Clannfears are somewhat intelligent creatures and prove to be relatively weak foes. Their low hit points make them easy to dispatch without the use of spells or arrows, and while their attacks are strong, they often miss and can be easily dodged. It is possible to engage clannfears in conversation, but it usually leads to combat. Rarely, by taking advantage of their distaste for the Hernes, it is possible to gain them as temporary allies.
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STR | INT | WIL | AGI | END | PER | SPD | LCK |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 100 | 0 | 90 | 40 | 65 | 40 | 70 | 20 | 40 | 45 |
| Location | Level 6 | ||||||||
| Spells | None | ||||||||
Level 6:Havok Wellhead DialogueEdit
Clannfear Cheaters DialogueEdit
Greeting 1Edit
- We smells FLESH! Flesh is wrong! Escapes, has it? Or steals our treasures? Now we takes and strips it, yes, and seeks for its surprises.
- Smell THAT! Warm. Soft. Wet in our teeth. FLESH! Flee, manling, so we bites the BEST parts!
| Player Response | Result |
| Sober up, and stop spitting on me. Where's your master? Dammit! I'm in a hurry. Stop gawking, and start talking. | 01-50: Reply 1 51-00: Reply 2 |
| How can you tolerate these Hernes? They mock the Law. They cheat in the Hunt, and brings dishonor on you all. And, by the way, in case you don't know who you're dealing with, I just killed a Huntsman. Yes. Egahirn. A Huntsman protected by the Sacred Ritual. So. Why don't you go do something about those disgusting Hernes? | 01-50: Reply 3 51-00: Reply 5 |
| [&Tayem] This flesh is not for you, fool. This flesh belongs to Xivilai, and he won't thank you for putting holes in it. See this amulet? That means "Shut up and get out of my way." | 01-50: Reply 1 51-00: Reply 2 |
| Excuse me. Which way to Lord Imago? Very important message for Lord Imago. | Reply 1 |
Reply 1Edit
Lord Xivilai is in his Throne Room, sweetmeats. Would you like to go there now? Here, come close and I'll give you a little ride.
| Player Response | Result |
| Thanks for the tip. Now stop breathing on me. | END MonsterAttack &FearMadEntry1 |
Reply 2Edit
Hhhsssss! Threatens us, does it? Hhhsssss!
| Player Response | Result |
| Yessss. Threatens the sissy little lizard. Then splits its sissy little gizzard. | END MonsterAttack &FearMadEntry1 |
Reply 3Edit
You LIES, person. You can't kill a Daedra. Immortal is your word, yes?
| Player Response | Result |
| Oh, sure, if you have to be technical about it. But I smacked him with the Huntsman Spear – with Dagon's own power. That should put him out for a LONG time. | Reply 4 |
Reply 4Edit
The SHAME! The Huntsman slain by a mortal. The Hernes bring nothing but shame and shame. The Hernes must learn -- Honor the Law. And Faydra must teach -- Honor on the House. They taunts and tests us. They steals our glory, and raids our treasures. And now, this must stop. Honor at stake. Pride demands! Chasten them with Rods of Law. Hammer them to the Straight Path!
| Player Response | Result |
| You and me, lizardboy! Let's go put hurt on Hernes! Hooray! | END PCTeam |
Reply 5Edit
Yes. The Hernes make shame. But you, flesh, you make shame, too. You think us fools? We poke your eyes and plays with you, yes.
| Player Response | Result |
| Come over here and say that. | END MonsterAttack &FearMad |
Greeting 2Edit
What? Why talk? What talk? Hates talk!
| Player Response | Result |
| Hey? Your Lord Xivilai grants me his protection. Why are you beating on me? | Reply 6 |
Reply 6Edit
Clannfear not stained as traitors, no! Lord says, "Flesh not slain – but chasten flesh as nasty Oathkin, trespass on customs." Flesh provokes us? Feel teeth and claws. But goes quiet, leaves us? Smart flesh, yes.
| Player Response | Result |
| Fine. Bite me. | END MonsterAttack &FearMad |
| Taste my steel. And boot. And fireball. And this old piece of cloth. And this lump of wax. And some lint. | END MonsterAttack &FearMad |
Greeting 2Edit
Vengeance! Our Lord is wounded! Someone has wounded our Lord!
| Player Response | Result |
| Hi. It was me. I just kicked your Lord's butt into Oblivion. Come over here, and I'll kick your scaly little butt, too. | END MonsterAttack &FearMad |
| Oh. Oh. Betrayal! Treason! Faydra and her Hernes have treacherously cast Xivilai into Oblivion! Fall upon the traitors, and avenge the Exile of our noble Lord. | 01-50: Reply 7 51-00: Reply 8 |
Reply 7Edit
And you? You took no part, flesh? You LIE! And you DIE!
| Player Response | Result |
| You're green. You know that? Only animals and plants are green. Therefore, you are a stupid animal or a stupid plant. That's logic. Or maybe you're a bug. | END MonsterAttack &FearMadEntry1 |
Reply 8Edit
Betrayal! Treason! War upon Faydra, and all her faction!
| Player Response | Result |
| Yeah! Get 'em! Hang him high! Bake the traitors! Make war on Faydra! Woo, woo! | END PCTeam |
NoTalkEdit
- It hisses and spits, but speaks no words.
