Armor Of The Vassal

Vassal Set
Helm of the Vassal
icon_weight.png 6.8 470 icon-durabilitiy.png
Absorption Resistance
physical-def.png 6.7 31 bleed.png
strike-def.png 4.4 28 poison.png
slash-def.png 6.7 29 frost.png
thrust-def.png 6.1 21 curse.png
magic-def.png 4.9 7.5 poise.png
fire-def.png 5.0
lightning-def.png 4.0
dark-def.png 4.7
Shell of the Vassal
icon_weight.png 16.0 480 icon-durabilitiy.png
Absorption Resistance
physical-def.png 18.3 65 bleed.png
strike-def.png 12.4 58 poison.png
slash-def.png 17.5 61 frost.png
thrust-def.png 18.3 42 curse.png
magic-def.png 13.5 21.4 poise.png
fire-def.png 14.5
lightning-def.png 11.4
dark-def.png 13.3
Gauntlets of the Vassal
icon_weight.png 5.3 470 icon-durabilitiy.png
Absorption Resistance
physical-def.png 4.6 24 bleed.png
strike-def.png 3.1 22 poison.png
slash-def.png 4.6 23 frost.png
thrust-def.png 4.2 17 curse.png
magic-def.png 3.3 4.9 poise.png
fire-def.png 3.6
lightning-def.png 2.8
dark-def.png 3.3
Leggings of the Vassal
icon_weight.png 9.9 470 icon-durabilitiy.png
Absorption Resistance
physical-def.png 10.6 39 bleed.png
strike-def.png 7.1 35 poison.png
slash-def.png 10.1 37 frost.png
thrust-def.png 10.6 25 curse.png
magic-def.png 7.9 13.2 poise.png
fire-def.png 8.1
lightning-def.png 6.5
dark-def.png 7.6


Helmet of an indentured knight from a far-off land mired in heretics and cultists.

The stout helmet provides solid defense, but leaves the wearer almost devoid of their senses.

Donning the helmet, faint mutterings of ritualistic prayer can occasionally be heard. Straining to listen only serves to make the whispers grow quiet.

The sturdy plating easily shrugs off physical attacks, seemingly as solid as rock.

Tattered remnants of an insignia adorn the metal. Such metalworking is rarely seen in the lands of Lothric, even among the elites. While stout, small openings are required to let the armor move freely. These openings allow quick thrusting weapons to pierce the flesh underneath.

The armor sometimes shifts, seemingly of its own accord, oftentimes feeling as if there is another marionetting the plates of steel.

Solid gauntlets that fit like a second skin. They grip with an otherworldly strength.

Thin scratches and scuffs from battles past scar the metal. But the palms seem to be without imperfections, as if the previous wearer held another form of protection while swinging their weapon.

The linen inside the boots is dry, yet with every step the sodden earth seeps through the boots.

The soles are heavily worn, indicating the previous wearer's long and arduous journey.


Player Notes


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