Umeruguu Uu'Gen the Hand of the Unseen, Bandit King of Hamsah Mu'tazz

---

Description

Umeruguu is as thick and squat as an Ironwood stump and probably as
immovable. He's tall for a duergar, standing a little over five feet in
height. That extra height is necessary to keep him from looking like a
perfect square, for his broad shoulders and powerful legs make him nearly as
wide as high. His chest bulges out, threatening to tear itself free of
whatever armor he wears. Arms and legs, chorded with the same thick muscle,
are also precariously restrained within sleeves and leggings. Physically, he
cuts an imposing figure.

His eyes are pulled wide and dart with manic intensity. They are red and
swollen. Whether that is from too much drink, too little sleep, or the
manifestation of internal hatred and rage, you cannot say. Perhaps it is some
combination of them all. There is a predatory gleam in those eyes and cunning
that would make any ordinary person uncomfortable.

He has an oily, unruly head of hair with a great black beard to match. It is
unclear if they have ever seen a brush or comb, but it seems unlikely. Indeed
his entire appearance is barbaric. No care has been given to his hygiene or
armor and weapons. Certainly, nothing at all has been done to cleanse them of
the copious blood that covers them.

---

Score

Level	51	Sex	male	Race	duergar
Ethos	Chaotic	Align	Evil	Class	thief
Practices	21	Trains	0	Hometown	Hamsah Mu'tazz
Exp	512900	To Level	24350	Sphere	Rage
Age mature, 90 years old (95 hours)
Hit Points	887	Mana	552	Movement	934
Strength	23	Intelligence	16	Wisdom	18
Dexterity	22	Constitution	20	Charisma	15
Carry #	0/37	Carry Weight	0 lb 0 oz
Gold	71	Silver	171	Copper	3
Wimpy	300	Morale	Moderate
Hitroll	22	Damroll	14

PK Statistics

PK Statistics

Total PK Wins	2 (1 at level 51)
Total PK Losses	8
Total Mob Deaths	6

PK Wins by Class
VS. paladin	1
VS. shapeshifter	1

PK Wins by Cabal
VS. None	1
VS. FORTRESS	1

PK Wins by Align
VS. Good	2
VS. Neutral	0
VS. Evil	0

PK Deaths by Class
VS. warrior	2
VS. assassin	1
VS. ranger	2
VS. invoker	1
VS. shapeshifter	2

PK Deaths by Cabal
VS. FORTRESS	3
VS. OUTLANDER	4
VS. EMPIRE	1

PK Deaths by Align
VS. Good	3
VS. Neutral	2
VS. Evil	3

Role

Chapter 8

A Short Summary of Previous Chapters
Added Mon Dec 27 21:30:04 2021 at level 38:

Umeruugu Uu'Gen was a hangman based out of Hamsah Mu'tazz. When he hangs the
leader of the 'Crows,' a gang of thugs, they take reprisal by leaving him
naked in the Sands of Sorrow and giving his family a gruesome, torturous
death.

Rage overcomes Umeruugu and saves him the desert. It overcomes his fear and
gives him the strength to overtake the thugs. It overcomes his guilt, shame,
and sorrow when he finds his family barely grasping to life and must send
them to the Abyss himself to spare them further suffering. And finally, he
learns the joys of surrendering to Rage when he binds and tortures the
remaining Crows for three bloody days

He resolves the world will know his Rage and seeks Morius as his patron. His
quest is simple: find the way to visit the most hateful fury upon Thera.

Role

Chapter 7

Scene 4: Houseguests
Added Mon Dec 27 21:28:54 2021 at level 38:

There is a penis on the floor of my apartment.

It lies there inert, like a hairless caterpillar bathing in scarlet. It's
there because its former owner expired before I could get around to feeding
it to him. Alas, Rage has not lent itself to good planning. Carnage, on the
other hand? My apartment will testify to its capacity for that.

