Status
2672
Status
2618
2-4
49
Resistances
Endure
[x0.75]
Weak
[x1.5]
Normal
[x1]
Normal
[x1]
Endure
[x0.75]
Normal
[x1]
Weak
[x1.5]
Ineff.
[x0.5]
Weak
[x1.5]
Endure
[x0.75]
Stagger Threshold
-
level: 50
3
+3
SKILL 2
5
+6
7
+6
SKILL 5
[On Hit] Inflict 3 
Fragile and 10 
Bleed
If target has
Nutrient Drain, heal 20 HP, and gain 2 Attack resultenhancement next turn
If target has
12
+15
SKILL 6
[On Use] All Trees of Desires heal 15 HP; If there are no Trees of Desires, spawn one
When the HP is brought to 85% and 50% of Max HP, respectively, spawns 2 Trees of Desires and changes behavior.
PASSIVE
When the HP is brought to 85% of Max HP, spawns 2 Trees of Desires and changes behavior.
PASSIVE
When the HP is brought to 50% of Max HP, spawns 2 Trees of Desires and changes behavior.
PASSIVE
If 'Time of Harvest' loses in a clash, lose 5 SP
PASSIVE
When in panic, gain 2 protection and reset SP to 0 at the start of the next turn.
PASSIVE
After using the skill Please Be My Nutrient 3 times, become staggered next turn.
PASSIVE
This unit's Panic Type does not change when inflicted with an effect that changes Panic Types. Instead, this unit is inflicted with an effect that is inflicted against targets without SP.
PASSIVE
Story
After being cast adrift, it would seem that he now has a clearly set path ahead. I no longer see the Dongrang who concealed shaky eyes with his usual smile. I now see a man striding forward and straight...toward claiming his glory and power. He would have pondered a long time for this. Between a life of the mind's fruitfulness borne out of tending to living beings, and a life of gluttony where he may escape the shadows of the League and find recognition for his own work. Dongrang seems to have chosen the latter. Doing so, he must have faced the yellow calf that had been weighing his heart down in his mind...and killed it. Since he abandoned his hometown and the calf, he appeared hungry at all times. Hunger for recognition, constant weighing of what he left behind and what he has now, and the infinitesimal weight of his share. Dongrang...has found a way to lead himself onward through the barley hump, ending this period of famine and swiping what few grains of rice that remain for him to chew on. And now, he seems intent on killing me as his very first move. Removing the closest shade of the past before his eyes. Dongrang walks toward me, one step at a time... And each time his foot touches the ground, sceneries of all things falling ill and being sacrified hover before my eyes.
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