|Heart Mender's Pathfinder||375||375||469||200||Si Vis Amari, Ama: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage for each piece of Heart Mender set equipped; Extra damage against Demon raids; Chance to proc twice||Valtrias (Raid)|
|Heart Mender's Seeker||375||375||469||200||Si Vis Amari, Ama: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage for each piece of Heart Mender set equipped; Extra damage against Demon raids; Chance to proc twice||Valtrias (Raid)|
|Heart Mender's Hood||375||375||469||200||Si Vis Amari, Ama: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage for each piece of Heart Mender set equipped; Extra damage against Demon raids; Chance to proc twice||Valtrias (Raid)|
|Heart Mender's Robe||375||375||469||200||Valtrias (Raid)|
|Heart Mender's Gloves||375||375||469||200||Valtrias (Raid)|
|Heart Mender's Pants||375||375||469||200||Valtrias (Raid)|
|Heart Mender's Boots||375||375||469||200||Valtrias (Raid)|
|Heart Mender's Promise||375||375||469||200||Valtrias (Raid)|
Full Set Bonus
|Raid Attack Value: 3750|
|Duel Power: 3000|
|1. The Heart Menders are the angelic agents of Rassys. Their job is to fix the neglected and heartbroken in the realm of mortals, and fill them with amatory feelings and overflowing desire. Although for a time, Rassys never gave the Heart Menders any guidelines on who should fall into certain love-dejected categories, and how intense the enchanted love should be, so her agents liberally fired away their magical arrows at practically anybody who seemed even just a little bit loveless.|
|2. It was not abnormal during the early days of the Heart Menders to hear such things as two lovers turning to three, sometimes even four or more, due to divine interference. There were even stories where whole towns would be enchanted by a Love Mender's power, turning them into grand parties of debauchery and salaciousness. Sometimes, even the Love Menders themselves would participate.|
|3. At first Rassys was rather ambivalent to the love-filled chaos caused by her Heart Menders. But one day, she happened upon one of her temples being ransacked by an unruly mob. It was a mass of men and women filled with contempt, while deeply enslaved by their own bewitching enchantments from the Heart Menders. It was a cacophony of broken statues, defiled altars, writhing limbs and conflagrations induced by passion and ire. Rassys was the goddess of love, but even she had her limits. This was totally out of control.|
|4. Despite all the turmoil caused by an ill-prepared coterie of angelic hosts, Valtrias was the only agent of Rassys to stay true and diligent to the core tenant of what being a Heart Mender was about: to bestow love to those who were broken-hearted. Admittedly, Rassys saw her as a bit of a prude, and more rigid than an oroc. But the goddess of love saw potential, and it was that attitude which would corral the Heart Menders into a cooperative organization.
So when Rassys appointed Valtrias as the Herald of the Heart Menders she said, "Do as you will."
It was a decision the goddess would later regret.
|5. For Valtrias, being a leader of such esteem meant having a vision. She saw the future with a grand army of celestial beings gathering in the skies. They would be in formation, standing firm and at the ready, with armor of shimmering gold and silver. They would be greater than angels, they would be the invincible sky titans of love. Mortals would adore and respect them, worship them. But Valtrias thought, no, why stop there? They would all venerate Valtrias, including her own angelic brothers and sisters.
And so she did the one thing that was taboo amongst the Heart Menders: she betwitched her fellow angels with her magical bow and arrow. They became zealots who loved her so much they would be willing to die for her.
|6. Valtrias and her army of entranced Heart Menders went to work. The skies rained arrows that day, which pierced the hearts of men and women. The mortals were no longer amok with love-torn chaotic activities, but rather had been re-enchanted with a new focus, a new devotion -- Valtrias, the venerable, the sagacious, the lovely, the new goddess!
The herald watched from the skies as the temples of Rassys were quickly defaced. Statues that once held the visage of the love goddess were quickly decapitated and replaced with ones in the image of Valtrias. Her mortal worshippers dropped to their knees and held praises, crying and kissing the effigies, sometimes even making love to them.
|7. Rassys descended from the realm of the gods with a fiery conviction uncharacteristic of the love goddess, sensing the defilement of her temple. She was aghast, witnessing the mortals writhing in worship of statues that once held her image but were now amalgamated with her herald's face. But what Rassys didn't see was an arrow striking her right in the shoulder. The goddess of love stumbled back, turning her gaze to the skies and saw Valtrias, her betrayer and assassin, with wings unfurled like an angel of death.
Rassys cried out, "Do you expect to kill me?"
"No," answered Valtrias as she readied another arrow, aiming at the goddess' heart. "I expect you to love me."
|8. It was hubris to think that Rassys could be affected by magical arrows she created herself, let alone be defeated by one of her own angels. The goddess snapped her fingers, and a wing was plucked off Valtrias.
The one-winged herald plummeted from the sky in a great flittering spiral, expecting to hit the ground. Instead, a hell-mouth opened up -- a massive, twisting demonic radula of teeth and pain, that violently chewed her up and swallowed her into its depths, before the maw closed shut and the earth returned to its original state.
It was not abnormal for hell to meddle in the matters of gods from time to time, for whatever clandestine reason. But in this case, Rassys was glad for the interference, and did not give it much thought afterwards since she had more pressing matters to deal with.