featheta, lawful female nymphian Zyborg









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Featheta the Tin Can  St13 Dx10 Co15 In12 Wi12 Ch10 ZybNymFemLaw 
Dlvl:4  $:95 HP:0(22) Pw:8(8) AC:2 MC:2 Exp:1


Your inventory
  Weapons
  h - 18 uncursed +0 darts
  Armor
  a - an uncursed +1 plate mail (being worn)
  i - an uncursed +0 elven cloak
  Comestibles
  e - 2 uncursed tripe rations
  Scrolls
  f - a blessed scroll of fire
  g - an uncursed scroll of create monster
  Potions
  q - an uncursed potion of healing
  Rings
  o - an uncursed ring of searching
  Wands
  d - an uncursed wand of solar beam (0:10)
  p - an uncursed wand of digging (0:11)
  Tools
  b - an uncursed +1 green lightsaber (weapon in hand)
  c - 20 uncursed diodes
  Gems
  n - 2 uncursed worthless pieces of white glass

Final attributes
  You were devoutly aligned
  Your alignment was 14
  Your max alignment was 14
  You carried 0 sins
  Number of artifacts generated was 0
  Your leg damage was 0
  Monster spawn increase would have started at turn 20619
  Monster spawn increase would have reached its maximum at turn 63059
  Next attribute increase check would have come at turn 1096
  Strength training was 8
  Dexterity training was 10
  Wisdom training was 3
  Constitution training was 17
  You had 171 points of nutrition remaining
  You could teleport
  Your luck was zero
  You are dead 

You didn't know any spells.

Voluntary challenges
  You went without food
  You were an atheist
  You never prayed to the gods
  You hit with a wielded weapon 14 times
  You were illiterate
  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
    lightsaber         [Basic]
  Spellcasting Skills
    (none)

Latest messages
  You pretend to be friendly to the manes.
  You hit the manes.
  You pretend to be friendly to the manes.
  Your plate mail deflects the manes' attack.
  The manes claws you!
  The manes bites you!
  The manes claws you!
  The manes claws you!
  Your plate mail deflects the manes' attack.
  You pretend to be friendly to the manes.
  You hear a gurgling noise.
  Unknown command ' '.
  You hit the manes.
  You hit the manes.
  You pretend to be friendly to the manes.
  The manes claws you!
  The manes claws you!
  You hear the howling of the CwnAnnwn...
  The manes bites you!
  You die...

Goodbye featheta the Zyborg...

You didn't beat your previous score of 64660 points.