Frat Warrior drill sergeant
| Frat Warrior drill sergeant | |
|---|---|
| Monster ID | 528 |
| Locations | Orcish Frat House (Verge of War) (in Filthy Hippy Disguise or War Hippy Fatigues) |
| Hit Points | 200 |
| Attack | 175 |
| Defense | 157 |
| No-Hit | 185 |
| Initiative | 60 |
| Meat | None |
| Phylum | orc |
| Elements | sleaze |
| Resistance | None |
| Monster Parts | head, arm, leg, torso |
| Manuel Entry | |
| refreshedit data | |
You're fighting a Frat Warrior drill sergeantYou wander into the Officer's Lounge and see a man sitting in an overstuffed leather armchair, sipping brandy from a snifter. He looks up, sees you, tells Brandy to get the hell out of his snifter and take herself elsewhere, and heads your way, barely leaving you time to read this description:
This frat boy is currently on his fourth or fifth year as a senior in whatever University the fraternity belongs to. He's a grizzled veteran with the liver of a 90-year-old Irish guy and thick callouses on his paddlin' hand. He's in charge of whipping the frat boys into shape, and whipping the asses of anybody who crosses paths with him.
Which, unfortunately, you just did.
Hit Message(s):
He makes you do a humiliating thing involving a pickle, an obstacle course, and two orifices that should never mix. Ow! Oof! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! (sleaze damage)
He downs an entire six-pack of beer at once, then crushes all six cans on your forehead. Oof! Ooh! Argh!
He downs a fifth of tequila, smashes the neck off the bottle, and stabs you with it! Ugh! Ow! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!
He shouts "drop and give me twenty, maggot!" The push-ups don't hurt, but being whacked with a paddle after each one does. Ugh! Ooh!
He makes you clean his boots with your tongue. There's a fine line, by the way, between "military" and "kinky," and he just crossed that line. Ooh! Eek! Eek! Eek! (sleaze damage)
He downs a fifth of tequila, then passes out. Nobody messes with tequila. Nobody.
He shouts "drop and give me twenty!" but you respectfully decline.
He tries to haze you, but you're unfazed by the hazing.
He starts to paddle you, but notices a platoon of new recruits who didn't shine their shoes this morning, and has to run over and shout at them.
He roars and crushes a can on his forehead. It's slightly intimidating, but otherwise not much of an attack. (FUMBLE!)
 | You acquire an item: distressed denim pants (9.8% chance)* |
 | You acquire an item: beer helmet (10.0% chance)* |
 | You acquire an item: bejeweled pledge pin (9.9% chance)* |
 | You acquire an item: flask flops (5% chance)* |
| You gain 43-44 <substat>. |
Occurs at the Orcish Frat House (Verge of War), in either the Filthy Hippy Disguise or War Hippy Fatigues
