleRager Village|vs 3: Flimbert (27%), Noldarus (7%), Lirieleth (64%, KB)
Mar 12, 2009|Lv 49|Blackclaw Village|vs 1: Kassibaz (100%,KB)
Mar 13, 2009|Lv 51|The Arena|vs 1: Whood (100%,KB)
Mar 15, 2009|Lv 51|The Eastern Road|vs 2: Phewt (25%), Dolce (74%, KB)
Mar 15, 2009|Lv 51|The Ruins of Ostalagiah|vs 2: Marin (19%), Kassibaz (80%, KB)
Mar 18, 2009|Lv 51|BattleRager Village|vs 4: Mirto (70%,KB), Phewt (0%), Dolce (7%), Ahtieli (21%)
Mar 18, 2009|Lv 51|The Imperial Palace|vs 5: Traphe (10%,KB), Ahtieli (18%), Mirto (48%), Phewt (15%), Dolce (7%)
Mar 19, 2009|Lv 51|BattleRager Village|vs 3: Mirto (45%,KB), Dolce (24%), Ahtieli (29%)
Mar 24, 2009|Lv 51|BattleRager Village|vs 3: Mizheng (4%), Nidblot (43%, KB), Dracmael (51%)
Mar 25, 2009|Lv 51|Arkham|vs 1: Satebos (100%,KB)
Mar 26, 2009|Lv 51|The Nexus Island|vs 1: Kassibaz (100%,KB)
Apr 7, 2009 |Lv 51|The Eastern Road|vs 2: Flimbert (47%), Tameron (52%, KB)
Apr 8, 2009 |Lv 51|BattleRager Village|vs 2: Zerrla (95%,KB), Ahtieli (4%)
Apr 9, 2009 |Lv 51|The Eastern Road|vs 3: Ikanu (76%,KB), Kjrorh (21%), Bedigink (2%)
Apr 12, 2009|Lv 51|The Eastern Road|vs 1: Ahtieli (100%,KB)
Apr 12, 2009|Lv 51|Galadon|vs 1: Kassibaz (100%,KB)
Apr 16, 2009|Lv 51|Hamsah Mu'tazz|vs 1: Tameron (100%,KB)
Apr 22, 2009|Lv 51|Domain of Eternal Night|vs 2: Talantir (41%,KB), Inwe (58%)

Leveling History

Jan 28, 2009|Lv 2 |Hr 0 |
Jan 28, 2009|Lv 3 |Hr 0 |
Jan 28, 2009|Lv 4 |Hr 1 |
Jan 28, 2009|Lv 5 |Hr 1 |
Jan 29, 2009|Lv 6 |Hr 1 |
Jan 29, 2009|Lv 7 |Hr 2 |
Jan 29, 2009|Lv 8 |Hr 2 |
Jan 30, 2009|Lv 9 |Hr 2 |
Feb 4, 2009 |Lv 10|Hr 3 |10 Feron,
Feb 4, 2009 |Lv 11|Hr 3 |
Feb 4, 2009 |Lv 12|Hr 5 |
Feb 5, 2009 |Lv 13|Hr 6 |
Feb 5, 2009 |Lv 14|Hr 7 |
Feb 5, 2009 |Lv 15|Hr 8 |
Feb 6, 2009 |Lv 16|Hr 14 |
Feb 8, 2009 |Lv 17|Hr 17 |
Feb 9, 2009 |Lv 18|Hr 19 |18 Ahrnieartz,
Feb 9, 2009 |Lv 19|Hr 20 |19 Ahrnieartz,
Feb 9, 2009 |Lv 20|Hr 20 |20 Ahrnieartz,
Feb 9, 2009 |Lv 21|Hr 22 |
Feb 11, 2009|Lv 22|Hr 27 |14 Woan,
Feb 11, 2009|Lv 23|Hr 31 |22 Xzerach,
Feb 12, 2009|Lv 24|Hr 32 |21 Ahrnieartz,
Feb 12, 2009|Lv 25|Hr 33 |
Feb 12, 2009|Lv 26|Hr 38 |23 Adelin, 21 Baszelmacher,
Feb 14, 2009|Lv 27|Hr 40 |23 Ahrnieartz, 18 Woan,
Feb 14, 2009|Lv 28|Hr 40 |24 Ahrnieartz, 20 Woan,
Feb 14, 2009|Lv 29|Hr 41 |25 Ahrnieartz,
Feb 15, 2009|Lv 30|Hr 43 |25 Vermillon,
Feb 15, 2009|Lv 31|Hr 44 |31 Ameyonthil, 29 Srakh,
Feb 15, 2009|Lv 32|Hr 45 |32 Ameyonthil, 30 Srakh,
Feb 20, 2009|Lv 33|Hr 58 |26 Tenebris, 25 Anckree,
Feb 20, 2009|Lv 34|Hr 59 |27 Tenebris,
Feb 21, 2009|Lv 35|Hr 62 |38 Srakh,
Feb 22, 2009|Lv 36|Hr 66 |36 Arelthas, 41 Srakh,
Feb 22, 2009|Lv 37|Hr 67 |37 Arelthas, 42 Srakh,
Feb 22, 2009|Lv 38|Hr 68 |38 Arelthas, 43 Srakh,
Feb 23, 2009|Lv 39|Hr 72 |40 Arelthas, 34 Anckree,
Feb 24, 2009|Lv 40|Hr 77 |31 Jieloeud,
Feb 24, 2009|Lv 41|Hr 81 |37 Anckree, 31 Jieloeud,
Feb 26, 2009|Lv 42|Hr 88 |38 Anckree,
Feb 26, 2009|Lv 43|Hr 92 |42 Firhindil, 40 Anckree,
Feb 26, 2009|Lv 44|Hr 93 |35 Kohitok, 41 Anckree,
Feb 26, 2009|Lv 45|Hr 93 |36 Kohitok, 42 Anckree,
Mar 8, 2009 |Lv 46|Hr 108|44 Anglarctana, 47 Fyeereth,
Mar 8, 2009 |Lv 47|Hr 110|45 Anglarctana, 37 Jieloeud,
Mar 8, 2009 |Lv 48|Hr 112|47 Bedekleae, 43 Westovar,
Mar 10, 2009|Lv 49|Hr 120|49 Firhindil, 45 Anglarctana,
Mar 12, 2009|Lv 50|Hr 126|50 Firhindil, 47 Anglarctana,
Mar 12, 2009|Lv 51|Hr 126|51 Fyeereth, 51 Firhindil,

