LotS/Thyestean Banquet Gloriousness

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name::Thyestean Banquet Gloriousness [[:Category:LotS/type::Helmet|type::Helmet]]
Attack: attack::740
Defense: defense::440
Thyestean Banquet Gloriousness
One Man's Meat: Chance for bonus damage (164,000); Extra damage against Alliance raids (307,500); Extra damage for each Cosmically Deported Vlarg and Cosmically Deported Robot in the active ship (+200); Increases Honor by 5
3. This invitation was different. For a start, it was physical. Any mischievous, drunken, or chem-addled enemy or well-wisher might send an electronic message on a whim. But when an actual object ends up inside one of your secure mail boxes on Sian -- apparently delivered and signed in by the actual sender (as a plethora of scans verified) rather than a mere courier, that shows some measure of dedication. It makes you take notice. Last time it happened, a woman sent you both her husbands' heads. The polyandrous lady's note claimed they were Centurian sympathizers. You let the authorities handle that one.
Obtained from

Lab: {{#varpull:LotS/experiment/thyesteanbanquetgloriousness|Experiment|firstreward}}

Proc Rate

procRate::9%

Proc Damage (minimum)

procDmgMin::8000

Proc Damage (cap)

procDmgCap::27000

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