Poet’s Star-Studded Skirt

Poet's Star-Studded Skirt
Poet's Star-Studded SkirtConceptsPoet’s Star-Studded Skirt
RarityRaritystrRaritystrRaritystrRaritystr
TypeRelics, Body
SourceCavern of Corrosion: “Bloodbathed Battlefront” Castrum Kremnos
Relic Set
Poet of Mourning Collapse
Poet of Mourning Collapse
Set Effect2-Pc: Increases Quantum DMG by 10%.
4-Pc: Decreases the wearer’s SPD by 8%. Before entering battle, if the wearer’s SPD is lower than 110/95, increases the wearer’s CRIT Rate by 20%/32%. This effect applies to the wearer’s memosprite at the same time.
Max Level12
StoryDawn is the gentlest time of the day, her skirt is coincidentally also the colors of the last string of stars before dawn.

Table of Contents
Stats
Gallery
Story

Stats

+12
Base Stats
Class HP
28.75%
Class ATK
28.75%
Class DEF
35.94%
Class CRIT Rate
21.57%
Class CRIT DMG
43.13%
Class Outgoing Healing Boost
23%
Class Effect Hit Rate
28.75%
Subsidiary Stats
Class HP
135.48 ~ 152.42 ~ 169.35
Class ATK
67.74 ~ 76.21 ~ 84.68
Class DEF
67.74 ~ 76.21 ~ 84.68
Class HP
13.82% ~ 15.55% ~ 17.28%
Class ATK
13.82% ~ 15.55% ~ 17.28%
Class DEF
17.28% ~ 19.44% ~ 21.6%
Class SPD
8 ~ 9 ~ 10
Class CRIT Rate
10.37% ~ 11.66% ~ 12.96%
Class CRIT DMG
20.74% ~ 23.33% ~ 25.92%
Class Effect Hit Rate
13.82% ~ 15.55% ~ 17.28%
Class Effect RES
13.82% ~ 15.55% ~ 17.28%
Class Break Effect
20.74% ~ 23.33% ~ 25.92%

Story

"When Aquila opens their eyes, all the stars are asleep. Only one squinting night star remains, being the most curious."

The narrative poem continues till the second cycle of day and night. More listeners gather around the poet, among them Kremnoans with quivers clinking with arrows, and those from Janusopolis who cast divining rods for godly advice. Since the black tide's encroachment across cities, countless historical records have been scattered, and the Grove's scholars have had little time to collect all the documents — many lesser cities did not even get the chance to leave their names behind.

Only the wandering poet knows that the old city occupied by the evil dragon once possessed the esoteric method of alchemy: With flesh as the foundation, everything could be created, and miracles could be performed. The alchemists spoke as such to the king, heartbroken from the tragic loss of his beloved daughter.

"Lament for my homeland...
The silver-tongued alchemist was confident he could resurrect the princess from the dragon's flesh.
What is dead, yet undead. Another ten days pass.
The ritual is finally complete, alas..."

The final nighttime star reluctantly closes its eyes, hankering to listen to the incomplete story of the children of humankind.

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