Dawn was just barely breaking on the Cania coast. The wind was chilly during this cloudy period halfway between the winter chilblains and the first signs of gentle spring… The facetious Fax Mysther and the phlegmatic Nada Skelet had been on the road for several hours already. They'd had to travel across the continent to solve what was clearly not a very cold case…
"Skelet, I don't know about you but my back is killing me. This Dragoturkey's got a rump about as soft as a cutting board!"
"Are you sure it's not your butt that's as bony as a Nocturnowl Spike, my dear Mysther?" teased the young woman.
"Go ahead and laugh… You won't be laughing long. According to the file sent by the Bureau of Not Very Cold Cases, what's waiting for us here is serious stuff…" said the Xelor, pointing at a small ramshackle tavern.
The two partners tied their mounts to a tree and headed for the inn. The neighborhood seemed about as lively as the Cemetery of the Tortured. And yet...
"Look discreetly to your left…" whispered Mysther under his breath, without stopping.
Inside the surrounding houses, which were so dilapidated that they seemed to be holding each other up, the neighbors were glued to their windows; some clumsily hidden behind lace curtains and others brazenly stuck to their windows, eyes full of impatience. Impatience to see something sensational happen. Something that would, finally, pull them out of their oh-so-boring daily grind…
"Apparently, not much happens around here," said Skelet, almost annoyed.
"They're like flies stuck on a Gobballpat… They give me the creeps."
"Whatever went down in this seedy pub must have shaken them up… The owner claims he hasn't set foot in the tavern since."
"We've got first dibs on finding out what really happened!" said they young Twelvian, smiling mischievously and giving her friend a nudge with her elbow.
When they reached the door to the building, the Sram and the Xelor saw an ax stuck in the door as a welcome sign.
"Nice… That's not at all encouraging…"
"Once again, your insight could knock me over with a feather, Mysther…"
He gently pushed on the already partially open door, asking if someone was there. No answer. The two of them entered cautiously, their swords clutched firmly in their hands.
"We can't see anything in here! It's as dark as the inside of a dragoturkey's rump!"
"Clearly, you've got a real thing for dragoturkey rumps…"
Mysther didn't respond to his partner's comment, and just pulled a glow-worm out of his pocket and shined its light around the room. The inside of the tavern was as dilapidated as the outside. Stools, pint glasses, and broken glass were scattered around the floor.Arachnees had made themselves at home, and Wabbit droppings covered every surface.
"The owner wasn't lying when he said he hadn't touched anything since it all went down."
"Either that or he's one heck of a Lousy Pig… In any case, there's not a living soul anywhere to be found. Everything seems to have been deserted for some time. I wonder what the Bureau expects us to find here.
"Let me read you Skinter's message," said Mysther: "On Maysial 7 at 7:07 p.m., an extremely hairy individual hardly bigger than a Dopple carrying an ax larger than him entered the bar and ordered a beer – a Grinness to be exact. Seven minutes later, a second individual who was nearly identical to the first entered in turn carrying a hammer bigger than him; he sat down next to the first individual and ordered a Noggin Splitter. They spoke a strange dialect and were laughing raucously. The other patrons started to complain when they started singing and burping simultaneously. Then one spilled his beer on the other. The silence that followed was as frigid as the mistral wind in Frigost. The hairy individuals stared at each other for a few interminable minutes before throwing themselves at each other, screaming insults in which their respective mothers, fathers, sisters and ancestors had the starring role. The innkeeper noted that one said he was part of the Hard-Head clan and seemed to go by the odd name of Beard Barb. The other yelled that the Freezammer clan wouldn't hesitate to set sail to restore the honor of one of their members. He answered to the even stranger name of Beard Ah-Q'. The both pulled out their weapons and started turning the place inside-out, forcing the patrons outside. The neighbors say they heard the sound of fighting throughout the night. And then things got weird. Some glimpsed shadows that looked like a large number of small creatures had joined the party.Ever since, nighttime grunts and snickering have become more and more frequent. It's been going on for months… The neighborhood inhabitants are losing it, and starting to tell absolutely insane stories."
"Don't you get it, Skelet? A small, unidentified individual… They might not be wrong. Remember what I've been telling you for years about my sis…"
"Be serious, Mysther! Look at this mess… There's no doubt about it. All it was was a fight. Let me tell you, this place is no more than a Rogue flophouse… And you know what liars they are! They've twisted the facts, that's all. That's the most plausible explanation I can think of."
