The Character
Updated 07/11/25
Player Information for: Aen is a lima bean
Hours Played: 636 Age: 21 years (Born 3/27/1423)
Class Level: 60 Total Level: 120
Race: minotaur Gender: male
Class: ranger Alignment: -270 (mean)
Hit Points: 1207/1207 Practices: 61
Spell Points: 1037/1037 Quest Points: 8,866 (435 quests)
Stamina: 1021/1021 Reputation: 95 (Good)
Strength: 25/25 Vitality: 18/21
Knowledge: 16/20 Luck: 10/18
Wisdom: 16/17 Courage: 11/18
Agility: 22/22 Sanity: 14/18
Personality: 11/17
Spell Complexity Comprehension: 73%
Proficiency Complexity Comprehension:
Wea: 82% Def: 67% Com: 100% Tek: 100% Mys: 100%
* You have 190,500,000 experience points and need 0 to advance.
* You have killed 15,222 creatures and 0 players in combat.
* You have defeated 5 players and lost 1 times in arena combat.
1 axe WEA 1% 100%
2 archery WEA 5% 75%
3 bash COM 35% 85%
4 blind fighting COM 40% 100%
5 battle rage COM 30% 85%
6 dagger WEA 1% 87%
7 dodge DEF 30% 86%
8 detect traps TEK 45% 13%
9 disarm traps TEK 13% 6%
10 dart WEA 28% 2%
11 enhanced damage COM 45% 82%
12 enhanced endurance TEK 15% 100%
13 fast healing TEK 20% 100%
14 foraging TEK 5% 18%
15 hand to hand COM 1% 83%
16 hide TEK 30% 100%
17 herbalism TEK 1% 78%
18 halberd WEA 9% 82%
19 kick COM 10% 75%
20 meditation MYS 40% 100%
21 magical items MYS 5% 100%
22 parry DEF 15% 79%
23 riding TEK 5% 100%
24 spear WEA 5% 86%
25 sword WEA 1% 90%
26 shield block DEF 25% 80%
27 second attack COM 35% 87%
28 scan TEK 40% 31%
29 sneaking TEK 30% 100%
30 staff WEA 6% 5%
31 snare TEK 25% 100%
32 third attack COM 55% 80%
33 throwing COM 15% 75%
34 tracking TEK 45% 50%
35 throwing knife WEA 16% 4%
36 throwing axe WEA 16% 6%
37 throwing spear WEA 16% 5%
38 whip WEA 1% 15%
39 yo-yo WEA 13% 1%
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Pre-remort Aen (Yes, he was a crappy archon, but fun nonetheless!)
Path: Paladin/Wizard/Druid/Rogue
Player Information for: Aen is a lima bean
Hours Played: x,xxx Age: 27 years (Born 9/13/1416)
Class Level: 68 Total Level: 241
Race: half-elf Gender: male
Class: archon Alignment: 996 (angelic)
Hit Points: 2021/2021 Practices: 9
Spell Points: 2103/2103 Quest Points: 63 (xxx quests)
Stamina: 1550/1550 Reputation: 67 (Neutral)
Strength: 17/21 Vitality: 20/21
Knowledge: 19/25 Luck: 13/21
Wisdom: 19/21 Courage: 17/25
Agility: 21/24 Sanity: 15/22
Personality: 13/21
Spell Complexity Comprehension: 100%
Proficiency Complexity Comprehension:
Wea: 89% Def: 100% Com: 89% Tek: 100% Mys: 100%
* You have 8,722 archon points and need 478 to advance.
* You have killed xx,xxx creatures and 43 players in combat.
* You have been killed 89 times, 73 in player kill combat.
* You have defeated 33 players and lost 11 times in arena combat.
In a stable under the full moons of Trigael and Marabah, a child was born, and given the name Aen.
His elven mother didn't make it, and thus, the child was raised by his father alone. The father was a blacksmith and well known in the village of Lasler for his craftsmanship, they lived in a small cottage up in the mountains.
Aen grew up to be a strong and charismatic young man, despite his racial differences from his
friends, he was accepted as one in the group. He trained swordsplay and riding with Garnor, the towne trainer, but he felt something calling him, something outside the safe walls of Lasler.
One day, he and his friends was out exploring the caverns outside the village. After some hours
wandering he found himself separated from his comrades. He started looking for them, but after a
while he gave up all hope of finding them. Suddenly he felt a chill running down his spine,
something was near, and it was not friendly. It was getting dark, he was about to turn back when
a deep voice called his name from behind, 'Aen..'. He had a bad feeling about it but decided
to check who, or what, had called his name. It was now pitch black, and silent enough to hear
a needle fall on a miles' distance. The voice was still calling him, closer this time, 'Aen..'.
A few moments later, after entering a dark grove, he was facing the very impersonation of all
his nightmares. The creature stood over 8 feet tall, with grotesque muscles, an evil grin with
inch long fangs and sickly yellow eyes filled with hatred. He reacted on instinct and was just
going to flee, but something calmed his senses telling him to confront the hideous creature.
He drew his sword in one swift move and faced the almost two times taller demon with all his
senses at their peak. The demon looked a bit startled and spat out some badly pronounced words
before he started his furious attack, 'You shall die, halfbreed! The prophecy must not be fulfilled!'
With almost godlike strength he parried the demon's first attack and thus the battle had started.
They fought for what seemed to be an eternity, apparently the demon had underestimated its opponent. Was this what had been calling him ever since he was born? Aen didn't know, all he knew was that he'd have to surpass his strength and skills by tenfold to be able to defeat his foe.
Many nights passed, and the two combatants had yet to find the weak spot of their opponent.
Aen could no longer feel exhaustion nor pain, he was filled with divine dedication for the task
which he was born for. After 13 days and 13 nights, he slipped. Disaster had struck, he was
now an easy target for the terrifying creature from hell. However, gathering the last ounce of strength in his body and mind, he managed to evade the attack and with the tables turned, he parted its head from the body. The body disappeared with a loud *BANG* in a cloud of smoke.
The grove was suddenly filled with a golden light, and a knight in shining silver armor mounted
on an impressive white steed appeared. Aen bowed deeply. 'You have passed the trial Aen.' the knight said with a deep and respectful voice. 'I now pronounce you, Aen, son of Grunor and the deceased Ehlaná, paladin of the Ancient Order. You must now go on a journey, young one, to be able to call yourself a true paladin, you must seek to destroy the evils of Alyria, and protect the ones in need.' Aen was now surrounded with an aura of soft light, and filled with new strength and determination. 'I shall do as you say, master.', he said, once again bowing. 'I am not your master, it's from him, up there,' he said and pointed towards the sky, 'that you shall find your answers.
This is how young Aen became a paladin, at the mere age of sixteen, and his long journey to
fight evil began.