Before me is an artists' work. A masterpiece of violence. A holy tribute to
the god of Rage. I slump into a chair, not caring about the squish of blood
and dead flesh as I do. It has been thirty-seven straight hours of mayhem
that only ended because the mortal coil of the three Crows, at last, gave in
to my savagery.

With their lives went the hottest flames of my fury, and now I feel weary to
the bone. And hungry. I pick up someone's thumb and gnaw on it, glad for the
readily available sustenance.

I'm going to have to move.

The entirety of the room is adorned with different hues of crimson. Some are
splattered, like when a fast-moving carriage splashes muddy water onto a
white-washed building. Some are in denser puddles, more like a spilled
bucket. Three days of three men's blood mingles on my floor, four walls, and
ceiling.

There are a variety of small body parts lying everywhere. Fingers, toes, the
crumpled glop that was someone's eyelid. A chunk of purple flesh that was a
lower lip. One man's dark gray hand and wrist is on the ground, its base
bound with one of my ropes. That I tightened again and again until the limb
died. Then I sawed it free.

Swallowing the last of my snack, I look at my houseguests, all swollen,
bloody, bound, and dead. Cuts mar each one from head to whatever toes remain.
Ligature marks snake their way around every limb and neck. I wish I knew a
healer that could have kept them alive longer so that I could multiply their
suffering over weeks instead of days.

I never realized just how much I was missing out on by hanging my victims -
what a waste. I could have had so much more fun! This has all been a somewhat
unexpected benefit to my newfound Rage.

And I have no intention of stopping here. All the world must know of my gift.
All must feel my Rage.

Role

Chapter 6

Scene 3: (previous chapter titled incorrectly) The Family II
Added Mon Dec 27 21:26:45 2021 at level 38:

They are all three still.

My knees sink into the hot sand before I know I've fallen to them. Unwanted
tears sting my eyes. My grief is like a dark sea, and I a drowning man. How
is this possible? Why couldn't I save them?

I am a maelstrom of emotions.

Love, for my lost kin.
Guilt, for not saving them.
Sorrow, for my loss.
Fear, that the Crows will find and kill me.
Shame, for my failure and the sobs that shake my body.

For the second time in two days, I find myself wishing for death with my face
in the sand. And, like the last time, I begin to feel the smoldering rage
stoke into flame. This time, tormented as I am, I surrender to it completely.
As it burns away my tears, so too does it burn away love, guilt, sorrow,
fear, shame, and every other emotion there is.

My very soul hot with hate, I rise from the sand. My body roars with such
fury that there is nothing else within me. I am reborn. Lesser emotions,
lesser virtues have all been chased away by the one true virtue: Holy Rage.
Unwilling to ever again try to contain this power, I pound the sands back to
Hamsah Mu'tazz.

For I have houseguests.

Role

Chapter 5

Scene 3: Houseguests I
Added Mon Dec 27 21:21:30 2021 at level 38:

Once again, I find myself back under the beating heat of the desert sun. I
march through the sand toward where the Crows say the bandits are. Even
though I am now clothed and carry water for myself and my family, I decide I
forever hate the sun and sand.

I grind my teeth. Actually, I realize that I am actually starting to hate
absolutely everything.

I crest a dune and find a scene of horror. Amongst the sea of sand, the
remains of my mother, brother and sister hang upon wooden poles blistering
and naked. The poles that puncture them are as thick as my wrists, sharp at
the point and tapered. Each has been driven into the anal cavity of the
victim to the point of perforating the mid-torso. In death, their legs droop,
backs arch, arms wing out and downward, and heads recline backward as if they
perished in exaltation. Sockets picked clean by the birds stare at the sky.

