Stats | |||||||||
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HP | ATK | DEF | DEX | ||||||
Min | 44 | 37 | 1 | 6 | |||||
Max | 347 | 143 | 3 | 22 | |||||
Elder | 468 | 171 | 3 | 27 |
Buffs at max level |
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Unit Effects |
Increase slash atk resistance penetration (10) - sub : (6) Increase AGI (5%) - sub : (3%) |
Increase AOE Resistance (10) - sub : (3) |
Party Effects |
Increase critical evasion (24) - sub : (21) Increase Single target Resistance (16) - sub : (5) Increase ATK (50%) - sub : (30%) |
Lore |
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Guided by a strange fate, Gryfford, Alaya, and Oldoa find themselves resting together around a campfire. Above the flames hangs Oldoa's iron cauldron, its contents boiling merrily. Bobbing in the pot is an eclectic mixture of objects that do not look at all like the ingredients of a stew. Gryfford takes a suspicious sip of the broth, pauses, stares at his companions in delighted surprise, then starts wolfing it down. Alaya glances back and forth between Gryfford and the pot, disbelief on her face, but then, persuaded by Oldoa's encouraging smile, she too takes a tentative sip. It's like nothing she has ever tasted before, but with every spoonful, it grows more and more delicious. How wonderful it would be to share this with my brother Oberon, Alaya thinks, as she gazes contentedly through the rising steam. |