Hired gun
| Hired gun | |
|---|---|
| Monster ID | 1903 |
| Locations | Investigating a Plaintive Telegram |
| Hit Points | 0 |
| Attack | 0 |
| Defense | 0 |
| Initiative | 75 |
| Meat | None |
| Phylum | dude |
| Elements | None |
| Resistance | None |
| Monster Parts | head, arm, leg, torso |
| Drops | gun parts |
| Manuel Entry | |
| refreshedit data | |
You're fighting a hired gunYou encounter a mercenary gunman in Bloodmilk Cave, gaunt and twitchy. You've seen the look in his eyes before -- he's a milk-addict. The cow cultists her must be doling out their poison in exchange for protection.
You're not going to get any information out of this guy, but you're also not going to get past him without a fight.
Hit Message(s):
"Nothing personal," he says, before shooting you in your personal <leg>. Ugh! Oof! Ow!
He shoots you right in the knee! Argh! That's the worst! Argh! Ouch! Ooh!
His gun clicks empty, so he throws it at your head and pulls out another one. Eek! Ouch! Ooh!
"I don't like yer face," he says as he shoots you several times, "so this one's on the house." (CRITICAL HIT!) Ugh! Ooh! Ooh!
Before shooting you, he stops to fill out an invoice to his boss.
He takes a shot at you, but misses. He seems annoyed at having wasted a bullet.
He pauses to load his gun.
He seems to be wondering if he's being paid enough for this. (FUMBLE!)
 | You acquire an item: gun parts (% chance)* |
Occurs at Investigating a Plaintive Telegram.
