daeodon, chaotic female insectoid Monk



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Daeodon the Candidate  St16 Dx12 Co12 In9 Wi11 Ch10 MonInsFemCha 
Mines:3 $:38 HP:0(26) Pw:18(18) AC:2 MC:0 Exp:2


Final attributes
  You were fervently aligned
  Your alignment was 11
  Your max alignment was 12
  You carried 0 sins
  Number of artifacts generated was 0
  Your leg damage was 0
  Monster spawn increase would have started at turn 24325
  Monster spawn increase would have reached its maximum at turn 103735
  Next attribute increase check would have come at turn 770
  Strength training was 1
  Dexterity training was 1
  Wisdom training was -1
  Constitution training was 13
  You were sleep resistant
  You were poison resistant
  You could recognize detrimental food (0)
  You saw invisible
  You had 717 points of nutrition remaining
  You could fly
  You were fast
  Your luck was zero
  You are dead 

Spells known in the end
      Name               Level    Category     Fail
  a - healing                1    healing        0%
  b - wizard lock            2     matter      100%
  c - create monster         2     attack      100%

Voluntary challenges
  You went without food
  You were an atheist
  You never prayed to the gods
  You never hit with a wielded weapon
  You read items or engraved 4 times
  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
    martial arts       [Basic]
  Weapon Skills
    (none)
  Spellcasting Skills
    healing spells     [Basic]

Latest messages
  There is an open door here.
  You see here a pair of old gloves.
  "Namaste, daeodon!  Welcome again to Voulgezac's weapons outlet!"
  There is an open door here.
  You see here a pair of old gloves.
  v - a pair of old gloves.
  You displaced your kitten.
  You fly down along the stairs.
  The kitten misses the gnome.
  The kitten bites the gnome.
  You kill the gnome!
  There are several objects here.
  The kitten eats a gnome corpse.
  The flagon crashes on your head and breaks into shards.
  You feel very, very sick!
  Call a carcinogenic potion: 
  The dwarf wields a pick-axe!
  The dwarf swings her pick-axe.
  The dwarf hits you!
  You die...

Punardarsanaya daeodon the Monk...

You didn't beat your previous score of 37910 points.