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[[File:Thrixl roachstaff.png|200px|thumb|right|A Thrixl Bard]]
A type of [[Thrixl]].
A type of [[Thrixl]].


Tooltip: A being of clear intelligence, it seems capable of weaving life out of energy and air, calling on mystical forces to undercut its enemies.
== Description ==
 
A being of clear intelligence, it seems capable of weaving life out of energy and air, calling on mystical forces to undercut its enemies.
 
In-game description:
 
<q> Ponderous and inscrutable, its heavy carapace begins to rattle, then to sing. The world changes. </q>
 
==Mechanics==
 
'''Search'''
 
'''Interfuse'''
 
'''Stridulation''' Bard interfuses with a [[Thrusk]], granting it power
 
'''Etherburn''': Bard expends an interfusion to deal magic damage to enemies near the interfusion
 
'''Shrill Song''': Ranged attack, magic damage
 
==Lore==


Quote: 'You wonder what it's singing of, when its voice shivers through tones, and the stuff of creation responds, rearranging itself.' - Burback Streets, the Mole Fellow
Quote: 'You wonder what it's singing of, when its voice shivers through tones, and the stuff of creation responds, rearranging itself.' - Burback Streets, the Mole Fellow

Revision as of 10:50, 24 December 2019

A Thrixl Bard

A type of Thrixl.

Description

A being of clear intelligence, it seems capable of weaving life out of energy and air, calling on mystical forces to undercut its enemies.

In-game description:

 Ponderous and inscrutable, its heavy carapace begins to rattle, then to sing. The world changes. 

Mechanics

Search

Interfuse

Stridulation Bard interfuses with a Thrusk, granting it power

Etherburn: Bard expends an interfusion to deal magic damage to enemies near the interfusion

Shrill Song: Ranged attack, magic damage

Lore

Quote: 'You wonder what it's singing of, when its voice shivers through tones, and the stuff of creation responds, rearranging itself.' - Burback Streets, the Mole Fellow