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|trait = Mastermind
|trait = Mastermind
|role = Backline
|role = Backline
|damage = Magic
|damage = Physical
|height = 117
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==Story==
==Story==
{{Description|Vixemourne is finely attuned to the subtlest emotions. A lone bird adrift, the waxing and waning of the moon—any fleeting glimpse of the world may ripple through its heart. As humans know it, Vixemourne is often steeped in mourning; yet even it cannot say where the sorrow begins. Sadness seeps like nightfall, slow and inevitable, staining the heart. What it cannot admit, however, is that it does feel joy at times. But when joy comes, it hides it—because it adores the aura of mystery that sorrow lends it. This, in truth, is what troubles Vixemourne most.}}
{{Description|Vixemourne is finely attuned to the subtlest emotions. A lone bird adrift, the waxing and waning of the moon, and any fleeting glimpse of the world may ripple through its heart. Known to humans as an Anima often in mourning, Vixemourne itself seldom knows where the sorrow begins. Sadness spreads like nightfall, slow and inevitable, seeping through the heart. What Vixemourne cannot admit, however, is that joy does visit it, yet joy it must disguise, for it adores the aura of mystery that sorrow lends it. This, in truth, is Vixemourne's lingering trouble.}}
Active: Hurl a Shadow Orb at the target that deals 250% Physical DMG. The Orb will then BlurBlurIf there are other enemy units within 3 hexes of the target hit by the Orb, the Orb will ricochet to the unit with the lowest Health percentage within that area, dealing 280% Physical DMG. If there are no other targets, the Orb will deal that same additional DMG to the last target it hit. once.
Summon Vixemourne to plunge the area into total darkness.
Story
Vixemourne is finely attuned to the subtlest emotions. A lone bird adrift, the waxing and waning of the moon, and any fleeting glimpse of the world may ripple through its heart. Known to humans as an Anima often in mourning, Vixemourne itself seldom knows where the sorrow begins. Sadness spreads like nightfall, slow and inevitable, seeping through the heart. What Vixemourne cannot admit, however, is that joy does visit it, yet joy it must disguise, for it adores the aura of mystery that sorrow lends it. This, in truth, is Vixemourne's lingering trouble.
Old: "Vixemourne is finely attuned to the subtlest emotions. A lone bird adrift, the waxing and waning of the moon—any fleeting glimpse of the world may ripple through its heart. As humans know it, Vixemourne is often steeped in mourning; yet even it cannot say where the sorrow begins. Sadness seeps like nightfall, slow and inevitable, staining the heart. What it cannot admit, however, is that it does feel joy at times. But when joy comes, it hides it—because it adores the aura of mystery that sorrow lends it. This, in truth, is what troubles Vixemourne most."
New: "Vixemourne is finely attuned to the subtlest emotions. A lone bird adrift, the waxing and waning of the moon, and any fleeting glimpse of the world may ripple through its heart. Known to humans as an Anima often in mourning, Vixemourne itself seldom knows where the sorrow begins. Sadness spreads like nightfall, slow and inevitable, seeping through the heart. What Vixemourne cannot admit, however, is that joy does visit it, yet joy it must disguise, for it adores the aura of mystery that sorrow lends it. This, in truth, is Vixemourne's lingering trouble."