A wooden sign has been pounded into the sands before them. It bears the
message:

HERE LIES THE UU'GEN CLAN
MOTHER, BROTHER, SISTER TO UMERUGUU UU'GEN THE HANGMAN
HE TIED THE ROPE THAT HANGED URDRURN DROL, LEADER OF THE CROWS
WITNESS THE COST HE PAYS
WOE TO ANY WHO DARE CROSS US

I stumble toward the bodies of my family in shock. I feel as if my mind is
aware they are dead, but that my heart is not. I am so numb my ears ring with
a low buzz like I have stood too close to the bell that sounded the death
knell of my only loved ones.

My kid brother, Elbuuruu.
My big sister, Eilneera.
My mother, Erfin, who taught us the wicked ways of the duergar after my
nameless father abandoned her.

A sound comes from Elbuuruu. A whispering.

Gods. He is alive. Barely more than a boy, a soft beard covers his face. His
cracked lips part, trying to say something more. I give him water from my
canteen. Most of it spills down his chest. He tries to speak again. I edge
closer to him, fighting tears. "The... Abyss. Brother. Send me..."

It's then that I notice my mother and sister still wheeze, their burned skin
rising and falling with each insidious breath. My mind cannot fathom the
suffering. There are no tracks in the sand but mine. How long have they been
like this?

I pull my knife. Its hilt is warm from the sun. Tension travels down my arm
as the blade penetrates Elbuuruu's chest and then his heart. Next, my sister.
My mother's body trembles softly with the cries she is too weak to form
fully. "Be with them," I whisper and ram my knife into her breast. She jerks
and then is still.

Role

Chapter 4

Scene 2: The Fight II
Added Mon Dec 27 21:16:14 2021 at level 38:

That thug reaches for his cudgel, and I stuff my hand over his, jamming his
weapon in its loop. I'm so close to him that I can smell he's been drinking
my damn liquor. He sees the unbridled fury in my eyes and misses a beat. I
feel the spray of blood on my face as I slam the knife under his chin, angled
back, so I stick his brainstem on the point of my blade. Reminds me of an
apple on a stick. He falls forward, wet hands desperately trying to hold in
the life that's streaming out his neck.

Four down. One to go.

This man must be the Crow's new leader. I don't know his name, but I know he
didn't come by his position by being a pansy-sniffer. His lips peel back in a
sneer.

I lunge forward with a slash to his face. It glances off his helmet. I parry
the first trust of his dagger easily, knowing it would be a gutshot. Thugs
always go for the gutshot. I quickly dodge three more of his slashes. He's an
experienced fighter, but he relies on fear and intimidation to create
momentum. In the fire of my Rage, I feel nothing but a thirst for his blood
that must be sated. The table's turn and it is he who is afraid.

His thrusts become tentative and too careful. I press him as his wide eyes
search for escape. I circle to my left, away from the door, offering him
what he seeks. As he tries to bolt out of the little room, my knife severs
his roots. First, a deep gash on his right thigh. Then dropping to one knee,
I slam the point of my knife through the top of his foot and pin that fucker
to the floor.

His screams join those of his eviscerated friend and the fading whimpers of
the thug with the hemorrhaging neck.

"WHERE'S ME FEKKIN' FAMILY?!" I roar, my voice bestial with Rage.

"Okay, okay!" Drol's replacement throws his dagger aside in surrender. He
tries to pull the knife from his foot, but he can't stomach the pain, so he
gives up and tries to stop the flow of crimson blood running from his thigh
instead.

I grab the rope I use to make my nooses and bind the two unconscious men and
their leader as best as I can. I put them side-by-side in wooden chairs.
Under threat of death, the thugs reveal my family's location: a bandit camp
in the Araile. The leader says the bandits will sell them into slavery, but
something doesn't look right in his eyes. A lie?

I go to my dirty laundry and find three especially rank socks. Each man gets
one shoved in his mouth. As they gag and their eyes begin to tear, I make
myself plain.

"If yer lyin' ta me, ya feks, yer ain't gonna like what happens when I'm
returnin'."

With the tip of my knife, I slowly point to the crotch of each man in turn.

Their eyes go wide with abject horror.

