LotS/Eyes of the Stranger

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name::Eyes of the Stranger [[:Category:LotS/type::Helmet|type::Helmet]]
Attack: attack::220
Defense: defense::220
Eyes of the Stranger
Penstroke: Chance for bonus damage; Extra against normal raids. (8% @ 51,250/71,750 damage)
III. Unlike the violent brash clap of the lightning, this light was a warm and inoffensive flicker of flame. Beckoning. It persisted. It was something other than wet and rock and wind and fear, and this uniqueness alone was enough to urge me to leverage myself from the frigid ground and stagger on.


I pushed, and struggled, and at last I reached my goal.


I found the stranger standing in the light.


He was faced away from me, standing in a pavilion of sculpted stone and glass and kept company by a single lantern, my light, that sat on a broken spire at the center.


That lantern, at that moment, was my sun and stars. I had made it that far, and was safe.

Obtained from

Dark Hat

Proc Rate

procRate::8%

Proc Damage (minimum)

procDmgMin::2500

Proc Damage (cap)

procDmgCap::3500

{{#set:statdps=1100 }} {{#set:minprocdps=200 }} {{#set:maxprocdps=280 }} {{#set:totalminprocdps=1300 }} {{#set:totalmaxprocdps=1380 }} {{#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=Penstroke: Chance for bonus damage; Extra against normal raids. (8% @ 51,250/71,750 damage)}} {{#set:text=III. Unlike the violent brash clap of the lightning, this light was a warm and inoffensive flicker of flame. Beckoning. It persisted. It was something other than wet and rock and wind and fear, and this uniqueness alone was enough to urge me to leverage myself from the frigid ground and stagger on.


I pushed, and struggled, and at last I reached my goal.


I found the stranger standing in the light.


He was faced away from me, standing in a pavilion of sculpted stone and glass and kept company by a single lantern, my light, that sat on a broken spire at the center.


That lantern, at that moment, was my sun and stars. I had made it that far, and was safe.}} {{#set:obtained=Dark Hat}} {{#set:used=}} {{#set:notes=}} {{#set:unique=}}