Mysther wasn't listening to his friend. He concentrated and sniffed loudly.
"There's a strange odor in here. Do you smell it?"
"You're right… now that you mention it… it smells like feet."
Skelet shot Mysther a judgment-filled look.
"Don't look at me like that! I took a bath this morning!" he said, pretending to be outraged.
"Maybe you did, but you still have that bad habit of eating Clakoss toast for breakfast, from what I can see. Or rather, smell…"
Mysther didn't answer. He bent over to pick something up.
"What the wha'!" he said, grabbing a huge tuft of stiff red hair with the tip of his claws. "Look at this, Skelet!"
She looked at the hairy mass with disgust.
"Don't make that face, you've got the same on your head!"
Stiff lipped, the young Sram hit him lightly on the arm, which made the Xelor laugh. Then he sniffed the tuft of hair.
"Ugh! Yours smells much better, I promise." he added, shoving his precious discovery under Skelet's nose.
Disgusted by the smell, she took a step back and covered her mouth with her hand.
"Always that same stench of Clakoss…" she said, holding her nose.
"Believe me, Skelet, nothing from the World of Twelve is that hairy. There was a visitor from elsewhere here. Maybe even from outside the Krosmoz! I'd bet my right hand on it…"
Skelet rolled her eyes.
"And that smell? Can you really say there's nothing supernatural about it?"
"What's supernatural is your stubbornness in believing that the truth is out there. You've got to stop believing that cr…"
While moving carefully forward, Skelet bumped into something. A small pile of dirt.
"A drheller, maybe?" suggested her colleague.
Skelet tapped her index finger against her mouth mechanically and started thinking.
"Hmmm... Not sure."
She knelt down next to the pile of dirt, picked up a small handful and rubbed it between her fingers.
"The dirt isn't loose enough… It's packed densely. A Twelvian did this. But why?"
"Or an extra-twelvian…" said Mysther.
"Yes, or an eight-legged Striche," teased Skelet.
"Truth be told, I think we're facing something much worse, my dear," said Mysther, looking seriously perturbed.
The Sram nodded toward a huge puddle of blood on the floor. Something serious happened here.
"Can you take this and shine light over here, please?" he asked, handing his glow-worm to his partner. Then, he pulled a magnifying glass out of his bag and used it to examinethe puddle.
"Hmm… Still fresh. Look."
He took a pen out of his inside coat pocket and dipped the tip into the puddle of blood.
"It hasn't had time to coagulate."
Suddenly, without warning, Skelet squatted down and dipped her finger into the puddle and put it in her mouth.
"You're insane! Why did you do that?? That's disgusting!"
"Its thick consistency comes from Arkastone powder added during the brewing process. That's what gives it the amber color…" she said, shooting an amused look at her friend.
Mysther was mystified.
"It's beer, Mysther. Not a crime scene… More like a fight between two clans."
While she was speaking, Skelet pointed the glow-worm a little further away, at a pile of empty glasses and broken beer barrels. Her partner seemed disappointed.
"Still… For all we know, whatever started this quarrel between two clans could be extra-twelvian in origin."
Skelet sighed with exasperation. Suddenly, her eye was drawn to an even darker patch in the ambient gloom. A hole dug in the ground seemed to lead even deeper underground. The entrance to a tunnel, or so it seemed at first glance.
"Where does that thing go?" wondered Mysther.
"No idea, but you'd have to be pretty slim to fit in there!"
"You said it. I should never have had that second helping of Amaknian Chips last night…"
While Mysther was putting his magnifying glass back into his bag, Skelet was contorting herself like a flexible cord to try to fit into the tunnel.
"Uhh… Do you really intend to go in there?"
But Skelet was already in. His partner's daring and determination could be as much a good thing as a bad thing… But what was there to do? Let a young woman head into a dark abyss alone, in the middle of a lost village where the inhabitants seemed as welcoming as a prisoner in Brakmar Prison? Mysther sighed and forced himself into the opening in turn.
"If that's what you want, Skelet. With a little bit of luck, the truth is somewhere behind this crack…"
From Friday to Monday (May 25th to 28th), get a second chance with the Ush Galesh Dungeon Rusher Rewind! Sharpen your claws to tame the most terrifying tomcat of all! The prize: an Ush Shield up for grabs.