Role

Chapter 3

Scene 2: The Fight I
Added Mon Dec 27 21:12:34 2021 at level 38:

I have never skulked around the tunnels of the Underdark, but as I approach
my home in Hamsah Mu'tazz, I find my body knows stealth. My footsteps fall
like rose petals on the grave. I hear the slosh of hastily guzzled water from
the city fountain in my belly.

I hear the nearly inaudible creak of floorboards beneath my feet, and I hear
the muffled voices of men inside my apartment.

Fear is so palpable within me that it slithers in my stomach like a thousand
eels trying to flee some ethereal phantom. I want to turn and run. To change
my name and go far away. Start a new life. But I cannot just abandon my
family. That's why I'm here, right? To save them? Or am I here because of the
Rage that blooms quietly in my depths?

I gently pull the handle of my door. Five men are within, rifling through my
belongings, looking for the gold I've earned roping the necks of the
condemned. As I suspected, it is Urdrurn Thul's Crows. Each man is a killer
with a wicked knife or cudgel hooked to his belt. I am unarmed.

I try to swallow. The fear settles into my bones, and I am stuck in time,
teetering between two futures. One where I slip away before I am seen - the
other which is likely very short.

Despite my trembling hands and racing heart, the Rage that took me from the
desert still smolders within. Hearing the voices of my adversaries, seeing
them toss aside my meager possessions like worthless rags, smelling their
stink again, and remembering their taunts as they left me naked in the desert
to die, stokes the fire of my wrath. I clench my fits into balls of hate and
bite down with such ferocity that my jaw trembles.

I boil with waves of righteous Rage that carry me to crash on the shores of
my fate. The fear from a short moment ago is incinerated. Lesser emotions
cannot touch me. I am righteous fury. Unvirtuous ideals have no place within
me. I am a raging torrent, cleansed of mortal weakness.

I am untouchable.

I slip forward. Two shocked men go down in unconscious heaps without even
reaching for weapons. I take a knife from one of them and continue my
assault.

The knife's hilt jolts in my hand as the blade carves through the leather
armor, bone, and flesh of the third man. I feel the heat of blood sluicing
down my arm. Hear the puking as it comes out of the man's mouth. I pull the
knife upward from his belly, holding his weapon hand down, and saw. I stop
shy of his heart so that he will continue to scream. I trip him and ride his
momentum down to the ground, rolling forward then upward to my feet. I land
in front of the next man.

Role

Chapter 2

Scene 1: Naked in the Desert II
Added Mon Dec 27 21:09:11 2021 at level 38:

A feeling like fire fills my mind, burning away the fog. It flashes like
lightning, and my eyes open. Like the torrent of a river, it courses through
my body and demands my muscles find their vigor. I push my chest off the sand
and place my right foot in front of me. Heaving myself up, I stand for the
first time in more than a day.

My Rage for the Crows and this damnable desert propels me onward. As the day
breaks, everything seems like a bleached mirage. The sun is a malevolent fat
troll that squats over the desert, burning my naked skin and punishing me as
I dare to walk beneath it. But neither it nor the shifting sands can stop me
now. Step by determined step, I press forward until I stand before the gates
of Hamsah Mu'tazz.

Role

Chapter 1

Scene 1: Naked in the Desert I
Added Mon Dec 27 21:08:31 2021 at level 38:

From a distance, death must look like the end of a storybook. But, as a
hangman, I have seen death a hundred times. When you're up close, when you
can hear the heaving breaths of the condemned, see the terror in their eyes
as the hood slips over their head, listen to the wooden squeal of a trapdoor
opening, and hear the final, dull snapping of the neck, you know death for
what it is. A simple thing. No glory. No glamour. Just gone.

Death doesn't come at the end of a tale. It comes at the end of my rope.

