Dungeon Sprint DCSS version 0.33-b1 (webtiles) character file. Game seed: 14769075384581905315 800000 Hungry0364 the Changeling (level 1, -26/19 HPs) Began as a Troll Wanderer on Sept 15, 2025. Was an Initiate of Makhleb. Annihilated by a meat berserker ... wielding a +9 battleaxe (45 damage) ... in the Dungeon (Sprint VIII: "Arena of Blood"). The game lasted 00:00:09 (8 turns). Hungry0364 the Changeling (Troll Wanderer) Turns: 8, Time: 00:00:10 Health: -26/19 AC: 4 Str: 19 XL: 1 Next: 0% Magic: 1/1 EV: 8 Int: 8 God: Makhleb [......] Gold: 0 SH: 0 Dex: 9 Spells: 0/0 levels left rFire . . . l - +∞ Axe of Woe rCold . . . [offhand occupied] rNeg . . . e - +0 robe rPois . (no helmet) rElec . (no cloak) rCorr . (no amulet) SInv . (no ring) Will ..... (no ring) Stlth + HPRegen 1.03/turn MPRegen 0.07/turn %: no teleportation @: no status effects A: large, unfitting armour, claws 3, regeneration 1, shaggy fur 1, tough skin 1 a: Renounce Religion You were in the Dungeon. You worshipped Makhleb. Makhleb was noncommittal. You visited 1 branch Inventory: Hand Weapons a - a +0 hand axe l - the +∞ Axe of Woe (weapon) (You found it in the Dungeon) Missiles c - 15 poisoned darts (quivered) Armour e - a +0 robe (worn) Scrolls k - a scroll of blinking Potions d - a potion of invisibility f - a potion of curing g - a potion of heal wounds h - a potion of haste i - 2 potions of magic j - a potion of berserk rage Baubles b - 4 flux baubles Skills: + Level 1.0 Fighting + Level 1.5 Axes + Level 1.0 Throwing + Level 1.5 Dodging + Level 1.5 Invocations + Level 2.0 Shapeshifting You couldn't memorise any spells. You didn't know any spells. Your spell library was empty. Dungeon Overview and Level Annotations Branches: Dungeon (1/1) Altars: Makhleb Innate Abilities, Weirdness & Mutations You are too large for most types of armour. You have claws for hands. Your natural rate of healing is unusually fast. You are covered in fur. (AC +1) You have tough skin. (AC +1) Message History ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ -- -- -- The Arena Of Blood -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- You descend into the pit of gibs and meat, -- -- The sunken abyss of the depraved, -- -- The mill of turgid gutspawn. -- -- The writhen instruments serve in adoration, -- -- Immured beneath a rotten throne. -- -- -- -- Before you lies the servitor of chaos, -- -- The cleaver, -- -- The blasphemer, -- -- The destroyer, -- -- The Axe of Woe. -- -- -- -- Vessel of Makhleb, -- -- You are the unmaker, -- -- You bring the rapture, -- -- The murmurs of the thralls rise... -- -- The theatre of blood begins. -- -- -- ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Welcome, Hungry0364 the Troll Wanderer. [Dungeon Sprint] Press ? for a list of commands and other information. Found the +∞ Axe of Woe. Found four burning altars of Makhleb. Found a staircase leading out of the dungeon. You begin with the following items: a +0 hand axe, 4 flux baubles, 15 poisoned darts, a potion of invisibility, a +0 robe, a potion of curing, a potion of heal wounds, a potion of haste, 2 potions of magic, a potion of berserk rage, a scroll of blinking. You are a level 1 Troll Wanderer. You are 0% of the way to level 2. Play time: 00:00:01 (0 turns). You unwield your +0 hand axe. l - the +∞ Axe of Woe (weapon) A bag of meat comes into view. It is wielding a +9 war axe. The bag of meat shouts! There is a burning altar of Makhleb here. You kneel at the altar of Makhleb. Makhleb welcomes you! A meat berserker comes into view. It is wielding a +9 battleaxe. A meat berserker comes into view. It is wielding a +9 battleaxe. You slash the bag of meat! You pulverise the bag of meat into a thin bloody mist. You kill the bag of meat! Makhleb accepts your kill. The meat berserker rages. x2 A meat berserker comes into view. It is wielding a +9 battleaxe. The meat berserker hits you with a +9 battleaxe!!! Ouch! That really hurt! You die... #.. ..# #.. ..# .###.. ..###. ......###...... ....._..... #.....# . #_.