Hold your head up high, and wipe that water from your eye, as there's no need to cry when Almond Schwarzen-hopper is nearby!
Growing up in the wastelands of Langdon, you have no choice but to quickly adapt to it's cruel ways. In a land run by outlaws, it's kill or be killed, and when you're placed in that position, you do what needs to be done in order to survive. Almond may not be proud of his past, but it was a necessary evil that helped to shape him into the creature that he is today.
A hardened individual that's become desensitized to violence would normally be a character to fear, but the only ones that should be frightened are those who stand in the way of Almond's personal mission; to rid the world of evil.
This rascally rabbit may be one of the good guys, but don't let his kind heart fool you. Tough as nails, and relentless in combat, if you're looking to start trouble, he may just be forced to terminate you! Woven by a secretive order of stormcallers known as the Aetherweavers, this cape crackles with the tension of a sky moments before it breaks. Its silken threads, pulled from the webs of the elusive Velora, a lightning-born spider said to nest among the highest thunderclouds, shimmer with residual volts that dance across the fabric in branching arcs.
Wearing the Thunderweave Cape is said to blur the line between the storm and the soul. It doesn't just protect the wearer, it connects them to the pulse of the sky itself.
A symbol of precision, patience, and power, much like the lightning strike and the spider’s web alike. Allows shapeshifting into this form.
+50% movement speed while active. Grants the Cleanse ability, allowing harmful effects to be removed during an adventure.
Cleanse has a 23 second cooldown and costs 425 energy.
Your companion also helps break objects.Pets are your best friends!
They will follow you wherever you go and never grow tired. +5% Attack Speed, 5% Crit ChanceKrong'Oul was at his last end.
He had no family, there was no work in the town and he had no material possessions to his name other than the plain clothes on his body.
Often seen around town, he was known for two things.
Firstly, for often saying 'Good times never last' and secondly, for always being jovial and friendly in manner.
One evening, Krong was walking down a deserted alley when he noticed a large sack, tied at one end with a rope, laying on the ground.
Krong approached to inspect the sack and saw that it had obviously fallen off the back of a wagon.
After struggling momentarily to undo the knot in the rope, Krong opened the sack and stared, wide eyed, at a number of bows of superlative craftsmanship with a curious pink glow radiating from them.
Although not being knowledgable with weapons, Krong knew these bows were a treasure of immense value.
Right at that moment a gruff voice yelled out 'Who goes there?!', to which Krong looked up and saw a guard staring into the quiet alley.
Krong, not wanting to lose this treasure, conducted himself in a cool manner and explained politely that he was just loading up his wagon.
The guard grunted before slowly walking off.
Krong then set about transferring the bows to a safe place before going on to sell them for a great fortune indeed.
With his complete change of circumstances, Krong'Oul had seen the last of hard times trying to make ends meet!+10% Attack SpeedForged for the vanguard of the Nova Rebellion, Ultrus was the blade of their last charg, a towering sword meant to split the enemy line and blaze a path forward.
Its light was a rallying cry, fierce and unrelenting, yet when the rebellion broke, Ultrus fell with them, buried in the blood and ruin of their final stand. +900 health and +900 energyLanguage of the mad.
Takes away all mental stress and anxiety.5 uses per Adventure+20% Melee, Ranged and Magic Weapon DamageWrought by a reclusive artisan who plumbed the mysteries of the ocean's depths, the Abyssal Dominator is an amulet of unparalleled power. Forged from the combined essence of Luminous Coral Shards, Mystic Kraken Ink, Deepwater Pearl Essence, and the coveted Shadowed Leviathan Scale, this artifact is said to have been blessed by the spirits of the abyss.
Those who wear the Abyssal Dominator find themselves endowed with a mastery over all forms of combat, their attacks resonating with the elemental forces drawn from the deepest corners of the ocean. The amulet's presence alone evokes awe, as if the very essence of the abyss courses through its wearer, ready to be unleashed upon any who dare to challenge its chosen champion.Leeches up to +100 health and converts it to energy from nearby monsters in line of sight, up to 10000 health (The effect is stronger the closer you are to the target)In the years following his escape, Arkor's pursuit of forbidden knowledge only deepened. He learned that vengeance alone could not sustain his waning power, so he sought to transmute it.
The Ring of Transference was his final triumph: a masterpiece of cruel ingenuity that twists the flow of life itself. Instead of feeding upon the blood of others, it channels their stolen vitality into pure energy, invigorating its bearer with every nearby death.
Few can endure its surge without collapse, for the ring does not distinguish between the strength it grants and the strength it devours.+20% Crit Chance and +20% Crit DamageNamed Necrofancy, for it's elegant design, yet deathly brutal power, this mesmerizing pendant is not only a sight to behold, but may also be the dominant figure of your nightmares.
Often regarded for it's well crafted appearance, this fashionable necklace covertly harbors a far darker secret, within. Nestled inside it's viridescent gem, exists the spirit of Makarai, a skilled soldier of darkness, and sworn enemy of all that is holy.
Although Makarai is no longer around, in physical form, it is said that his lifeblood lives on, within this polished forgotten artifact. Those who don this ring, are said to become infused through spiritic bond, and bestowed the last remaining essence of power, from this once, legendarily corrupt, being.+10% chance to deal +2454 Extra Ranged Weapon DamageThe Nova Rebellion have a firm set of rules, and if those rules are broken, termination of membership will surely follow. One practice that is strictly forbidden, is arrow skipping. Under no circumstances must this act be performed whilst being a member of the rebellion. Nevertheless, just as the old adage tells us, where rules exist, disobedience persists, and thus, the Nightingales were born.
Exiled from the grounds of the Nova Rebellion due to their insubordination, hundreds of expelled members joined together in hopes of creating their own guild, where they would be free to practice, and master this forbidden act. After purchasing a plot of land on the outskirts of Talmuth to house their training grounds, this hope officially became a reality.
Contrary to popular belief, arrow skipping isn't simply a technique, it's an art, a dark art to be precise, hence the reason for the Nova Rebellion's fierce opposition to it. Dark magic can be incredibly dangerous, but when it comes to arrow skipping, the Nightingales appear to have it down to a science.
After discovering a way to imbue nearly any object with this incredible ability, the group set out to create a powerful line of weaponry, with the aim of enticing individuals to join their ranks. One of those very creations was a spectacular ring, labeled the Nightingale Nexus. With the potential to turn any bow into a ricocheting weapon of war, this phenomenal circlet is sure to attract the attention of bowmen from all across the lands.+12% Ranged Weapon DamageAs the sharpened arrow pierced it's heart, the crystalline dragon tumbled to the ground, it's glimmering coat shattering like a thousand sheets of fallen glass in synchronous fashion, leaving behind but a mass of lucid scales, and jubilant relief…
Those who know of the ancient tale, believe it to be true, and if it were not, how does one explain the power of the Dragonscalers? Said to be forged from the scaly hide of the ancient beast known as the Crystalline Dragon, these uniquely limited set of rings have yet to be reproduced, nor have the gems that make up it's physical composition been found anywhere throughout the known world.
Whether it's existence derives from myth, or historical accuracy, the Dragonscaler remains one of the great relics of past, granting it's wearer an immense power, that any archer would gladly kill to get their hands on!