Dungeon Crawl Stone Soup version 0.20.0-15-g7f486f2 (webtiles) character file.

0 Crownlay the Skirmisher (level 1, 19/19 HPs)
             Began as a Draconian Berserker on July 1, 2017.
             Was a Follower of Trog.
             Got out of the dungeon alive.
             The game lasted 00:01:28 (156 turns).

Crownlay the Skirmisher (Draconian Berserker)        Turns: 156, Time: 00:01:29

Health: 19/19      AC:  4    Str: 19    XL:     1   Next: 0%
Magic:  1/1        EV: 12    Int:  7    God:    Trog [*.....]
Gold:   17         SH:  0    Dex: 10    Spells: 0/0 levels left

rFire    . . .     SeeInvis .   a - +0 hand axe
rCold    . . .     Gourm    .   (no shield)
rNeg     . . .     Faith    .   (armour unavailable)
rPois    .         Spirit   .   (helmet restricted)
rElec    .         Reflect  .   (no cloak)
rCorr    .         Harm     .   (no gloves)
MR       .....                  (no boots)
Stlth    +.........             (no amulet)
Regen    0.1/turn               (no ring)
MPRegen  0.1/turn               (no ring)

@: no status effects
A: unfitting armour, cold-blooded, AC +4
a: Berserk, Burn Spellbooks, Renounce Religion


You escaped.
You worshipped Trog.
Trog was aware of your devotion.
You were not hungry.

You visited 1 branch of the dungeon, and saw 1 of its levels.

You collected 17 gold pieces.

Inventory:

Hand Weapons
 a - a +0 hand axe (weapon)
Potions
 c - 2 potions of heal wounds {unknown}
Comestibles
 b - a bread ration


   Skills:
 + Level 3.2 Fighting
 + Level 3.0 Axes
 + Level 2.6 Dodging


You couldn't memorise any spells.
You didn't know any spells.

Dungeon Overview and Level Annotations

Branches:
Dungeon (1/15)            

Altars:


Innate Abilities, Weirdness & Mutations

Your plain brown scales are hard. (AC +4)
You cannot fit into any form of body armour.
You are cold-blooded and may be slowed by cold attacks.


Message History

You aren't carrying any wearable armour.
Unknown command.
Unknown command.
Wield which item (- for none, * to show all)? (? for menu, Esc to quit)
Okay, then.
Unknown command.
You aren't carrying any wearable armour.
You aren't carrying any wearable armour.
You aren't carrying any wearable armour.
You aren't carrying any wearable armour.
Okay, then.
Your wings, even vestigial as they are, won't fit in that.
You drop a ring mail.
Found an escape hatch in the floor.
You see here 3 javelins.
There is a staircase leading out of the dungeon here.
Are you sure you want to leave the Dungeon? This will make you lose the game! 
[Y]es or [N]o only, please.
Are you sure you want to leave the Dungeon? This will make you lose the game! 
You have escaped!

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There were no monsters in sight!


Notes
Turn   | Place    | Note
-------+----------+-------------------------------------------
     0 | D:1      | Crownlay the Draconian Berserker began the quest for the Orb.
     0 | D:1      | Reached XP level 1. HP: 19/19 MP: 1/1
   156 | D:$      | Got out of the dungeon alive.