Supple Ivasian inciter
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A supple Ivasian inciter is a surpassingly attractive figure clad in a loose silken shirt of shimmering green cloth of a vivid bile green hue and a darker loincloth. More than just a hint of zealotry glimmers in her kohl-rimmed eyes. She wears a glinting steel symbol, painted red and bordered in a wreath of tentacles, that depicts a stylized wisp of green smoke.
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Other information
These creatures worship Ivas.
Ability Messaging
Inciters have a move that will cause you to go into a temporary rage (forcing offensive stance). You will be able to move back to defensive/guarded once you have caught your breath.
Messaging indicating you have been affected:
A supple Ivasian inciter spins quickly behind you and delivers a well placed kick! You feel humiliated and enraged!
Messaging once the effect wears off:
You calm down slightly, catching your breath.
Unknown messaging:
A supple Ivasian inciter raises her voice in a ululating chant, surrounding herself with wisps of sickly green energy.
Casting Spirit Strike (117):
A supple Ivasian inciter throws his head back in pleasure as he completes his incantation! An invisible force guides a supple Ivasian inciter.
Arrival/Departure Messaging
A supple Ivasian inciter strides in with a smooth, rolling gait.
With a smooth, rolling gait, a supple Ivasian inciter strides south.
Death and LOOT/decay messaging
A supple Ivasian inciter begins to mouth a desperate prayer, but death stifles her.
You search the Ivasian inciter. You discard the inciter's useless equipment. She didn't carry any silver. She had nothing else of value. A supple Ivasian inciter's lifeless features twitch and spread into a rictus grin. The thin, glowing lines of ink crowding a supple Ivasian inciter's skin blaze violently to life, their radiance intensifying as it consumes the inciter's flesh, leaving naught behind but a lingering wisp of greenish smoke.
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