LotS/Tetrarchos' Snake Whip
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| name::Tetrarchos' Snake Whip | [[:Category:LotS/type::Off Hand|type::Off Hand]] |
| Attack: attack::440 Defense: defense::420 |
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| Four of Him: Chance for bonus damage (10% @ 225,500); Extra damage for each additional Tetrarchos set item owned (Max: 4 of each) (+25,625/Max: 1,045,500); Extra damage against Alien Beast raids (563,750); Extra damage against Alien Beast raids for each additional Tetrarchos set item owned (Max: 4 of each) (+64,050/Max: 3,136,500) | |
| 2. He watched from the rain-lashed rooftop. Water trickled down his armor in a thousand rivulets, granting baptism. He belonged to New Culverton now. As much a part of its painted nights as the streets and shadows. His dragon-self and lion-self yearned to roar at the heavens -- to declare his presence and bellow his challenge. But the snake-self and goat-self held them back. Quiet and cunning, they urged. His deeds would serve as his roar when the time was right. The dragon-self grumbled. The lion-self growled. But they gave way. | |
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{{#set:statdps=2180 }} {{#set:minprocdps=1100 }} {{#set:maxprocdps=15300 }} {{#set:totalminprocdps=3280 }} {{#set:totalmaxprocdps=17480 }} {{#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=Four of Him: Chance for bonus damage (10% @ 225,500); Extra damage for each additional Tetrarchos set item owned (Max: 4 of each) (+25,625/Max: 1,045,500); Extra damage against Alien Beast raids (563,750); Extra damage against Alien Beast raids for each additional Tetrarchos set item owned (Max: 4 of each) (+64,050/Max: 3,136,500)}} {{#set:text=2. He watched from the rain-lashed rooftop. Water trickled down his armor in a thousand rivulets, granting baptism. He belonged to New Culverton now. As much a part of its painted nights as the streets and shadows. His dragon-self and lion-self yearned to roar at the heavens -- to declare his presence and bellow his challenge. But the snake-self and goat-self held them back. Quiet and cunning, they urged. His deeds would serve as his roar when the time was right. The dragon-self grumbled. The lion-self growled. But they gave way.}} {{#set:obtained=Tetrarchos Vault}} {{#set:used=}} {{#set:notes=}} {{#set:unique=}}