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Fan of the Mother
mother_fanThe fan of the Mother of the Comb: ribs of shulker chitin, membranes of hive amber, and in the hub, in a cell of the oldest wax, the royal jelly she held to her chest. While the Comb flew, she ruled it with a hum and a scent; the scent is still in the jelly.|Wave it, and everything that crawls and stings around you forgets who you are and remembers only that the Mother wants the others gone.
Gear
Control: the foes around you fight each other.
Call of the Mother. Wave the fan: the scent of royal jelly spreads 6 blocks. Foes in it (up to 6) take you for their Mother: for 5 s they leave you and other players alone and fight the nearest foes — first those the call missed, then each other. Masters and guardians do not obey, but the charmed fight them too. Foes the charmed slay count toward this fan's mastery.
- Mastery 2: the call reaches farther
- Mastery 3: the swarm fights harder, longer
- Mastery 4: more foes, recharges in 16 s
- Mastery 5: the fallen pass the call on
Made at a workbench around the Queen's Jelly, the heart of the Mother of the Comb: chitin scales for the ribs, an amber cell for the hub, and a grip.