Drunken Ogre's Hands

{{ ItemCard2
|quality=epic
|image=gloves_drunken_ogre.png
|type=gloves
|attack=395
|defense=100
|ability=Inebriated Assault: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage for each piece of Drunken Ogre equipment set worn; Extra damage against Ogre raids
|text=5. After what seemed like hours, Ragunt stared into the night and grinned. A cart! And where there was a cart, there were bound to be enemies. Humans, goblins, orcs... That must mean he was on the road to Drak-shire! He unleashed a terrifying war cry (it suffered somewhat when it degenerated into a burp, which echoed across the blurry landscape), brandished his club, and charged.
A tree smashed him in the face, so the ogre hit it back -- and shattered it to splinters. That wooden foe vanquished, he turned to the cart. Ragunt grunted. There was a human, but the man's head was a squashed, bloody mess. And it looked like someone had eaten his horses. This annoyed the ogre, who was getting rather hungry. Horse meat would've been welcome... But at least the cart had some barrels of whisky. So he stopped for a drink, to fortify him for the remainder of his trek.
|obtained=Drunken Ragunt (Raid)
|obtained2=Drunken Ragunt (Raid)
|set=Drunken Ogre Set
|}}