War Frat Wartender
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| War Frat Wartender
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| Location
| The Battlefield (War Hippy Fatigues)
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| Hitpoints
| 200
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| Attack
| 185
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| Defense
| 175
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| Initiative
| ?
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| Meat
| None
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| Element
| sleaze
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| Physical
| None
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- Drops
- beer bomb, beer bomb, beer helmet, bejeweled pledge pin, distressed denim pants, kick-ass kicks, molotov cocktail cocktail, PADL Phone, sake bomb, sake bomb, tequila grenade
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| Quest
| red class ring
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| edit data
|  You're fighting a War Frat WartenderThis frat boy is one of the booze-slinging, bomb-dropping shock troops of the Brotherhood of One. He can make any drink in the bartending book, even the tricky layered shots and flaming cocktails, and he does it all while slinging, twirling, and juggling bottles full of booze.
The fact that more booze ends up on him, the bar, and the patrons than in the glass never seems to bother anyone, oddly enough.
Hit Message(s):
He lights the fuse on a beer bomb, then shakes it up by juggling it and two bottles of vodka, then hurls it at you. You get aluminum shrapnel in your <forehead>. Eek! Ugh! Argh! Ugh!
He mixes a drink, twirling bottles over his head and between his legs. He tops it with some over-proofed rum and lights it, then hurls it at you. Eek! Argh! Ow! Ow! (hot damage)
He spins a couple of bottles of booze around his head, then throws them at you. You get a bottle-shaped bruise on your <forehead> and <forehead>. Ouch! Ugh! Ugh! Oof!
He tosses a tequila grenade in the air, spins around, pulls the pin with his teeth, and kicks it at you. Ow! Ow! Oof! Eek!
Critical Hit Message:
He takes three sake bombs, juggles them while lighting the fuses on a cigarette in his mouth, tosses them behind his back, then lobs all three at you. You applaud politely with singed hands. Argh! Argh! Eek! Ow! Eek! Eek! Eek! (hot damage)
Miss Message(s):
He throws a beer bomb at you, but you're not too bombed to dodge.
He tosses a tequila grenade at you, but you pull the pin and toss it back.
He twirls a bottle over his head, spraying alcohol everywhere but accomplishing little.
He spins a couple of bottles of booze around his head, but drops one and has to clean it up.
Fumble Message:
He juggles three sake bombs, then drops one. When he bends over to pick it up, his cigarette lights the sake on fire. He leaps back and looks embarrassed.
Occurs at The Battlefield (War Hippy Fatigues).
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