Groast
| Groast | |
|---|---|
| Monster ID | 1289 |
| Locations | The Nightmare Meatrealm |
| Hit Points | 300 |
| Attack | 200 |
| Defense | 200 |
| Initiative | 50 |
| Meat | 200-300 |
| Phylum | undead |
| Elements | spooky |
| Resistance | ? |
| Monster Parts | body, eye |
| Drops | |
| Manuel | ectoplasm au jus |
| Manuel Entry | |
| refreshedit data | |
You're fighting a groastYou crest a meaty hill and accidentally dislodge a pot roast. But instead of rolling down the hill, it flies upwards. Narrow black eyes open on top of it as it hovers slowly toward you. It's not a roast -- it's a groast!
Hit Message(s):
It caresses your <groin> with its ragged, dangling strips of flesh. Ugh! Ooh! (spooky damage)
It gently drags one of its strings across the nape of your neck. You shudder. Ooh! Ugh! (spooky damage)
It whispers dark secrets to you in an ancient, greasy tongue. Then it sticks its ancient greasy tongue into your ear. Yuck! Oof! Ow! (spooky damage)
It engulfs your head, forcing you to see through its eyes. The things you see... you'll never unsee them. Ow! Ooh! (spooky damage)
It glides toward you, but one of its strings gets caught up on a nearby bacon bush.
It tries to caress you with dangling strips of flesh, but the angle of the dangle is wrong.
It whispers dark, meaty secrets to you, but you've eaten enough fast food that almost nothing about meat can really scare you at this point.
It rushes toward you, hissing, but loses its structural coherence and disintegrates into a pile of stew meat. It takes a few minutes to re-coalesce. (FUMBLE!)
 | You gain 200-300 Meat (average: 250, stdev: 20.82)* |
Occurs at The Nightmare Meatrealm.
