Noxious Vetiver
Noxious Vetiver.jpg
Production overview

Manufacturer:

Scorn

Rarity class:

Legendary

Weapon type:

Submachine Gun

Intrinsic frame:

Precision Frame

Min-max impact:

25

Min-max stability:

38

Min-max handling:

18

Min-max reload speed:

19

Min-max magazine:

26

Specifications

Ammunition type:

Primary ammo

Rate of fire:

600 RPM

Damage:

Arc Arc

Effective range:

48

Hidden stats

Aim assistance:

55

Inventory size:

22

Zoom:

14

Recoil:

94

Airborne effectiveness:

19

 

"Artisans realize the laws of nature so that they may break them."
— Weapon flavor text

Noxious Vetiver is a Submachine Gun introduced in Episode: Revenant Act II. It deals Arc damage.

TraitsEdit

Intrinsic Trait Intrinsic Frame Barrel Bowstring Blade Haft Sight Magazine Arrow Guard Perk 1 Perk 2 Stock Grip Origin Catalyst

LoreEdit

Artisans realize the laws of nature so that they may break them.

The weaver held his handcrafted basket close to his chest, mandibles clicking in disappointment as he surveyed the disarray of modern flasks and burettes scattered among the more traditional tools of an apothecary.

"Have you gotten lost on your way to market, weaver?" a voice called out.

Namrask turned calmly toward Eido's steely gaze. "You treat your tools with disrespect," he replied.

"I am under a deadline. Perhaps you could critique my workspace another time," she retorted.

"Velask, as I greet you in the Light," Namrask said, ignoring her barb. "I come with gifts. For you or… Slayer Baron." He held his finely woven basket, filled with dyes consisting of colorful extracts and powders, out for Eido to take. "From one artisan to another."

"I didn't ask for these." She eyed him warily.

Namrask made a show of deep ireliis toward the Kell's throne cloaked in darkness behind him. "Eia, I know. But as I told your father, quality dyes good for cloth, good for medicine. Our worlds are not that far apart."

Eido let out a soft snort of derision. "You and I are very far apart from where I'm standing."

Namrask inclined his head toward her. "As you say. But a great Kell told me once: to nurture life is the goal of weaving. Is that not yours also?" He offered the basket again and waited patiently.

"…Eia," she finally replied, and accepted the basket with hesitant gratitude.

AppearanceEdit