⚔About Gnasher⚔

Gnasher is one of the Behemoths within the world of Dauntless. Can be enraged.

⚔Summary⚔

A burrowing raw aether-feeder possessing mammalian and reptilian characteristics. Its powerful tail can flatten an unwary Slayer while its heavy incisors can sever a limb in a single bite.

It appears to be designed after a beaver, with its buck teeth and large slamming tail.

⚔Drops⚔

Gnasher Hide | Slay

Ragetooth | Break Head

Gnasher Shinplate | Break Leg

Sharpened Slapper | Sever Tail

⚔Weapons⚔

Raging Blade

Raging Crash

Raging Teeth

Raging Bite

Raging Cruelty

⚔Armor⚔

Full Set

⚔Interruptions⚔

First one is when Gnasher is doing his giant rolling move, charging towards his foes while rolling in a neat “tire.”

Second one is when Gnasher is swooping the players with his belly side, hit him in the head with a hammer blaster or ranged chain blade attack.

⚔MasterCard⚔

Hunt Gnasher

Hunt Gnasher while wearing Gnasher Armor 10 times

Upgrade all Gnasher Armor +6

Upgrade all Gnasher Armor +10

Deal 5,000,000 damage to Gnasher

Hunt Ragetail Gnasher while taking less than 100 damage

Hunt Ragetail Gnasher in under 3 minutes

Interrupt Gnasher 10 times (level one) 50 times (level two) 150 times (level three)

Stagger Gnasher 10 times (level one) 50 times (level two) 150 times (level three)

Wound Gnasher 10 times (level one) 50 times (level two) 150 times (level three)

⚔Gnasher Level EXP⚔

Level One - 300 Experience

Level Two - 900 Experience

Level Three - 3240 Experience

Level Four - 8100 Experience

Level Five - 14460 Experience

⚔Lore⚔

Found on r/dauntless

Not everyone working on the Shattered Isles was also a slayer. Not that Keith ever really felt the need to tell any of the ladies at the Broken Blade, this little lie got him a lot more interest than when he told them he was just a simple lumberjack. And honestly... Right now it didn’t feel like that much of a lie.

The sawmill Keith worked at wasn’t very far from Ramsgate. If they ever saw a behemoth it was usually on another island in the distance. But 10 minutes ago two of his colleagues came running out of the forest, screaming and with fear in their eyes. Before Keith could even ask what was going on a Gnasher showed up behind them, crashing through the trees. One of the men, Keith knew him as Matt, was hit by a tree and fell down to the ground. There he remained, motionless. The other guy, a man named Josh, had managed to hide behind a pile of logs, out of the Gnasher’s sight.

For a second, Keith stood there, frozen, unsure of what to do, then he dove towards the nearest cover he could find. From behind one of the great saws they used to split logs, he thought about what to do. Despite his many grand tales at the bar, he didn’t know much about behemoths. Sure, he could recognize a Gnasher and knew to stay away from its tail, but there was no way he was going to be able to kill it or even scare it away. There was a kit with flares inside the mill that they used to warn slayers if a behemoth was near, but to get there he would have to cross an open area. There was no way the Gnasher wasn’t going to see him. Unless... “Josh”, Keith whispered. “Josh!” Josh looked at Keith. Afraid to make a sound, he looked at Keith angrily and raised his hand in a “what” gesture. Keith pointed at a branch at his feet and made a throwing gesture, then pointed behind the Gnasher. Josh shook his head, but after an angry look by Keith he reluctantly picked up the branch. He took a deep breath and threw the branch behind the Gnasher.

As soon as the Gnasher turned around Keith made a run towards the mill. The Gnasher, alerted by his footsteps, turned back and moved towards the sound, but Keith was already inside the mill before the behemoth could see him. Keith felt safer, but knew the mill couldn’t withstand several hits from an angry behemoth. Quietly he made his way towards the kit. A layer of sawdust was laying on top of it, a sign of rather limited use. Keith hoped the flares still worked. He grabbed the kit and, with the Gnasher in front of the door, crawled through a window in the back. He was halfway through when he heard a loud slamming noise and felt the building shake. The Gnasher must’ve figured out he went into the building. Keith fell face first onto the ground. Not the most graceful exit, but at least he was outside. As he ran towards the edge of the forest, he fired one of the flares. Luckily it still worked. The flare shot up in the sky and a great red tree lit up the area around the mill. The signal would surely be seen by the slayers in Ramsgate. Now all Keith had to do was survive until they got here. And then maybe, just maybe, he wouldn’t have to lie about his adventures next time he went for a drink in the Broken Blade.