Cloud of disembodied whiskers
| Cloud of disembodied whiskers | |
|---|---|
| Monster ID | 226 |
| Locations | Outskirts of Camp Logging Camp |
| Hit Points | 3 |
| Attack | 2 |
| Defense | 2 |
| No-Hit | 12 |
| Initiative | 45 |
| Meat | None |
| Phylum | weird |
| Elements | None |
| Resistance | None |
| Monster Parts | bristles |
| Manuel Entry | |
| refreshedit data | |
You're fighting a cloud of disembodied whiskersNear the lumberjack camp, you are whisked into a battle by these whiskers. They appear to have been freshly shorn from a lumberjack's beard, and are pretty upset about it.
Hit Message(s):
They lodge themselves in the middle of your back and itch in the one place you can't scratch. Argh!
They scrape themselves over your <foot>, itching as they go. Ooh!
The whiskers all line up in the same direction and dart at you, piercing your kidney. Oof. Eek! Argh! Ouch!
They try to scrape across your face, but get caught in the stubble that's already there. Unless you're a girl, in which case they slide right off your smooth cheeks.
They swarm toward you, but get caught in a free-roaming cloud of shaving cream.
They float toward you menacingly, but before they can reach you they get sucked into an inexplicable air-conditioner intake on the side of a nearby tree. (FUMBLE!)
 | You acquire an item: shaving cream (22.1% chance)* |
| You gain 1 <substat>. |
Occurs at Outskirts of Camp Logging Camp.
Notes
- This monster counts as a group (of size 30). It takes manifold damage from area-of-effect skills such as Wave of Sauce.
