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{{name}} is a unique creature found in the [[Tomb of the Eaters]] and tied to the [[Fraying Favorites]] quest. The mopango who watches over them is {{favilink|Yona | {{name}} is a unique creature found in the [[Tomb of the Eaters]] and tied to the [[Fraying Favorites]] quest. The mopango who watches over them is {{favilink|Yona}}. If presented with the {{favilink|repulsive device}}, it will give {{favilink|Dagasha's Spur}}, which (when equipped and booted up) gives the wearer's followers [[Teleportation]] at level 1. | ||
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Revision as of 17:06, 26 April 2022
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Character
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ID?
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Dagasha |
Faction
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mopango (Liked75 Reputation) |
Demeanor
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neutral |
Gender
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Inventory
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Inventory
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\writhing spike6d6 12/1012 x6(100%) | |
Skills
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Skills
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Mutations
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Mutations
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Corpse Dropped
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bizarre carnage (100%) |
Experience?
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750 XP |
XP Tier
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6 |
Role
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Extra info:
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Infobox data from game version 2.0.203.20
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It has no mouth, and yet it screams. Heralded by a thin, sharp sound almost too high-pitched to hear is an entity both rigid and serpentine, bristling with wicked appendages that end in writhing, needle-sharp points. Dark eyes sweep the surroundings as it winds its path forward.
Dagasha is a unique creature found in the Tomb of the Eaters and tied to the Fraying Favorites quest. The mopango who watches over them is Yona. If presented with the repulsive device, it will give Dagasha's spur, which (when equipped and booted up) gives the wearer's followers Teleportation at level 1.
Conversations
- Subpage: Dagasha/Conversations
Story
If we'd all done as I said, none of this would have happened. I can’t remember what I said, nor why we didn't all do it. But I know I was right, and so do you, and at some point everyone will. I may not be without fault or error, but the fault is not mine here, nor anywhere else.
I knew, and I told. These were the things I was for. I knew and I told, and I could yet have known, could have told, but my knowing and telling wasn’t enough. Not in this case.
I cannot deny that it was an expert betrayal even for family, and I often imagine the betrayer smiling down at us. I shall endeavor to remember the details I lost, in case I might be able to use them someday.
Not on you, of course. Never on you.
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