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Helminth Hatchery is part of the Seekers of the Storm DLC. It is only available if the DLC is enabled when starting a run.
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Helminth Hatchery
Helminth Hatchery
Shadow of the Savior
Stage 5
Soundtrack 屋根の漏り (Yane No Mori)

Lunar Seer Quote
You dream of wurms.


Helminth Hatchery is one of the five new environments added to the game with the Seekers of the Storm, located on Petrichor V, and is found in the fifth set of Environments in Risk of Rain 2.

Interactables[]

Monsters[]

Family Events

  • Lunar Chimera (Exploder) Lunar Chimera (Exploder)Lunar Chimera (Exploder)
    Zenith DesignsHP: 180 (+54 per level)
    Damage: 11 (+2.2 per level)
    Class: Ranged / Self-Destruct
    Speed: 8 m/s
    Armor: 0
    Lunar Chimera (Golem) Lunar Chimera (Golem)Lunar Chimera (Golem)
    Zenith DesignsHP: 1615 (+485 per level)
    Damage: 35 (+7 per level)
    Class: Ranged
    Speed: 8 m/s
    Armor: 0
    Lunar Chimera (Wisp) Lunar Chimera (Wisp)Lunar Chimera (Wisp)
    Zenith DesignsHP: 850 (+255 per level)
    Damage: 15 (+3 per level)
    Class: Ranged
    Speed: 18 m/s
    Armor: 0
    Lunar

Newt Altars[]

There are 4 possible locations for the Newt Altars and exactly 2 will spawn:

Lore[]

Massive shining coils shift, red as Mercury blossoms, revealing a sphere of bright molten obsidian glowing inside a bowl of red stone.
Four stories up a large dark hand reaches through the glassless window, pets the coils and brings the bowl inside.
Strange tools of silver line the walls alongside endless artifacts freely given, intricately carved, and tenderly loved. His tribute.
He pulls an oblong clay jar down, a seal bearing his likeness breaks under his grip with a hiss.
Inside the jar, crackling starseed thorns and dried kifruit skins, their earthy scent fills the smoldering workshop.
For the morning star, he reaches into the molten obsidian and pierces the bowl with a starseed thorn from within. A thorn for each fate changed.
Many thorns and fates later, he tap tap taps a silver tool against the stone of the workshop.
Red coils in the window shift again, a massive burning eye curiously takes in the room, then it’s open mouth appears in the window, the sudden heat wave sending a song through a ceiling of silver chimes.
He places the spiked obsidian ball inside and pats it’s muzzle twice. The gilded worm is to take the mace to the surface. The obsidian cools in a shaft of putrid moonlight, collecting lunar rage and loneliness.
For the handle, he wraps a rod of silver in dried kifruit skins and an eon of freedom, lost to gravity wells long ago.
Finally, he seals the obsidian weapon with a golden T emblem.
His gift. No, his apology.

Version History[]

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