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NEWS ROUNDUP Wild Gear by Zanderic --------- With the new introduction of chaotic items to our world, a spark of curiosity flickered in my mind. Through my deep studies into the new creations, I have learned many things. The first of which is that these items can only be used by those who follow the laws of chaos. Unfortunately that includes those that realize that balance is the true power, such as myself. However this did not stop me from studying the tools while they lay on the ground. I even had a friend of mine wield a wild weapon and test it out on the local Darkhaven guards. It was then when I realized something. The wild weapons were strong... Very strong. Even though those who follow chaos will now benefit from both wild armor and wild weapons. It is the ''wild'' damage that is dealt from wild weapons that holds the most potential. Through much time spent testing out the various weapons, we realized that when the wielder holds the weapon advantage, he can deal up to twice the amount of damage. This could prove to be a dire change for my suggestion would be to always carry one of each weapon with you, so that you may protect yourself from the ''wild'' damage that may fall upon you. The hatred of a shaman by Jastor ---------------------- Good day good citizens of Thera. I write to inform you of one Deurgar who went through many holes and fences simply to live by her own standards. Her thoughts on the knights is that they are filthy and simply wrong. And her god grinned evilly upon her as he saw her devious plan. He embewed her with power to slay Laskuda and she did with easy tact as the poor Knight could not find shelter from her constant rain of slashes. Jermayn was next on her list as the fire in her eyes was not to be extinguished by one riddance. Jermayn's side found her sword and in his fright, he ran to his dwelling in the castle in hopes of shelter. But Celia would not allow this as she narrowed her eyes and brought down the wrath of her awe-inspiring god onto the head of poor Jermayn. Her glory ride was not to be completely halted just yet as it ended in mid-swing on Navatar allowing the Executor to flee and find his life. But even in the darkest corners she lurks to find and finish her task for her god, Navatar can only pray that his god will be kind to him at this time. Jastor Bandylat, Scriber of Dreams. |
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