Urdrurn Drol, the leader of a no-account gang of Hamsah Mu'tazzian thugs
called the "Crows," found himself at the end of my rope. Like all my
'customers,' it wasn't personal. I just did my job. But Drol's associates
didn't see it that way. They saw it as an affront worth avenging in the most
severe way they could imagine.

That's how I find myself naked, beaten, near death, and desperately clawing
my way through the Sands of Sorrow trying to get to my captured family.

My life has disintegrated into fragmented moments of extreme fear and
suffering. New and unfamiliar sensations define it. A dull throb somehow
produces sharp pain in my head from where a thug blackjacked me. The burn of
the sand under my palms and knees. The dryness of my mouth. The cracking of
my lips. The ever-present terror that a benign mound of sand will suddenly
burst alive with angry chaos runners wielding deadly blades.

Then there is the heart-stopping fear for my little brother, sister, and
mother. I don't know what Urdurn Drol's men will do to them in the name of
vengeance.

The sun sets on me for the second time, and the adrenaline that once gave
determination to my steps has long faded. I am alone in the night, afraid and
defeated. The cooling sand is as welcoming to my burned body as the Abyss is
to my broken soul.

Then I think of the faces of Drol's men.

In the encroaching fog of death, I see their smug expressions. I hear their
self-congratulatory insults and the echoes of their laughter. I look into
their eyes and see the look of men who have won and who know it. Men who
think themselves better than Umeruguu Uu'Gen the hangman. Men who dumped me
in the Sands of Sorrow without hope for survival. Men who are torturing my
family right now.

And I cannot abide it

Immortal Comments

Thu Dec 23 14:41:38 2021 by 'An Immortal' at level 34 (17 hrs):
An Immortal added 100 exp for: You almost died to Rage, and then won her over with your story of your murdered family and your revenge.

Thu Dec 23 14:41:53 2021 by 'Morius' at level 34 (17 hrs):
Bring her a list of those you hate and a piece of someone deserving your anger.

Fri Dec 31 08:53:39 2021 by 'An Immortal' at level 40 (59 hrs):
An Immortal added 50 exp for: He's a Morius follower but he wants to work for Joihe, which will be interesting. We're tasked with screwing with the Inn, so he's plotting to kidnap Olin. GASP!

Fri Dec 31 09:30:19 2021 by 'An Immortal' at level 40 (59 hrs):
An Immortal added 2000 exp for: The hangman of Hamsah hangs the leader of the Crows, a bad gang. The members of the gang torture and kill his family and leave him in the desert to die. He lives and takes his rage out on everyone.

Sat Jan 1 09:56:56 2022 by 'Whiysdan' at level 46 (68 hrs):
Good presence lately. Enjoy the lastname!

Mon Jan 3 20:57:19 2022 by 'An Immortal' at level 51 (79 hrs):
An Immortal added 100 exp for: You brought pieces of those you hate and did well enough to please Rage. But then you talked about a heathen god... What a faux pas.

Sun Jan 16 13:47:33 2022 by 'Whiysdan' at level 51 (95 hrs):
Congrats on winning the the January 2022 RC contest! You win 10 thief points.

PK Gank-O-Meter

PK Gank-O-Meter

Total PK Wins	2
Total PK Assists	0
Solo PKs	0
PKs with a group of 2	2
PKs with a group of 3	0
PKs with a group of 4+	0
Average Group Size Per Kill	2.00

Death's Gank-O-Meter says: Hides Behind Allies

Total PK Losses	8
Solo PK Losses	6
PK Losses to a group of 2	2
PK Losses to a group of 3	0
PK Losses to a group of 4+	0
Average Group Size Per Death	1.25

Death's Ganked-O-Meter says: Murdered By The Self-Reliant

Statistics

Experience Breakdown

Experience from Cabal raiding	0
Experience from Skill improvements	13607
Experience from Exploration	13025
Experience from Quests	22800
Experience from Commerce	8260
Experience from Immortals	250
Experience from Observation	14435

