coffeebeetle, chaotic female gigantic Archeologist



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Coffeebeet the Digger  St17 Dx7 Co15 In13 Wi17 Ch10 ArcGigFemCha 
Dlvl:2  $:0  HP:0(21) Pw:11(11) AC:10 MC:0 Exp:1  T:129 


Final attributes
  You were fervently aligned
  Your alignment was 10
  Your max alignment was 10
  You carried 0 sins
  Number of artifacts generated was 0
  Your leg damage was 0
  Monster spawn increase would have started at turn 64104
  Monster spawn increase would have reached its maximum at turn 148734
  Next attribute increase check would have come at turn 1962
  Strength training was 0
  Dexterity training was 0
  Wisdom training was -2
  Constitution training was 2
  You hungered rapidly
  You had infravision
  You had 1086 points of nutrition remaining
  You were stealthy
  You were fast
  You were lucky (3)
  You had extra luck
  Good luck did not time out for you
  You are dead 

Spells known in the end
      Name               Level    Category     Fail
  a - light                  1     divine        0%

Voluntary challenges
  You went without food
  You were an atheist
  You never prayed to the gods
  You hit with a wielded weapon 1 time
  You read items or engraved 1 time
  You never genocided any monsters
  You never polymorphed an object
  You never changed form
  You used no wishes
  You remained celibate

Your skills at the end
  Fighting Skills
    (none)
  Weapon Skills
    pick-axe           [Basic]
    sling              [Basic]
    whip               [Basic]
  Spellcasting Skills
    divination spells  [Basic]

Latest messages
  You see here a jackal corpse.
  You hear a soft click.
  The sleep ray hits you!
  You wake up.
  Do you really want to step into that spear trap? [yn] (n) 
  A spear stabs up from a hole in the ground at you!
  Ouch! That hurts!
  There is a spear trap here.
  You see no objects here.
  What do you want to throw? [am or ?*] 
  In what direction? [hykulnjb><] 
  An uncursed +2 bullwhip hits the ceiling, then falls back on top of your head.
  Your fedora does not protect you.
  An uncursed +2 bullwhip hits the floor.
  a - an uncursed +2 bullwhip.
  # 
  You sit down.
  A spear stabs up from a hole in the ground at you!
  Ouch! That hurts!
  You die...

Goodbye coffeebeetle the Archeologist...

You didn't beat your previous score of 58022 points.