Difference between revisions of "Dual Wielding Treatise I"
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|BookName=The Adventures in Distant Lands. A Dozen of Exciting and Exceptionally Truthful Tales Which Will Amaze You | |BookName=The Adventures in Distant Lands. A Dozen of Exciting and Exceptionally Truthful Tales Which Will Amaze You | ||
|LearnText=Allows you to learn the following dual wielding abilities: | |LearnText=Allows you to learn the following dual wielding abilities: | ||
|ActiveSkill1=Flurry of | |ActiveSkill1=Flurry of Strikes | ||
|ActiveSkill2= | |ActiveSkill2=Deflect | ||
|PassiveSkill1= | |PassiveSkill1=Dual Wielding Training | ||
|PassiveSkill2=Dying Fervor | |||
|Description=A collection of stories told by Red Valdvan, a famous treasure hunter, written down by his friend. Tellingly, the book made him significantly more money than his treasure-hunting career. | |Description=A collection of stories told by Red Valdvan, a famous treasure hunter, written down by his friend. Tellingly, the book made him significantly more money than his treasure-hunting career. | ||
|Price=250 | |Price=250 | ||
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Teaches : | Teaches : | ||
*{{cl|Active|Flurry of | *{{cl|Active|Flurry of Strikes}} | ||
*{{cl|Active| | *{{cl|Active|Deflect}} | ||
*{{cl|Orange| | *{{cl|Orange|Dual Wielding Training}} | ||
*{{cl|Orange|Dying Fervor}} | |||
==Acquired From== | ==Acquired From== | ||
Revision as of 22:44, 6 March 2022
Description
| “ | The Adventures in Distant Lands. A Dozen of Exciting and Exceptionally Truthful Tales Which Will Amaze You. | „ |
Effect
Teaches :
Acquired From
- Sometimes sold by Gerlot, merchant in Mannshire.
- Sometimes sold by Bert, merchant in Osbrook.
- Always sold by Unar, scribe in Mannshire.
Book content
( . . . )
...There were twenty of us, the best of the best, each and every one was an experienced veteran I could personally vouch for. And now? There's only seven men left. Seven!
I even made it through "The Long Winter Spent in Fjall", reading it from cover to cover. Naturally, I didn't skip the chapter about berserkers, though back then I figured it to be a tall tale, written down by not the most talented of quill-drivers. I'd never been so wrong in my life. What's even worse, my mistake cost so many men their lives.
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We had one of the locals leading the way. The scroll wasn't lying: the Sanctuary turned out to be a shrine to some local god... To our great joy, there were only ten dwarves guarding it - five elderly shamans and five younger berserkers. It felt as if the gold was already in our reach...
( . . . )
The Host almighty, I can't believe how foolish and naive we were! Rodrick was cleaved in four faster than he could take a single swing with his sword... Domnar tried to hold one of those sonsofbitches off only to lose his head.
Varn, Tenmar, and Riventain barely managed to shoot a bolt each - they missed, making these shots their last. Our right flank had it even worse... Nidward and I had no other choice but to cowardly drop our weapons and run as fast as we could...
( . . . )
See also
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