LotS/Marshal Roth's Badge: Difference between revisions
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|defense=370 | |defense=370 | ||
|procRate=8 | |procRate=8 | ||
|procDmgMin= | |procDmgMin={{#expr:7000 +80000*0.01/0.08}} | ||
|procDmgCap= | |procDmgCap={{#expr:7000 +125*8 +4000 +(80000 +2500*8)*0.01/0.08}} | ||
|type=Trinket | |type=Trinket | ||
|ability=Law of the Gun: Chance for bonus damage (8% @ 143,500); Extra damage against Non-Alliance raids (225,500); Small chance to deal heavy bonus damage (1% @ 1,640,000); Extra damage for each additional Marshal Roth item equipped (+2,562 | |ability=Law of the Gun: Chance for bonus damage (8%@143,500); Extra damage against Non-Alliance raids (225,500); Small chance to deal heavy bonus damage (1%@1,640,000 +51,250/gear); Extra damage for each additional Marshal Roth item equipped (+2,562.5) | ||
|text=8. Marshal Roth raised his hand, cutting her off. Then he snatched up a glass of bourbon and tossed its contents down his throat. The rest followed. Six shots vanished, and six glasses tapped back into their neat arrangement -- emptied as swift and sure as the chambers of his weapons had been during the fight. | |text=8. {{LotS/ItemLink2|Marshal Roth}} raised his hand, cutting her off. Then he snatched up a glass of bourbon and tossed its contents down his throat. The rest followed. Six shots vanished, and six glasses tapped back into their neat arrangement -- emptied as swift and sure as the chambers of his weapons had been during the fight. | ||
"My old ears must be playing tricks on me. I thought you said a billion credits." | "My old ears must be playing tricks on me. I thought you said a billion credits." | ||
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"Ma'am, I may not be a proper lawman, but I'll see that justice gets done." | "Ma'am, I may not be a proper lawman, but I'll see that justice gets done." | ||
|obtained={{LotS/ | |obtained={{LotS/ItemLink2|Marshal Roth Vault}} | ||
|used= | |used= | ||
|notes= | |notes= | ||
}} | }} | ||
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| name::Marshal Roth's Badge | [[:Category:LotS/type::Trinket|type::Trinket]] |
| Attack: attack::380 Defense: defense::370 |
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| Law of the Gun: Chance for bonus damage (8%@143,500); Extra damage against Non-Alliance raids (225,500); Small chance to deal heavy bonus damage (1%@1,640,000 +51,250/gear); Extra damage for each additional Marshal Roth item equipped (+2,562.5) | |
| 8. Marshal Roth raised his hand, cutting her off. Then he snatched up a glass of bourbon and tossed its contents down his throat. The rest followed. Six shots vanished, and six glasses tapped back into their neat arrangement -- emptied as swift and sure as the chambers of his weapons had been during the fight.
"My old ears must be playing tricks on me. I thought you said a billion credits." "I did. When Richard and his assassins are out of the way, I'll be in control of Michaelhouse Industries. And I'll make sure that bastard's money pays you for saving my life." Roth stared at her for a long moment. Then he nodded his head. "Ma'am, I may not be a proper lawman, but I'll see that justice gets done." | |
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{{#set:statdps=1890 }} {{#set:minprocdps=1360 }} {{#set:maxprocdps=1960 }} {{#set:totalminprocdps=3250 }} {{#set:totalmaxprocdps=3850 }} {{#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=Law of the Gun: Chance for bonus damage (8%@143,500); Extra damage against Non-Alliance raids (225,500); Small chance to deal heavy bonus damage (1%@1,640,000 +51,250/gear); Extra damage for each additional Marshal Roth item equipped (+2,562.5)}} {{#set:text=8. Marshal Roth raised his hand, cutting her off. Then he snatched up a glass of bourbon and tossed its contents down his throat. The rest followed. Six shots vanished, and six glasses tapped back into their neat arrangement -- emptied as swift and sure as the chambers of his weapons had been during the fight.
"My old ears must be playing tricks on me. I thought you said a billion credits."
"I did. When Richard and his assassins are out of the way, I'll be in control of Michaelhouse Industries. And I'll make sure that bastard's money pays you for saving my life."
Roth stared at her for a long moment. Then he nodded his head.
"Ma'am, I may not be a proper lawman, but I'll see that justice gets done."}} {{#set:obtained=Marshal Roth Vault}} {{#set:used=}} {{#set:notes=}} {{#set:unique=}}