Pyrrhos

Custom Boss

Pyrrhos the Slagfather, the god of the forge, on his anvil in the lava lake. Dormant until you reach the island; four phases, and every change is announced and telegraphed first.

Stats

HP44,000 (+25% per other player here)
Defense34
Level20
Hits up to130
XP multiplier1.0
Immune tostasis

Shots

ShotDamageRangeSpeedEffects
7011.275
9010.4130
6513.260
1104.2140ArmorBroken 2s
8511.745

Where

Summons

Crucible Ember Slag Hound

Drops

LootChanceBag
Brand of the Slagfather4%own bag, each player with 2% of the damage
Ashwright's Bulwark4%own bag, each player with 2% of the damage
Heart of the Crucible3%own bag, each player with 2% of the damage
T11 armor12%own bag, each player with 2% of the damage
T11 weapon10%own bag, each player with 2% of the damage
T10 weapon30%own bag, each player with 2% of the damage
T10 armor30%own bag, each player with 2% of the damage
T6 ability12%own bag, each player with 2% of the damage
T5 ability30%own bag for the cyan-and-better ones, else shared
T5 ring30%own bag, each player with 2% of the damage
Health Potion100%shared bag
Magic Potion100%shared bag
Potion of Attack50%own bag, each player with 2% of the damage
Potion of Dexterity40%own bag, each player with 2% of the damage
Potion of Speed30%own bag, each player with 2% of the damage
Potion of Life6%own bag, each player with 2% of the damage
Ashen Crucible Key5%shared bag

Chance per kill. A shared bag is one roll for everyone. An own bag is rolled separately for every player who did at least that share of the damage, and only they see it: soulbound items and everything that comes in a cyan or better bag drop this way. A tier row splits its chance over every item of that tier. Loot rules

Quest reward

The quest of characters level 1–20. Everyone whose quest it is and who does 2% of the damage also gets one item for their own class in a red quest bag: a T7 weapon or armor (35% each), a T4 ability (20%) or a T3 ring (10%). Quest rewards

Phases

The behavior's states, as the code names them.

Lines

More metal walks in on its own. Good. Onto the anvil.
Every blade in this realm was beaten on this anvil.
Heat. Hammer. Quench. You are at the second step.
POUR THE MOLDS!
Stand in the mold. It is your shape now.
*the lake rises over the stones*
THE CALDERA WAKES.
Feel that? The whole mountain is my forge.
*the sky above the caldera rains stone*
ENOUGH. WHITE HEAT.
*he leaps from the anvil*
The metal is ready. So are you.
*the anvil cracks behind him*