Hero Martha
“A special type of tea grows in the woods of Zarakkar. It grants longevity and heals the most dangerous wounds. Guarded by the Foremother, ancient forebear to all tortoises, the marvelous tea had been hidden from human sight until a young woman named Martha received its gift, paying an enormous price in return.”
Healer / Support
Fights at the back line
Intelligence
Skills
White: Foremother’s Oath
Increases all allies’ speed for 6 seconds.
- Speed-up: 250 (1 * Level + 120)%
Green: Secret of Longevity
Martha’s basic attacks heal her when a projectile hits an enemy. The farther the projectile travels, the more health it will restore.
- One projectile can restore up to 273,322 (24% Health + 400 * Level) health
- Two bubbles restore 34,165 (3% Health + 50 * Level) health
Blue: Tea Party
Conjures a totem in front of the character that restores allies’ health. Enemies can’t target the totem, but it can take AoE damage.
- Health regen for each ally: 105,407 (60% Magic attack + 250 * Level + 5,000) for 8 seconds
- Cooldown: 15 seconds
Healing Brew
Violet: Healing Brew
While the totem is active, the ally with the least health now receives additional healing.
- Health regen per second: 180,327 (15% Health + 400 * Level + 6,000) for 8 seconds
Maximum stats
- Power 189 649
- Health 922 177
- Strength 5 151
- Armor 34 962
- Physical Attack 20 502
- Agility 2 122
- Magic Attack 121 512
- Magic Defense 43 049
- Intelligence 16 208
Artifacts
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Zarakkari Teapot
Activation chance 100% Armor +50190
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Tome of Arcane Knowledge
Magic attack +16731 Health +83649
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Ring of Intelligence
Intelligence +6249
Skins
Glyphs
Items
Info
Main Role Healer
Additional Role Support
Stone Source Heroic Chest
Initial Cost Soul Atrium
30 Soul Stones (2 Stars)
Max 18 Soul Stones
Main Stat Intelligence
Attack Type Physical damage
Video Content
Lore
Day 1. Zarakkar Jungle
“No, really, I tell you. I can just feel it! I have to see my son!” spoke the old woman with gray hair, patting a large tortoise shell with her wrinkled hand. “We’ve been best friends since we were kids, Josephine, and you can’t just let me go on my own,” she continued lecturing someone as she clambered up the shell, hauling a pile of old clutter with her. “What if this is our last journey? Anyway, there’s no way I’ll stop pestering you, so don’t go counting on that. Besides, how would I walk on my own? My legs aren’t what they used to be!” Four legs and a wrinkled head appeared from inside the shell. The head replied in a grumpy tone: “What a crazy old crone you are, Martha!” A load of bags, crockery, and teapots clattered as the tortoise turned around and trudged off to the northeast with Martha on her back.