You earned a Silver Medal in every Arcade Mode challenge.
You earned a Gold Medal in every Arcade Mode challenge.
You earned a Bronze Medal in every Arcade Mode challenge.
You whiled away the hours, conferring with the flowers. And exploding scarecrows' heads.
You earned your first Medal in Arcade Mode.
You achieved a kill chain of 40 during Arcade Mode.
You have completed your Journey. The Spire is no more, and a new dawn awaits Albion.
You completed The Last Stand without taking any damage.
You finally caught up with Katlan. It's you who's needed at the front of the convoy now.
You purchased 15 upgrades. Truly, you are a Hero.
You burned the Corruption from three creatures with one spell. Time to break out the factor 40.
The Temptress is no more. Or was it all just a dream?
You destroyed a man's livelihood and smashed something up while you were at it. You're a true Hero.
You laid to rest the spirits of a platoon of morons. They're another dimension's problem now.
1,000 kills! That's a lot of killing. You should have a lie down. And a shower.
You cast Shards with utmost precision. For your next trick, spear an apple off Seren's head.
A good driver keeps their hands on the reins at all times, apart from when they're killing things.
You purchased ten upgrades. Your powers are beginning to soar. Soar like a chicken.
You made it out of Bladebarrow. Most don't.
You dished out a veritable smorgasbord of spell power. Delicious.
You dismantled a hollow man. It's just a (rotting) flesh-wound!
You opened 15 chests. Now on to the greater mystery: Whose stuff have you been stealing?
Roast chicken is the best smell in the world. Unless you're a chicken.
You killed a hobbe with his own bomb. 'Tis the sport to have the enginer hoist with his own petar.
Ten stingers in five seconds. How long for the other 600,000?
Then I took an arrow to the horse. She's all better now, though.
You killed three enemies with one Fireball. Goodness gracious.
The Devourer has been defeated, and Fergus is at rest. There's no turning back now, Hero.
You killed 500 enemies. The Grim Reaper loves round numbers.
Burning through the sky at 200 degrees. That's why they call him Mr. Pushed-in-the-Lava.
You emerged unscathed from a troll fight. Problem?
You fully upgraded one of your spells. You'll be able to bring down anything now.
You dealt with a travelling enemy by making it crash and die. Ben Hur would be proud.
You healed ten wounds on Seren. If she walked into a bar and bruised herself, you'd heal that too.
You made it to the barn and saw off the White Balverine (with a little help from your friends).
You got cosy with a balverine. You must have nerves of steel -- and no working olfactory system.
You purchased five upgrades. Your Journey has begun.
You rescued Fergus from a spot of Hobbe bother. Your reward? Singing and beans.
You killed 15 enemies with their own attacks. Reflect on your progress, and feel proud.
You thrust your arms in the air during the minecart ride. Souvenir photo available in the gift shop.
There it is! You killed ten creatures with explosive barrels.
You juggled a hobbe. A career in the circus awaits. A pretty odd circus, admittedly.
You killed three enemies with thrown objects. Down in front!
Yo Gabe, we heard you like Heroes so we hung a Hero from your cart so you can Hero while you Hero.
You tried your hand at all camp activities. Way to go, cowboy.
You ran down an enemy with your cart. Consider investing in a plough.
You killed 20 enemies in midair. Flying's fine - it's landing that hurts. Also, the magic spells.
The power of the gauntlets is now yours, but so is their burden.
You escaped the Devourer... for now.
Your story has begun, but where will the road lead you?