Adventuring Statistics

Character Created	Mon Dec 20 09:07:56 2021
Quests Completed	16
Exploration Points Found	68
(WANTED) Criminal	2 times
Murder	2 times
Theft	0 times
Looting	0 times
Offensive of Harmful Powers	0 times
Aiding a Known Criminal	0 times
Assaulting the Spire	0 times
Attacking Guildguards	0 times
Other	0 times
Thickening the Veil	0 items for 0
Thinning the Veil	0 items for 0
Hours spent at Hero	21 hours
% of lifetime in the wilderness	14 %
% of lifetime in the cities	21 %
% of lifetime in the Inn of the Eternal Star	4 %

Skill List

Level 35	shopkeeper favors	70%
Level 36	drag	89%
Level 38	shadow drag	84%
Level 40	city ties	71%
Level 42	opportunity strike	74%
Level 42	guild protection	70%

Skill List

Level 1	dagger	100%
Level 1	mace	100%
Level 1	spear	75%
Level 1	sword	100%
Level 1	backstab	88%
Level 1	dodge	100%
Level 1	trip	100%
Level 1	haggle	100%
Level 1	hide	100%
Level 1	peek	100%
Level 1	scrolls	100%
Level 1	recall	100%
Level 2	aim	85%
Level 2	improved compare	88%
Level 2	improved consider	97%
Level 3	dirt kicking	95%
Level 4	sneak	100%
Level 5	steal	87%
Level 6	evade	85%
Level 7	pick lock	100%
Level 8	elbow	1%
Level 9	hand to hand	83%
Level 9	light armor use	81%
Level 10	detect hidden	1%
Level 10	relock	100%
Level 10	pen	1%
Level 11	inspect goods	70%
Level 11	thieves cant	1%
Level 11	knee	1%
Level 11	panhandle	1%
Level 12	disarm	69%
Level 12	second attack	100%
Level 12	nimble fingers	100%
Level 12	push	69%
Level 13	parry	100%
Level 13	lore	100%
Level 13	gentle walk	100%
Level 14	kick	1%
Level 14	kidney shot	96%
Level 15	meditation	94%
Level 15	circle	100%
Level 16	fast healing	100%
Level 17	gouge	100%
Level 18	pierce	1%
Level 19	rogues awareness	100%
Level 20	attune	1%
Level 20	precise aim	73%
Level 21	bind legs	100%
Level 21	weapon butt blackjack	35%
Level 23	garrotte	100%
Level 25	enhanced damage	100%
Level 25	dual wield	100%
Level 26	gag	97%
Level 26	parting block	100%
Level 28	blindfold	100%
Level 28	payment of the coward	82%
Level 29	bind hands	100%
Level 30	careful vision	1%
Level 31	sleeping disarm	75%
Level 33	tie	90%
Level 34	truss	92%

Title History

Thu Dec 23 14:48:01 2021, level 34 (17 hrs):
Umeruguu the Kingpin, Supplicant of Rage

Sat Jan 1 09:56:44 2022, level 46 (68 hrs):
Umeruguu Uu'Gen the Unseen, Supplicant of Rage

Thu Jan 6 19:49:41 2022, level 51 (89 hrs):
Umeruguu Uu'Gen the Hand of the Unseen, Bandit King of Hamsah Mu'tazz

PK Wins

Dec 22, 2021|Lv 29|Darsylon|Eilela vs 2: <29> Kraatlul (76%), <29> Umeruguu (23%, thrust)
Jan 2, 2022 |Lv 51|Galadon|Rokzar vs 2: <51> Umeruguu (76%, gouge), <51> Xshwa (23%)

