Echidna-Slayer's Set is a set of 8 Epic items. Crafted by upgrading each piece of the Echidnan Set with an Echidna Victory Banner.
The Set
Name | Att | Def | AV | Per | Ability | Obtained | |
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Echidna-Slayer's Blade Whip | 200 | 200 | 250 | The Dragon's Gone West: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage against Nightmare raids | Crafting | ||
Echidna-Slayer's Bulwark | 200 | 200 | 250 | The Dragon's Gone West: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage against Nightmare raids | Crafting | ||
Echidna-Slayer's Helm | 200 | 200 | 250 | The Dragon's Gone West: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage against Nightmare raids | Crafting | ||
Echidna-Slayer's Cuirass | 200 | 200 | 250 | The Dragon's Gone West: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage against Nightmare raids | Crafting | ||
Echidna-Slayer's Gauntlets | 200 | 200 | 250 | The Dragon's Gone West: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage against Nightmare raids | Crafting | ||
Echidna-Slayer's Cuisses | 200 | 200 | 250 | The Dragon's Gone West: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage against Nightmare raids | Crafting | ||
Echidna-Slayer's Sabatons | 200 | 200 | 250 | The Dragon's Gone West: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage against Nightmare raids | Crafting | ||
Echidna-Slayer's War Mount | 300 | 286 | 372 | The Dragon's Gone West: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage against Nightmare raids | Crafting |
Full Set Bonus
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Raid Attack Value: 2121.5 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Duel Power: 1693 |
Lore
Mathias opened his journal, took up a quill, and wrote the following:
--- He closed the tome and smiled. Every achievement brought him closer to his goal. |
Echidna... Tiresias gazed at her corpse, and tried to fathom what malevolence the darkness of death had now swallowed. She'd been his enemy for millennia -- the undying, unstoppable foe of the First Drake War. And she was gone. It made him feel so very ancient. Part of a breed that was coming to an end. |
Roland undid the clasps on his sword. The sharp sheath came away, revealing the steel Rogar forged and a callous baroness once prized. He took a moment to admire the craftsman's work. It had fit over his weapon perfectly, fashioned from shavings of Krykagrius' claw light enough so as not to disrupt its balance, and granted his sword the power to inflict lasting wounds on the drake's hide.
It had been a good adventure. But Roland set the sheath aside now, for the next one was already calling. |
Matricide stood before the carnage she had helped bring about, blades and body splattered with the slaughtered wyrm's blood. The others were celebrating. They cheered, laughed, drank, and sang. This had been just another battle for them, abeit against so powerful a foe, waged beneath the clashing waves of fate and prophecy. It was different for her. Killing Echidna had been her purpose, the reason for her existence.
What happened now? |
Teucer Tullian looked at his quiver. Only one of the special arrows, each tipped with a tiny fragment of Sluriasma's claws, remained amongst its mundane counterparts -- distinguished by its bright green fletches. A single arrow left... It was an archer's nightmare. To stand there with the enemy bearing down on him, knowing that a single shaft, one shot of the bow, was all that stood between him and destruction. An entire lifetime wagered on a single instant of skill and luck.
But the battle had been won, so the nobleman put it from his mind and joined the celebrations. |
"Well fought, Marcus," Sar Velania said. "I saw the blow you struck. Some might say it was the killing blow."
The former guardsman shrugged. "We all did our part. Glory should never belong to one warrior alone." "Not even <playername>?" A faint smile crossed his face. "Maybe him," he said. "But only because the kingdom needs it." |
Medea's fingers danced across the strings of her harp. The battle was over, but the tale remained to be told. Swift moments of hard fighting had to be woven into a chronicle that would endure for centuries. Such mighty deeds deserved to be embedded in the fabric of eternity. |
"I made it a bit safer," Bosso says. "Now maybe those damn parents will stop complaining."
"You added more spikes," you reply. "Yes! Good eye, <name>." "How does that make it safer for the children it ploughs into?" "It doesn't. It makes it safer for the one riding it. After all, that one's parents are the customers!" |