Rarity: Advanced
All-Rounder
Buffs:
Legion Load Capacity +1%
Skill:
Lvl 1 Fierce Gale
Cooldown: 1m 10s
Rage Cost: None
Casts immediately. Let them suffer the storm’s wrath… well, displeasure.
What can a leaf do if it doesn’t want to be carried away by the wind? Only sit and wait to grow tall.
Description
“When I was young, was always terrified of fire,” said Mayten, seemingly talking to himself. “It’s what left me, ahem, bald, as it were. I could never grow leaves ever again.”
“So it’s no trouble to take care of a poor sweet young fellow such as yourself,” continued the Treant. “Don’t let yesterday’s storm scare you. Foliage like yours deserves its day in the sun.”
Mayten tamped down the dirt with slightly clumsy movements, then stood up.
“The Witherheath is calling me,” he exclaimed. “I’m afraid I can’t stay to take care of you.”
“Farewell!” said Mayten, then stopped for a moment to think of a proper parting blessing. “May you grow to be a tree that never fears the storm.”