LotS/Manhunter's Auto-Cuffs
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| name::Manhunter's Auto-Cuffs | [[:Category:LotS/type::Trinket|type::Trinket]] |
| Attack: attack::412 Defense: defense::412 |
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| Most Dangerous Game: Chance for bonus damage (9% @ 41,000); Extra damage for each additional Manhunter item equipped; Extra damage against Humans (246,000) | |
| 17. A few hours later, the manhunter was looking down the scope of his rifle -- even he couldn't rely on eye and instinct at this range -- waiting for his prey. The sight within the circular window made him growl. Two men, each clutching a pistol, were menacing a young woman. From their bright, garish suits and her belt-like skirt, the trio were a pair of pimps and one of their hookers. And from the look of things, these pimps intended to teach her a lesson for some real or imagined misstep. The girl's cheeks were streaked with tears. Her words were inaudible, but Kell knew she was pleading with them. One of the men, a brute dressed from head to toe in blazing blue, backhanded her across the face. | |
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{{#set:statdps=2060 }} {{#set:minprocdps=180 }} {{#set:maxprocdps=1080 }} {{#set:totalminprocdps=2240 }} {{#set:totalmaxprocdps=3140 }} {{#set:stamina=0 }} {{#set:energy=0 }} {{#set:honor=0 }} {{#set:pvp=0 }} {{#set:pvpattack=0 }} {{#set:pvpdefense=0 }} {{#set:health=0 }}
{{#set:color=Yellow}} {{#set:ability=Most Dangerous Game: Chance for bonus damage (9% @ 41,000); Extra damage for each additional Manhunter item equipped; Extra damage against Humans (246,000)}} {{#set:text=17. A few hours later, the manhunter was looking down the scope of his rifle -- even he couldn't rely on eye and instinct at this range -- waiting for his prey. The sight within the circular window made him growl. Two men, each clutching a pistol, were menacing a young woman. From their bright, garish suits and her belt-like skirt, the trio were a pair of pimps and one of their hookers. And from the look of things, these pimps intended to teach her a lesson for some real or imagined misstep. The girl's cheeks were streaked with tears. Her words were inaudible, but Kell knew she was pleading with them. One of the men, a brute dressed from head to toe in blazing blue, backhanded her across the face.}} {{#set:obtained=Expedition Pack (Retired)}} {{#set:used=}} {{#set:notes=}} {{#set:unique=}}