LotS/Thyestean Banquet Finery: Difference between revisions
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|procRate= | |procRate=9 | ||
|procDmgMin= | |procDmgMin=8000 | ||
|procDmgCap= | |procDmgCap=27000 | ||
|type=Chest | |type=Chest | ||
|ability=One Man's Meat: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage against Alliance raids; Extra damage for each {{LotS/ItemLink2|Cosmically Deported Vlarg}} and {{LotS/ItemLink2|Cosmically Deported Robot}} in the active ship; Increases Honor by 5 | |ability=One Man's Meat: Chance for bonus damage (164,000); Extra damage against Alliance raids (307,500); Extra damage for each {{LotS/ItemLink2|Cosmically Deported Vlarg}} and {{LotS/ItemLink2|Cosmically Deported Robot}} in the active ship (+200); Increases Honor by 5 | ||
|text=4. There were no dismembered body parts involved this time. Instead, the notification message referred to, and attached image depicted, a rather elegant gilded envelope. Your name danced across it in blue ink, looking far more ornate than you'd ever seen it before. The mail service's scans revealed no bombs, chemical or biological agents, radiation, razor blades, or fecal matter (unlike the time you made a sender eat his package to teach him a lesson). So you had it forwarded to a more convenient location and picked it up. | |text=4. There were no dismembered body parts involved this time. Instead, the notification message referred to, and attached image depicted, a rather elegant gilded envelope. Your name danced across it in blue ink, looking far more ornate than you'd ever seen it before. The mail service's scans revealed no bombs, chemical or biological agents, radiation, razor blades, or fecal matter (unlike the time you made a sender eat his package to teach him a lesson). So you had it forwarded to a more convenient location and picked it up. | ||
|obtained={{LotS/Labex|thyesteanbanquetfinery}} | |obtained={{LotS/Labex|thyesteanbanquetfinery}} | ||
Latest revision as of 07:19, 9 January 2015
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| name::Thyestean Banquet Finery | [[:Category:LotS/type::Chest|type::Chest]] |
| Attack: attack::740 Defense: defense::440 |
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| 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 | |
| 4. There were no dismembered body parts involved this time. Instead, the notification message referred to, and attached image depicted, a rather elegant gilded envelope. Your name danced across it in blue ink, looking far more ornate than you'd ever seen it before. The mail service's scans revealed no bombs, chemical or biological agents, radiation, razor blades, or fecal matter (unlike the time you made a sender eat his package to teach him a lesson). So you had it forwarded to a more convenient location and picked it up. | |
| Obtained from Lab: {{#varpull:LotS/experiment/thyesteanbanquetfinery|Experiment|firstreward}} | |
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{{#set:statdps=3400 }} {{#set:minprocdps=720 }} {{#set:maxprocdps=2430 }} {{#set:totalminprocdps=4120 }} {{#set:totalmaxprocdps=5830 }} {{#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=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}} {{#set:text=4. There were no dismembered body parts involved this time. Instead, the notification message referred to, and attached image depicted, a rather elegant gilded envelope. Your name danced across it in blue ink, looking far more ornate than you'd ever seen it before. The mail service's scans revealed no bombs, chemical or biological agents, radiation, razor blades, or fecal matter (unlike the time you made a sender eat his package to teach him a lesson). So you had it forwarded to a more convenient location and picked it up.}} {{#set:obtained=Lab: {{#varpull:LotS/experiment/thyesteanbanquetfinery|Experiment|firstreward}}}} {{#set:used=}} {{#set:notes=}} {{#set:unique=}}