You might not have nine lives like Ecaflips, but at least you've got a second chance!
Rewinds are opportunities to play, or re-play, old Dungeon Rushers.From 4:01 p.m. CEST on May 25th until 8:59 a.m. CEST on May 28th, you'll have to rub up against the craziest of crazy cats! The prize: an Ush Shield up for grabs.*
Son of the God Ecaflip and a powerful VIP in Bonta, Ush is a passionate fan of Masqueraider masks. He switches shape from terrifying wildcat to adorable little Bow Meow and back again without warning, startling his opponents, who never know which kitty they're dealing with…
Good luck, everyone!
*Offer valid once per character. Monsters killed in arenas do not count. You will get the shield as soon as the boss is defeated.
The 12 Labors of Hyrkul are going a step further. April showers brought May flowers, and now you'll need to bring it! You'll have to be resourceful for your server to take home the 2018 title! From Friday, May 18 through Sunday May, 20, it's time to reap what you didn't sow.
It's the fifth month of the year and the fifth challenge in the race to the title of best server of 2018! And this time, raids are in the air. Alchemists, lumberjacks, farmers, and fishermen will be in charge of harvesting a maximum of resources, which will inevitably provoke their protectors into defending those resources. The goal of the May challenge is to combat as many resource protectors as possible between Friday, May 18 (0:01 a.m. CET) and Sunday, May 20 (11:59 p.m. CET)!
At the end of the challenge, winnings will be distributed as server-wide rewards (handed out on specific dates depending on the rankings), and as points in the overall rankings.
XP will be doubled for professions during the following periods
May 25 through 27 for server in 1st place
May 26 and 27 for the server in 2nd place
May 27 for the server in 3rd place
At the end of the challenge, all the servers will receive points as follows:
16 points for the server in 1st place,
15 points for the server in 2nd place,
14 points for the server in 3rd place,
and so on, down to 1 point for the server in 16th place.
If the Heroic, Epic and Single-Account servers reach the top 5 in this challenge, they'll receive the same bonus as the server in 1st place.
Please note that the Temporis Servers will not be compatible with the event.
Ombre is continuing its brilliant rise, but its 9th place position doesn't yet worry the trio in the lead, far ahead of the 4th place server.
The inns around the World of Twelve have been celebrating Echo’s anniversary; beer has been flowing, kegs emptied, discarded cocalane bottles found next to drained vodkawa flasks… rumour has it that you can even get your hands on some bootleg corktails if you are happy to loosen your purse strings.
Commerce has been booming! To meet the demand of their merry customers, business owners increased their orders - to the delight of Pandala and Frigost suppliers: kegs, bamboo, ice, cereal… a win-win situation resulting in a lot of commotion, last minute trips and midnight raids, not always respecting rules imposed by the authorities… Large ice blocks were being cut out left, right, and centre from all Frigost areas. The greed was such that nobody noticed that the ice blocks cargo brought to Amakna didn’t contain just ice…
The Monster Mash is a weekend where we invite everyone on Echo to rub elbows in Amakna and fight off a monster invasion!
While you're out there in Amakna this weekend, invite someone you don't know yet to join your group, help a newbie get a level, or just say "hi" to the other people you run into. There'll be plenty of monsters for everyone, it's ok to relax and share!
You get to decide which monster family to fight in Amakna.
You can vote forBearbarians, Fangs of Glass Monsters, or Petrified Forest Monsters. Please be aware that there will be NO BOSS SPAWNS roaming free. Also, whichever family you vote for, albeit terrifying, will need some time to adjust to the warm continental temperatures… so if you run past them, do not worry: they won’t aggress you.
You can cast your vote here until Friday, May 27th, 10 am CEST. The most voted for monsters will be spawning in Amakna all weekend, until the weekly maintenance on Tuesday, May 22nd.
From Friday, May 11 through Monday, May 14, talking capes, bartering boots, and hats that'll bowl you over are yours! After that, you can always say that your friends are always on your back… Don't miss out!
Alone, you go faster. Together, you go further!
Acquiring a living set gives you many advantages. For example, you can always count on an attentive ear (especially if you're never short for words). During fights, your items will cheer you on (or jeer you on). What is sure is that you won't be bored!
Take advantage of this offer (which is compatible with the Temporis servers)! From May 11 through 14, living sets are 50% off in the Shop!
