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|procDmgCap=1400 | |procDmgCap=1400 | ||
|type=Pants | |type=Pants | ||
|ability=Grim Reaping: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage for each additional Grim Reaper item equipped; Can hit up to twice per attack (33% chance for 20,500 damage, +1,025 for each part equipped; 2% chance to process twice) | |ability=Grim Reaping: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage for each additional {{LotS/ItemSetLink2|Grim Reaper}} item equipped; Can hit up to twice per attack (33% chance for 20,500 damage, +1,025 for each part equipped; 2% chance to process twice) | ||
|text=6. The night was awash with crimson, the redness rich and real against the gaudy neon. She didn't keep count of how many she saved or slaughtered. The Reaper simply reaped, and left the tallying to the cosmos. For some of the women, she was only delaying the inevitable. This angered her, but she knew and accepted it. They would remain weak and stupid, and find violent deaths to replace those she'd prevented. But others would become strong. This the Reaper knew as well. She'd seen it in the past -- the ones inspired by her example, who grew tough and hard and dangerous. It was why she kept reaping. To give others the chance to become like them. Like her. | |text=6. The night was awash with crimson, the redness rich and real against the gaudy neon. She didn't keep count of how many she saved or slaughtered. The Reaper simply reaped, and left the tallying to the cosmos. For some of the women, she was only delaying the inevitable. This angered her, but she knew and accepted it. They would remain weak and stupid, and find violent deaths to replace those she'd prevented. But others would become strong. This the Reaper knew as well. She'd seen it in the past -- the ones inspired by her example, who grew tough and hard and dangerous. It was why she kept reaping. To give others the chance to become like them. Like her. | ||
|obtained={{LotS/Rexp}} | |obtained={{LotS/Rexp}} | ||
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| name::Grim Reaper Leg Armor | [[:Category:LotS/type::Pants|type::Pants]] |
| Attack: attack::160 Defense: defense::240 |
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| Grim Reaping: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage for each additional {{#vardefine:item|{{#varpull:LotS/Grim Reaper Equipment Set|LotS/ItemSet|item1}}}}Grim Reaper item equipped; Can hit up to twice per attack (33% chance for 20,500 damage, +1,025 for each part equipped; 2% chance to process twice) | |
| 6. The night was awash with crimson, the redness rich and real against the gaudy neon. She didn't keep count of how many she saved or slaughtered. The Reaper simply reaped, and left the tallying to the cosmos. For some of the women, she was only delaying the inevitable. This angered her, but she knew and accepted it. They would remain weak and stupid, and find violent deaths to replace those she'd prevented. But others would become strong. This the Reaper knew as well. She'd seen it in the past -- the ones inspired by her example, who grew tough and hard and dangerous. It was why she kept reaping. To give others the chance to become like them. Like her. | |
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{{#set:statdps=880 }} {{#set:minprocdps=350 }} {{#set:maxprocdps=490 }} {{#set:totalminprocdps=1230 }} {{#set:totalmaxprocdps=1370 }} {{#set:stamina=0 }} {{#set:energy=0 }} {{#set:honor=0 }} {{#set:pvp=0 }} {{#set:pvpattack=0 }} {{#set:pvpdefense=0 }} {{#set:health=0 }}
{{#set:color=Orange}} {{#set:ability=Grim Reaping: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage for each additional {{#vardefine:item|{{#varpull:LotS/Grim Reaper Equipment Set|LotS/ItemSet|item1}}}}Grim Reaper item equipped; Can hit up to twice per attack (33% chance for 20,500 damage, +1,025 for each part equipped; 2% chance to process twice)}} {{#set:text=6. The night was awash with crimson, the redness rich and real against the gaudy neon. She didn't keep count of how many she saved or slaughtered. The Reaper simply reaped, and left the tallying to the cosmos. For some of the women, she was only delaying the inevitable. This angered her, but she knew and accepted it. They would remain weak and stupid, and find violent deaths to replace those she'd prevented. But others would become strong. This the Reaper knew as well. She'd seen it in the past -- the ones inspired by her example, who grew tough and hard and dangerous. It was why she kept reaping. To give others the chance to become like them. Like her.}} {{#set:obtained=Expedition Pack (Retired)}} {{#set:used=}} {{#set:notes=}} {{#set:unique=}}