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imported>Trashmonks
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imported>Trashmonks
(Updated by Teamtoto using QBE v1.0rc1)
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| corpse = {{ID to name|Goatfolk Corpse}}
| corpse = {{ID to name|Goatfolk Corpse}}
| corpsechance = 5
| corpsechance = 5
| quickness = 100
| movespeed = 100
| role = Hero
| role = Hero
| isswarmer = no
| inheritingfrom = Goatfolk Shaman
| dynamictable = {{Dynamic object|Goatfolk}} </br>{{Dynamic object|Jungle_Creatures}} </br>{{Dynamic object|Ruins_Creatures}}
| strength = 16+1d3+3d2+2
| strength = 16+1d3+3d2+2
| agility = 14+1d3+3d1+1
| agility = 14+1d3+3d1+1
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| heat = 0
| heat = 0
| faction = {{creature faction|{{FactionID to name|Mamon}}|100}}
| faction = {{creature faction|{{FactionID to name|Mamon}}|100}}
| demeanor = neutral
| gender = male
| gender = male
| inventory = {{inventory|{{ID to name|Cyclopean Prism}}|1}}{{inventory|{{ID to name|BloodyDagger3}}|1}}{{inventory|{{ID to name|Goatfolk_Horns}}|1}}
| inventory = {{inventory|{{ID to name|Cyclopean Prism}}|1}}{{inventory|{{ID to name|BloodyDagger3}}|1}}{{inventory|{{ID to name|Goatfolk_Horns}}|1}}

Revision as of 23:17, 28 August 2019

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Reason: Mental mutations are given to Mamon dynamically outside of XML. How are they specified and what mutations are they?
Mamon Souldrinker
Mamon souldrinker.png
Character

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Mamon

Faction

Children of Mamon (Loved100 Reputation)

Demeanor

neutral

Gender

male

Inventory
Inventory
Skills
Skills
Mutations
Mutations
Corpse Dropped

goatfolk corpse(favilink error!) (5%)

Role

Hero

Spawns in

Goatfolk
Jungle_Creatures
Ruins_Creatures

Mamon Souldrinker

Mamon stands nearly a head taller than his kin and broader at the shoulders. Great tufts of blood-matted hair, some of which is braided, tassel out from his head and chin, and a tattered, crimson headdress hangs from one of his colossal horns. In long swaths on his bare chest the fur is scorched and the skin flayed. He wears a sarong wrapped about his waist, its wool fibers sodden with a foul, inky liquid. His face is a vision of madness, at once the countenance of a rapturous crone and a child in fright.

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