You enjoy reading the quest texts? You have lost track of time leafing through the Amakna library books? Conversing with the wise ones around the World of Twelve? You know the history of the Krozmos like the back of your hand? Then this competition is for you.
The time has come to show your extensive knowledge acquired throughout your DOFUS adventures (or, at the very least, your finely-tuned research capabilities from years of quest riddles!)...
Starting Thursday May 10th until Tuesday May 15th, we will present you with 4 questions a day via the @DOFUS_EN Twitter account, for 6 days – totalling 24 questions. Because the Echo community is spread out around the world, questions will be published at the following times: 2pm CEST, 5pm CEST, 8pm CEST, and 11pm CEST.
Keep in mind that since this event is celebrating Echo’s first anniversary, you might need to brush up on your knowledge of the servers that merged into Echo, and maybe learn enough for one or two questions about Lady Echo herself. ;)
The contest is only open to Echo DOFUS players.
24 (4x a day) questions will be asked over the course of six days, covering three topics: Lady Echo (the character), servers that merged into Echo, and DOFUS, its game and lore.
The questions will be asked on Twitter, via the @DOFUS_EN account and various times of the day.
* Failure to comply with any of these five requirements will result in answers being disqualified from the draw.
Each reply following the above-mentioned rules will go into a draw for prizes. The more correctly answered entries a player submits, the more chances he has to win!
Three participants will be drawn, and each will win:
BUT WAIT... THERE IS MORE!
If by the end of the quiz a player has submitted all 24 correct answers whilst respecting all the previously mentioned requirements, they qualify for an additional draw: somebody could win a Raydi Shield, a Bitter Shigekax and a Summer Haven Bag!
So do your final revisions, bookmark your favourite sources, rent out some library books... and good luck!
You saw it pass through the Shop, and now it's in packs! The Casino Haven Bag is free in packs of 13,000 OG or more and in the subscription Special Pack: cash in until Monday, May 7th!
With the 61 items in the Casino Haven Bag, you can turn your interior into a veritable gaming paradise! Tested and endorsed by Ecaflip himself, this Haven Bag is free in the Special Pack and in packs of at least 13,000 OG!
The offer is valid once per account ... place your bets until Monday, May 7th (11:59 p.m. CEST)!
Starting today until May 14 at 10 a.m. CEST, , Twelvians will have a good reason to grab their brooms and feather dusters! Indeed, they can undertake a major spring cleaning and participate in the best Haven Bag decoration contest , to attempt to win lots of prizes !
Every day as dawn breaks in the Amakna countryside, the Piwis wake you with their gentle song. Unless of course the young Gobbowlers are training in the early morning under your windows… Oh, yes. Good weather is back, and often accompanied by a strong yearning for change. Everything – hairdos, sets, sometimes even partners – has to change! What if you poured all this yearning into a contest* that could win you prizes?
Until 10 a.m. CEST on May 14, give your Haven Bag a serious dose of elbow grease! It's the perfect time to wake up the artist slumbering inside you. Get carried away by a creative fever, combine styles, set trends… In short: Make yourself happy!
Once your interior decor is perfect, all you need to do is take a screen shot (using our in-game screen shot tool SHIFT + F2)and post it in the comments on this news item.
The prettiest three entries will receive a prize. Specifically: your choice of three Haven Bags for first place. Two for second place and – you guessed it – one for third place. And since we are also celebrating Echo's birthday for the next two weeks, we are also throwing in as part of the reward the Give Cake emote!
Because we want you to unleash your creativity to its full potential, as since all have bags are accessible on the Beta server, screnshots taken on the Beta server are deemed valid for this competition.
And last but not least, if you share it on your Instagram account, with the hashtag #Havenbag, you could win an Insta Cape!
Do you remember that first Echo day, back on May 2nd 2017?
Echo was the pioneer of the server merger initiative and its players have led the way in community spirit ever since…
We have marvelled at how Echo has become a living, breathing, vibrant server, having come together to build a brand-new community of players from around the world.
We have bared witness to members of this community going above and beyond to improve the gaming experience of fellow adventurers, supporting each other’s ideas and strategies.
We have seen players spend their free-time setting up initiatives, events, and activities without expecting anything in return. For that, we can't thank you nor enough.
We are honoured to celebrate your first anniversary, Echo. Your support and commitment to the game is commendable and, to celebrate this event, we’ve prepared some special surprises for you for the next two weeks:competitions, events, and - last but not least - prizes!