- It sniffs and eyes you hungrily.
- It peers at you, then its claws, then yawns wide, displaying its teeth.
Clannfear Truculent Dialogue (Faydra Shardai's Clan)Edit
Greeting 1Edit
- Hhhsssss! We smells the flesh! What does the flesh here? Hhhsssss! Is it fresh? Or foolish?
- Is that -- manflesh I smell? YES! And now I have you, manling!
| Player Response | Result |
| We're extra fresh, lizard-lips. And we want no trouble from you. So leave us alone, and we leave you alone, and everyone is happy. | 01-50: Reply 1 51-00: Reply 4 |
| [&Tayem] Amulet. See the amulet. Pals? Allies? Monsters-in-arms? So what are you doing out her [sic] on Faydra's turf? Looking for trouble? Want to start some? | 01-50: Reply 1 51-00: Reply 2 |
| [&Tayem] Shh! Secret! I bear Xivilai's amulet, and spy here at his request. | 01-50: Reply 1 51-00: Reply 3 |
Reply 1Edit
Come. Help us. They take what is ours, and claim the better part. We must find what they stole from us, and restore it to Lord Xivilai and the clan.
| Player Response | Result |
| Sounds like a plan. Lead the way. | END PCTeam |
Reply 2Edit
Foolish manling. Such foolish lies. Such insults! To think we would swallow such toad-droppings? You do us a great wrong.
| Player Response | Result |
| Smart lizard. Nice lizard. Come get me. | END MonsterAttack &FearMad |
Reply 3Edit
Hhhsssss! Sneaks and lies to us, does it? Hhhsssss!
| Player Response | Result |
| Oh, well. Come over here and get your cute little teeth kicked in, you nasty little thing. | END MonsterAttack &FearMad |
Reply 4Edit
Come? Intruders must be taken, yes? Are we not intruders? Yes? So.
| Player Response | Result |
| Oh, okay. You're right. I'm an intruder. So do your duty. I'm just gonna skin you anyway. | END MonsterAttack &FearMad |
Greeting 2Edit
What? Why talk? What talk? Hates talk!
| Player Response | Result |
| Hey? Your Lord Xivilai grants me his protection. Why are you beating on me? | Reply 5 |
Reply 5Edit
Clannfear not stained as traitors, no! Lord says, "Flesh not slain – but chasten flesh as nasty Oathkin, trespass on customs." Flesh provokes us? Feel teeth and claws. But goes quiet, leaves us? Smart flesh, yes.
| Player Response | Result |
| Fine. Bite me. | END MonsterAttack &FearMad |
| Taste my steel. And boot. And fireball. And this old piece of cloth. And this lump of wax. And some lint. | END MonsterAttack &FearMad |
Greeting 3Edit
Vengeance! Our Lord is wounded! Someone has wounded our Lord!
| Player Response | Result |
| Hi. It was me. I just kicked your Lord's butt into Oblivion. Come over here, and I'll kick your scaly little butt, too. | END MonsterAttack &FearMad |
| Oh. Oh. Betrayal! Treason! Faydra and her Hernes have treacherously cast Xivilai into Oblivion! Fall upon the traitors, and avenge the Exile of our noble Lord. | 01-50: Reply 6 51-00: Reply 7 |
Reply 6Edit
And you? You took no part, flesh? You LIE! And you DIE!
| Player Response | Result |
| You're green. You know that? Only animals and plants are green. Therefore, you are a stupid animal or a stupid plant. That's logic. Or maybe you're a bug. | END MonsterAttack &FearMad |
Reply 7Edit
Betrayal! Treason! War upon Faydra, and all her faction!
| Player Response | Result |
| Yeah! Get 'em! Hang him high! Bake the traitors! Make war on Faydra! Woo, woo! | END PCTeam |
NoTalkEdit
- It hisses and spits, but speaks no words.
- It sniffs and eyes you hungrily.
- It peers at you, then its claws, then yawns wide, displaying its teeth.
