These wee swimmers drop a throwing weapon that procs a poison, which is very very nice, but the weapons do not stack. Then again for rogues, we are only likely to throw in begining of battle then go to backside of mob for melee.
Not only are they highly aggro but they do INDEED chase you out of the water. I couldn't believe it! Here I am dragging myself out of the water in a classic death crawl after being stunned and totally hammered by this slimy mob. I make it up the hill I think to myself "Wow, close call," as I begin to cast heal.
But NO...the darn fish followed me on to the shore, interrupted my spell, and finished me off.
One day, a certain Dark Elven woman decided to take a walk around the lake. She was on her way to the Wind Mill, to meet some friends and get hammered. She decided to herself, 'I have seen all there is to see on THAT side of the lake, I think I'll take this way to see my friends.' So off she went, humming Good Charlotte to herself all the way. Suddenly, she came to a pond...a pond, which she had never seen before, and quite frankly, she became very curious. So she stripped down to her red bikini (she wears it all the time..you can never be too ready!) and jumped in. All was going fine. Then, she saw something moving in the far corner. It glared at her-no, scowled at her-ready to attack. She thought to herslef, 'No one told me this pond was private property, so I'll hafta check this out.' She climbed out and got her sword, just in case. Then she jumped in again. She looked, but whatever it was was gone. Then she felt a current on the back of her legs. She turned around, and THERE IT WAS. Long, sleek, and covered in scales, there was the Pond's owner! She had planned on having a decent conversation with this individual, but the Sturgeon had different ideas. It began to attack! She fought with all her might, slashing and kicking and doing whatever she could. Finally, with the last ounce of her strength; she landed a crippling blow on the little *******. It wriggled a little, and fell to the pond floor. She struggled to reach the surface. A wandering-passer-by-Monk happened to see her; and, using his safefall, (***** statistics)jumped off the rocks and into the water. They finally reached the surface, severely out of breathe. After they regained their senses, she thanked him and gave him a kiss and a few platinum for his help. Once he was out of site, she threw down her sword and jumped back in to find out what loot she had won. All she found were a few lousy fish scales and a 5/25 weapon. She kicked the fish's corpse and stalked off. When she reached the wind mill, she was half dressed, bloodied-up, and ready for a good drink. She threw the fish scales and weapon at the near-by merchant, who glared up at her (he was a dwarf.). As soon as she reached her friends, she stole one of their ginger ale stacks and began guzzling. When they asked what took so long, she simply replied,'I went sight-seeing.' ~Vaadearia epilogue: the friends didnt dare question the drunken woman further, although they were a bit suspicious when they saw her winking at a monk stranger. THE END