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