Clannfear Truculent Dialogue (Xivilai Moath's Clan)Edit
- How dare you, mortal? Fool, or assassin? Spy, or thief? Then here is your reward, sneak-thing – DEATH!
- Pinkskin! Intruder! Alarms!
| Player Response | Result |
| Look. No offense. But I've been shucking skins off your lizard guys like my Mom used to shuck peas. Think a bit. Shouldn't you wait for help? | 01-50: Reply 1 51-00: Reply 4 |
| [&Tayem] Amulet. See the amulet. Pals? Allies? Monsters-in-arms? Big buddies with all toothy horrors. | 01-50: Reply 2 51-00: Reply 3 |
| [&Tayem] Shh! Secret! I bear Xivilai's amulet, and come with important, hush-hush message! SSSSHHHH! | 01-50: Reply 2 51-00: Reply 3 |
Reply 1Edit
Clannfear not scared of sneaky pinkskin. Clannfear SMART. Clannfear talks and talks and talks with pinkskin. Soon -- plenty of Clannfear, Yes? You waits here? Yes?
| Player Response | Result |
| Yeah? Well, I'll take you on, and all your little friends, too. | END Summon CF_2 |
Reply 2Edit
Foolish manling. Such foolish lies. Such insults! To think we would swallow such toad-droppings? You do us a great wrong.
| Player Response | Result |
| I apologize most sincerely for impugning your modest wit. Forgive me. I didn't even know you had ANY wit! Hah-hah-hah. I slay me. | END MonsterAttack &FearMad |
Reply 3Edit
Silly manling! Amulet means NOTHING! You TRESPASS upon the Lord's land, and show no token of his pleasure. Perhaps he will be pleased with your SKIN!
| Player Response | Result |
| Say. You wouldn't have a drink of water handy? 'Cause this skinning Clannfear is thirsty work. | END MonsterAttack &FearMad |
Reply 4Edit
Get out! Now. Keep OUT! Plenty loot elsewhere -- take Herne's share, yes! Not Clannfear! Go. Now. And we spares you!
| Player Response | Result |
| Okay. Fine. Good idea. Plenty of goodies elsewhere. Okay. I'll cut you a break this time. Later, maybe. | END MonsterWait_60 &FearMa |
Greeting 2Edit
What? Why talk? What talk? Hates talk!
| Player Response | Result |
| Hey? Your Lord Xivilai grants me his protection. Why are you beating on me? | Reply 5 |
Reply 5Edit
Clannfear not stained as traitors, no! Lord says, "Flesh not slain – but chasten flesh as nasty Oathkin, trespass on customs." Flesh provokes us? Feel teeth and claws. But goes quiet, leaves us? Smart flesh, yes.
| Player Response | Result |
| I was just leaving. Heh-heh-heh. | END MonsterAttack &FearMad |
| Taste my steel. And boot. And fireball. And this old piece of cloth. And this lump of wax. And some lint. | END MonsterAttack &FearMad |
Greeting 3Edit
Vengeance! Our Lord is wounded! Someone has wounded our Lord!
| Player Response | Result |
| Hi. It was me. I just kicked your Lord's butt into Oblivion. Come over here, and I'll kick your scaly little butt, too. | END MonsterAttack &FearMad |
| Oh. Oh. Betrayal! Treason! Faydra and her Hernes have treacherously cast Xivilai into Oblivion! Fall upon the traitors, and avenge the Exile of our noble Lord. | 01-50: Reply 6 51-00: Reply 7 |
Reply 6Edit
And you? You took no part, flesh? You LIE! And you DIE!
| Player Response | Result |
| You're green. You know that? Only animals and plants are green. Therefore, you are a stupid animal or a stupid plant. That's logic. Or maybe you're a bug. | END MonsterAttack &FearMad |
Reply 7Edit
Betrayal! Treason! War upon Faydra, and all her faction!
| Player Response | Result |
| Yeah! Get 'em! Hang him high! Bake the traitors! Make war on Faydra! Woo, woo! | END PCTeam |
NoTalkEdit
- It hisses and spits, but speaks no words.
- It sniffs and eyes you hungrily.
- It peers at you, then its claws, then yawns wide, displaying its teeth.
Clannfear Boxers DialogueEdit
GreetingEdit
- Pinkskin! Stand clear. This combat for honor of Xivilai and Clannfear!