Timeline

Mon Feb 9 01:56:55 2009 at level 20 (18 hrs):
Goroel advanced to level 20 <PK: 1-0>

Thu Feb 12 22:48:44 2009 at level 25 (34 hrs):
Inducted into BATTLE by Borkahd.

Sun Feb 15 01:31:58 2009 at level 30 (39 hrs):
Goroel advanced to level 30 <PK: 7-1>

Tue Feb 24 00:50:02 2009 at level 40 (77 hrs):
Goroel advanced to level 40 <PK: 12-2>

Wed Mar 11 00:44:44 2009 at level 49 (120 hrs):
Tattooed by Iunna.

Thu Mar 12 23:41:29 2009 at level 51 (124 hrs):
Goroel advanced to level 51 <PK: 20-12>

Wed Apr 22 14:47:56 2009 at level 51 (232 hrs):
Hero Delete

Mob Deaths

Feb 8, 2009 |Lv 17|Ruins of Delar-Tol|an exhausted man by slash
Feb 22, 2009|Lv 38|The Eastern Road|a Galadonian patrolman by cleave
Mar 5, 2009 |Lv 45|Underdark|the displacer beast by claw
Mar 20, 2009|Lv 51|The Open Plains|a small falcon by peck
Mar 23, 2009|Lv 51|Maethien|a lightning quasi-elemental by electrical discharge

Edges

Forgeborn
Marcher
Twitchy
Overcome Distortion
Armorsmith
Shield Eyes
Battle Tested
Quick Healer
Repulsive
Dove of Spring Dawn
Hawk of Summer Afternoon
Eagle of Autumn Evening
Owl of Winter Night
Thick Veined
Ancestral Curse

Cabal Specifics

Cabal Statistics

# of logins with their cabal item	108
# of logins without their cabal item	3
# of logouts with their cabal item	103
# of logouts without their cabal item	2
# of times they lost their cabal item	6
# of times they retrieved their cabal item	5
# of times they took another cabal item	20

Class Specifics

Weapon Specializations

Sword

Whip and Flail

Legacies

Cry of Thunder

Maelstrom of the Veils

Statistics

Experience Breakdown

Experience from Cabal raiding	17400
Experience from Skill improvements	11269
Experience from Exploration	7600
Experience from Quests	5650
Experience from Commerce	335

Adventuring Statistics

Character Created	Wed Jan 28 21:29:24 2009
Quests Completed	14
Exploration Points Found	27
Bonus Experience from Immortals	5650
(WANTED) Criminal	5 times
Hours spent at Hero	107 hours
% of lifetime in the wilderness	28 %
% of lifetime in the cities	7 %
% of lifetime in the Inn of the Eternal Star	0 %
% of lifetime caballed	84 %