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|Attack Range=Melee |
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Draped in priestly vestments, this ancient-looking Elven woman lies dead, twiggy fingers clutching a grungy silver chain threaded with a multitude of crystal beads. |
Draped in priestly vestments, this ancient-looking Elven woman lies dead, twiggy fingers clutching a grungy silver chain threaded with a multitude of crystal beads. |
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Description
Draped in priestly vestments, this ancient-looking Gor'Tog woman cuts a frail and emaciated figure. She has mismatched eyes peering out from under her cowl, one cyan and one ebon. On her belt is a glowing silver chain threaded with a multitude of crystal beads that clatter together at every movement.
In Depth
Rides a hideous horned black steed.
Equipment
It is wearing a flowing ice-white caftan hung with silvered serpentine bones, a torn grey woolen cowl.
It is carrying a black-marbled buckler, an adder-shaped sacrificial dagger.
Special Attacks
This is a special attack that can stun even on glancing strikes like this
A ragged wind hag suddenly twirls in place and vanishes into a vortex of cyan-black smoke! Almost immediately, you feel her rancid breath upon your nape, an adder-shaped sacrificial dagger pressing against your throat. The sacrificial dagger cuts your neck with a glancing strike before you can get away from her! [You're bruised, badly balanced with opponent overwhelming you.]
Dead
Draped in priestly vestments, this ancient-looking Elven woman lies dead, twiggy fingers clutching a grungy silver chain threaded with a multitude of crystal beads.