- Trial of HONOR! Pinkskin intrudes on Trial of Honor. BAAAAD pinkskin!
| Player Response | Result |
| You must have confused me with someone else. I'm no pinkskin. I'm a Living God. Fall on your knees right now and worship me, and maybe I'll spare you eons of torment in a loud, nasty black drain hole of Eternity. | Reply 2 |
| [&Tayem] Hey. Look at the amulet. Ain't I a trusted and loyal retainer of Xivilai? Why don't you all stand back and let ME make short work of this Herne trash. Say. Is there a prize involved? | Reply 1 |
| [&Tayem] Shh! Shh. See this amulet? I'm on a secret mission for Xivilai. I'm supposed to spy on those Hernes and find out where they're keeping all their cool stuff. So mum's the word. | Reply 3 |
Reply 1Edit
Oh. We hear whispers. You kill Egahirn with his own Spear. Neat trick. So you strip this Herne clean, yes? Big prize! Has Dagger of the Potent Heart. BIG magic. Beat Herne, get Dagger.
| Player Response | Result |
| Sounds great. Any rules? | Reply 4 |
Reply 2Edit
Foolish manling. Such foolish lies. Such insults! To think we would swallow such toad-droppings? You do us a great wrong.
| Player Response | Result |
| I apologize most sincerely for impugning your modest wit. Forgive me. I didn't even know you had ANY wit! Hah-hah-hah. I slay me. | END MonsterAttack &FearMad |
Reply 3Edit
Silly manling! Amulet means NOTHING! You TRESPASS upon the Lord's land, and show no token of his pleasure. Perhaps he will be pleased with your SKIN!
| Player Response | Result |
| Say. You wouldn't have a drink of water handy? 'Cause this skinning Clannfear is thirsty work. | END MonsterAttack &FearMad |
Reply 4Edit
Rules? Hernes? Hernes dirty cheaters. Rules no point. Just get him.
| Player Response | Result |
| Fine. He's soup. Here. Hold my coat. | END &FearFite |
Greeting 2Edit
WHAAAAT, pinkskin? What now? Want we deal with you?
| Player Response | Result |
| Go ahead. Take me if you can. | END MonsterAttack &FearMad |
| [&WarAxe] Look. You said. No rules, Right? | Reply 5 |
| [&Dagger] Hey. Look. I won fair and square. I whipped Herne butt. Right? I got the Dagger of the Potent Heart. Right? Clean fight? What's the beef? | Reply 6 |
Reply 5Edit
But you attack CLANNFEAR! Take War Axe! Shame! Shame!
| Player Response | Result |
| Ah, get over it. | END MonsterAttack &FearMad |
Reply 6Edit
Yes. Yes. We say that. Fair. Square. You GOOD! That GOOD fun. Let's get other Herne trash? You serve Xivilai? Loyal? Clannfear friend?
| Player Response | Result |
| Sure. Sounds great. Kick some Herne butt? I'm your -- ehr -- manling, I guess. Let's go. | END PCTeam |
Greeting 3Edit
Vengeance! Our Lord is wounded! Someone has wounded our Lord!
| Player Response | Result |
| Hi. It was me. I just kicked your Lord's butt into Oblivion. Come over here, and I'll kick your scaly little butt, too. | END MonsterAttack &FearMad |
| Oh. Oh. Betrayal! Treason! Faydra and her Hernes have treacherously cast Xivilai into Oblivion! Fall upon the traitors, and avenge the Exile of our noble Lord. | 01-50: Reply 7 51-00: Reply 8 |
Reply 7Edit
And you? You took no part, flesh? You LIE! And you DIE!
| Player Response | Result |
| You're green. You know that? Only animals and plants are green. Therefore, you are a stupid animal or a stupid plant. That's logic. Or maybe you're a bug. | END MonsterAttack &FearMad |
Reply 8Edit
Betrayal! Treason! War upon Faydra, and all her faction!
| Player Response | Result |
| Yeah! Get 'em! Hang him high! Bake the traitors! Make war on Faydra! Woo, woo! | END PCTeam |
NoTalkEdit
- It hisses and spits, but speaks no words.
- It sniffs and eyes you hungrily.
- It peers at you, then its claws, then yawns wide, displaying its teeth.
Greeting 4Edit
What? Why talk? What talk? Hates talk!
| Player Response | Result |
| Hey? Your Lord Xivilai grants me his protection. Why are all your Clannfear mates beating on me? | Reply 9 |
Reply 9Edit
Clannfear not stained as traitors, no! Lord says, "Flesh not slain – but chasten flesh as nasty Oathkin, trespass on customs." Flesh provokes us? Feel teeth and claws. But goes quiet, leaves us? Smart flesh, yes.
| Player Response | Result |
| I was just leaving. Heh-heh-heh. | END MonsterAttack &FearMad |
| Taste my steel. And boot. And fireball. And this old piece of cloth. And this lump of wax. And some lint. | END MonsterAttack &FearMad |
GalleryEdit
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