PK Deaths

Dec 24, 2021|Lv 35|The Past Grove|vs 1: <34> Druindar (100%, wrath)
Dec 29, 2021|Lv 40|Hamsah Mu'tazz|vs 1: <34> Juro (100%, throw)
Jan 1, 2022 |Lv 46|The Tower of Trothon|vs 1: <51> Vlijerous (100%, pound)
Jan 1, 2022 |Lv 47|Mortorn|vs 1: <51> Ulvaera (100%, wrath)
Jan 1, 2022 |Lv 47|Voralia's Tears|vs 1: <51> Vlijerous (100%, claw)
Jan 2, 2022 |Lv 51|The Eastern Road|vs 1: <51> Boggz (100%, storm of falling rocks)
Jan 5, 2022 |Lv 51|Khalid River|vs 2: <46> Tregshnal (52%, aimed shot), <51> Rinn (47%)
Jan 7, 2022 |Lv 51|Outskirts of Galadon|vs 2: <47> Kangja (33%, divine power), <46> Rabbina (66%)

Leveling History

Dec 20, 2021 |Lv 2 |Hr 0 |
Dec 20, 2021 |Lv 3 |Hr 0 |
Dec 20, 2021 |Lv 4 |Hr 0 |
Dec 20, 2021 |Lv 5 |Hr 0 |
Dec 20, 2021 |Lv 6 |Hr 1 |
Dec 20, 2021 |Lv 7 |Hr 1 |10 Nyvorlas,
Dec 20, 2021 |Lv 8 |Hr 1 |10 Nyvorlas,
Dec 20, 2021 |Lv 9 |Hr 1 |11 Nyvorlas,
Dec 20, 2021 |Lv 10|Hr 1 |11 Nyvorlas,
Dec 20, 2021 |Lv 11|Hr 2 |12 Nyvorlas, 13 Vexia,
Dec 20, 2021 |Lv 12|Hr 2 |13 Nyvorlas, 13 Vexia,
Dec 20, 2021 |Lv 13|Hr 2 |14 Nyvorlas, 14 Vexia,
Dec 20, 2021 |Lv 14|Hr 2 |15 Nyvorlas, 15 Vexia,
Dec 20, 2021 |Lv 15|Hr 2 |15 Nyvorlas, 16 Vexia,
Dec 20, 2021 |Lv 16|Hr 5 |
Dec 20, 2021 |Lv 17|Hr 6 |
Dec 21, 2021 |Lv 18|Hr 6 |12 Drint, 12 Ceva,
Dec 21, 2021 |Lv 19|Hr 7 |14 Drint,
Dec 21, 2021 |Lv 20|Hr 8 |15 Drint, 16 Zhithrull,
Dec 21, 2021 |Lv 21|Hr 8 |16 Drint, 17 Zhithrull,
Dec 21, 2021 |Lv 22|Hr 9 |17 Drint, 19 Zhithrull,
Dec 22, 2021 |Lv 23|Hr 10 |26 Rytohn, 27 Drint,
Dec 22, 2021 |Lv 24|Hr 10 |28 Rytohn, 28 Drint,
Dec 22, 2021 |Lv 25|Hr 10 |28 Rytohn, 28 Drint,
Dec 22, 2021 |Lv 26|Hr 11 |29 Rytohn, 29 Drint,
Dec 22, 2021 |Lv 27|Hr 11 |30 Rytohn, 30 Drint,
Dec 22, 2021 |Lv 28|Hr 11 |31 Rytohn, 30 Drint,
Dec 22, 2021 |Lv 29|Hr 12 |28 Kraatlul,
Dec 22, 2021 |Lv 30|Hr 13 |29 Kraatlul,
Dec 23, 2021 (100% exp bonus)|Lv 31|Hr 14 |37 Drint, 28 Lammasu,
Dec 23, 2021 (100% exp bonus)|Lv 32|Hr 15 |38 Drint, 29 Lammasu,
Dec 23, 2021 (100% exp bonus)|Lv 33|Hr 15 |38 Drint, 30 Lammasu,
Dec 23, 2021 (100% exp bonus)|Lv 34|Hr 15 |38 Drint,
Dec 24, 2021 (100% exp bonus)|Lv 35|Hr 29 |40 Drint,
Dec 25, 2021 (100% exp bonus)|Lv 36|Hr 35 |
Dec 25, 2021 (100% exp bonus)|Lv 37|Hr 36 |42 Bokbok,
Dec 25, 2021 (100% exp bonus)|Lv 38|Hr 36 |43 Bokbok,
Dec 29, 2021 |Lv 39|Hr 52 |34 Mirev,
Dec 29, 2021 |Lv 40|Hr 53 |35 Mirev,
Dec 31, 2021 (100% exp bonus)|Lv 41|Hr 62 |29 Laszlo, 35 Argas,
Dec 31, 2021 (100% exp bonus)|Lv 42|Hr 62 |31 Laszlo, 37 Argas,
Dec 31, 2021 (100% exp bonus)|Lv 43|Hr 64 |51 Kraatlul, 45 Krak,
Dec 31, 2021 (100% exp bonus)|Lv 44|Hr 64 |46 Krak, 40 Argas,
Dec 31, 2021 (100% exp bonus)|Lv 45|Hr 65 |47 Krak, 41 Argas,
Dec 31, 2021 (100% exp bonus)|Lv 46|Hr 66 |42 Argas,
Jan 1, 2022 (100% exp bonus)|Lv 47|Hr 70 |46 Vexia, 49 Argas,
Jan 2, 2022 (100% exp bonus)|Lv 48|Hr 73 |51 Kraatlul, 51 Eluin,
Jan 2, 2022 (100% exp bonus)|Lv 49|Hr 74 |51 Kraatlul, 51 Eluin,
Jan 2, 2022 (100% exp bonus)|Lv 50|Hr 74 |51 Kraatlul, 51 Eluin,
Jan 2, 2022 (100% exp bonus)|Lv 51|Hr 74 |51 Kraatlul, 51 Eluin,

