Necromancer, painted portrait of the Gravekeeper of Marrowfield

Necromancer

Gravekeeper of Marrowfield

The skeleton does the fighting. He does the apologizing.

Damage Ranged Magic damage

Please do not be alarmed by my friends. They are only resting. Loudly.

Playstyle

The Necromancer is a summoner: he never attacks himself, because a skeleton fights in his place, takes the enemy's first strikes, and rises again after the enemy hits its master. Raise Legion calls extra skeletons for a few turns, and since his own health is low, those skeletons are what keeps him standing.

Favored foe: Humanoids take 10% more damage from the Necromancer. Races: Human, Orc, Goblin, Lizardfolk, Cyclops, Minotaur.

Skill and passive

Active skill

Raise Legion

Raises 2 extra skeletons for 6 of your turns (each with 50% of the permanent skeleton's damage and health).

Passive

Minions

You never attack: a skeleton fights for you (100% of your hit, 15% of your health). The enemy always strikes it first; it rises again after the enemy hits you 1 time(s).

Compare with the other classes. Trigger your skill from the chat with !skill [name].

Stats by level

StatLv 10Lv 15Lv 20Lv 25
HP88114140165
Attack15192428
Defense4%4%4%4%
Crit5%5%5%5%
Dodge4%4%4%4%
Regen2333
Heal power15202428

Heroes start at level 10 and stop growing at level 25. Numbers are before passive bonuses. Regen is the HP restored per tick to heroes waiting outside a duel.

Attributes

  • Strength 2 at the start +0 per level
  • Dexterity 4 at the start +0.5 per level
  • Intelligence Attack stat 16 at the start +2.5 per level
  • Vitality 12 at the start +1.5 per level
  • Wisdom 6 at the start +0.5 per level

Story

Marrowfield is a burial ground so old that nobody remembers whose it was, which made the Necromancer its caretaker by default. He mows around the stones, relights the candles, and when the residents grow restless, he asks them politely to be useful instead.

He wears a horned skull, the helm of the last caretaker, who left a note saying only that it was the best listener the field had. The mantle is autumn leaves, collected one by one. The staff burns with a lantern flame that has never gone out, much like the torches of the Gate, which he considers a coincidence and everyone else considers a clue.

He never strikes a blow himself. It is not a matter of principle; it is that Clatter, his skeleton, is better at it and has never once complained. Clatter takes the first hit, gets back up, and both of them consider this a fair arrangement.