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| Provoke (1235)
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| Mnemonic
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[provoke]
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| Base Duration
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180 seconds
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| Added Duration
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None
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| Span
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None
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| Utility Magic
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| Subtype
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Creature Generation
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| Components
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Sentient Creatures
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| Availability
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Sentient Creatures
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Provoke sends thoughts of rage throughout an area that incites the local creatures. This effect potentially increases the generation rate for sentient creatures in the area. Baseline Provoke is usually about the same as adding 1 person to a hunting area. The exact numbers vary based on the individual area's spawn rates and the type of creatures being provoked.
The rate can be further increased by training in Mental Lore, Telepathy with thresholds at 45, 90, 135, and 180. The simplest explanation is that every 45 ranks of lore is equal to adding 1 more person to a hunting area.
The extra creatures benefit is also restricted by the number of characters in the area (progressively more so the higher the bonus). At lower thresholds, if a Monk is solo or in a small group in a hunting area without others, they are not likely to notice a reduction in the effectiveness of this spell. In more populated hunting areas, depending on the time of day, there may be reduced effectiveness. In other words, the more players hunting the same hunting ground will reduce the effectiveness of this spell.
Lore Benefit
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Gen Rate
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| 0
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If Solo, your gen rate will typically be similar to that of 2 people hunting together.
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| 15
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Provoke can affect creatures classified as animals and insects, this includes kiramon.
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| 45
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If Solo, your gen rate will typically be similar to that of 3 people hunting together.
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| 90
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If Solo, your gen rate will typically be similar to that of 4 people hunting together.
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Messaging
| First person
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You focus inward, drawing on all of your unrest and unsettled indignation. Before you, a ball of blanched fire winks into existence. You feed it your anger, your pettiness and your hate, watching it swell and grow. Tendrils of white flame extend from the miniature sun, snaking out to lash the air. Pouring the last, deepest remnants of your vitriol, you unleash the full power of your rage. It spreads like an inferno, overtaking all in its path, battering them with the entirety of your darkest thoughts.
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| Third person
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What ire, what vitriol unleashed! Monk's provocation hangs palpably in the air, a ball of cold, blanched fire, before spreading like an inferno, overtaking all in its path.
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| Third person (not in the room)
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Streaks of blanched fire lance the air, their white tendrils arcing. Carried on the flames is a wave of anger and withering hostility, which touches everything, even what the blaze does not.
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| Expiration
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The sense of anger in the air, previously hanging like a vitriolic cloud, laced with blanched fire, fades and then disappears.
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