The Purple Lioness

{{ItemCard2
|image=the_purple_lioness.jpg
|quality=epic
|type=general
|attack=450
|defense=600
|ability=Zahra's Blade: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage for each unique piece of The Purple Lioness set owned; Extra damage for each unique piece of The Purple Lion set owned; Increases Player's Honor by 3 for each unique piece of The Purple Lioness and Purple Lion sets owned; Gains 100 Attack if The Purple Lion is owned; Increases Player's Honor by 26 if the Purple Lion is owned
|honor=3 per unique piece of The Purple Lion Set and The Purple Lioness Set owned; +26 if The Purple Lion is owned
|race=Human
|role=Melee
|attribute=Agility
|text=20. "Another young fool," Goruhban Maha said. She spat, and a blob of saliva sank into one of the plush rugs. "So be it."
The guardswoman left the caravan, and the vehicle rolled into Firaz. Shir exhaled. Her harsh glare lingered in his mind for some moments, as though scouring his brain for evidence, seeking an excuse to denounce him, seize him, beat him for his poverty. For not belonging. But as he stared out of the uncovered window, even these terrors sloughed away.
Firaz was a miracle. Splendid gardens and gorgeous houses went by on either side. Muscular servants carried sedan chairs, bearing men and women in lavish garb and glittering ornaments through the streets. Wealth and wonder surrounded him. Could all this treasure truly exist in the same world, the same land as his humble little tribe?
Azim drove their vehicle through a maze of sumptuous spectacles, and Shir drank them all in -- sweeter and headier than the wine. The roads narrowed as he gazed. And purple flames blazed from lamps, from braziers standing on the corners, from candles placed at the windows of elegant dwellings. Violet light bathed the walls. It painted the bare flesh of men and women.
|obtained=
* 08/01/14 - ?
* Spectres of the Claw (World Raid)
|obtained2= and Spectres of the Claw (World Raid)
|info=
|reference=
|set=The Purple Lioness Set
|}}