Timeline

Mon Dec 20 23:05:09 2021 at level 16 (4 hrs):
Joined the Hamsah Mu'tazz thief guild. <PK: 0-0>

Tue Dec 21 11:07:31 2021 at level 20 (6 hrs):
Umeruguu advanced to level 20 <PK: 0-0>

Wed Dec 22 17:22:56 2021 at level 30 (12 hrs):
Umeruguu advanced to level 30 <PK: 1-0>

Wed Dec 29 10:51:14 2021 at level 40 (51 hrs):
Umeruguu advanced to level 40 <PK: 1-1>

Thu Dec 30 10:44:29 2021 at level 40 (58 hrs):
Umeruguu has attained the status of Elite in the thief guild of Hamsah Mu'tazz <PK: 1-2>

Fri Dec 31 09:58:06 2021 at level 40 (59 hrs):
Umeruguu has pledged to the Scions of Eternal Night <PK: 1-2>

Sun Jan 2 13:55:42 2022 at level 51 (72 hrs):
Umeruguu advanced to level 51 <PK: 1-5>

Sun Jan 16 13:46:51 2022 at level 51 (95 hrs):
Morius set Umeruguu's thief points to 13 from 3. <PK: 2-8>

Mob Deaths

Dec 20, 2021|Lv 9 |Copeham Inn|the valley elf by punch
Dec 29, 2021|Lv 40|High Lord's Keep|a golden aurumvorax by claw
Dec 31, 2021|Lv 46|The Keep of Barovia|a zombie by chop
Jan 1, 2022 |Lv 46|The Keep of Barovia|a zombie by chop
Jan 1, 2022 |Lv 46|The Tower of Trothon|a Steel Golem by pound
Jan 4, 2022 |Lv 51|Silverpine Road|Golgotha by iceball
Jan 7, 2022 |Lv 51|Workshop of the Master Enchanter|a silent guardian by pummeling blow

Edges

Flaws

Racial Edges

Class Edges

Master Kidnapper

Edges

Class Specifics

Thief Guild Donations

722000