- Morphling
- MORPHLING

FACTION: | THE RADIANT |
PRIMARY
ATTRIBUTE: | AGILITY |
ATTACK TYPE: | RANGED |
ROLE(S): | INITIATOR, ESCAPE, SEMI-CARRY, CARRY |
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STRENGTH: | 69 at 25 (19 + 2/level) |
AGILITY: | 99 at 25 (24 + 3/level) |
INTELLIGENCE: | 54.5 at 25 (17 + 1.5/level) |
HEALTH: | 1803 at 25 |
MANA: | 949 at 25 |
DAMAGE: | 43 - 52 |
RANGE: | 350 |
ARMOR: | 0.66 |
MOVEMENT: | 285 |
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 | - Wave Form (Q)
- Morphling dissolves into liquid and surges forward, damaging enemy units in his path.
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 | - Adaptive Strike (W)
- Strikes an enemy unit with a blast of water. If Morphling's dominant attribute is Agility, there is bonus damage done, which is equal to the Morphling's Agility times the max multipler, in addition to the base damage, with only minimal stun. If the attribute is Strength, the stun is maximized but the damage is minimized.
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 | - Morph Agility Gain (E)
- Morphling shifts its form, pulling points from Strength and pouring them into Agility. The process is reversible. Additional points in Morph increase the rate of stat change. Passively grants bonus Agility.
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 | - Replicate (R)
- Morphling replicates any hero, friend or foe, although only dealing 50%% the original hero's damage. At any time, Morphling can instantly take the position of the Replicate.
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Info:
For dark eons the comet circled. Held in thrall to a distant sun, bound by gravity’s inexorable pull, the massive ball of ice careened through the blackness between worlds, made strange by its dark journey. On the eve of the ancient war of the Vloy, it punched down through the sky and lit a glowing trail across the night—a sign both armies took for an omen. The frozen ball melted in a flash of boiling heat, as below two forces enjoined in battle across the border of a narrow river. Thus freed from its icy stasis, the Morphling was born into conflict, an elemental power at one with the tides of the ocean, capricious and unconstrained. He entered the fight, instinctively taking the form of the first general who dared set foot across the water—and then struck him dead. As the motley warriors clashed, he shifted from form to form throughout the battle, instantly absorbing the ways of these the strange creatures—now a footsoldier, now an archer, now the cavalryman and his mount--until, by the time the last soldier fell, Morphling had played every part. The battle's end was his beginning. |
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