Ice nymph

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An ice nymph, n, is a type of monster that appears in EvilHack and Hack'EM. The ice nymph is a cold-elemental form of nymph that possesses the same qualities as most other nymphs, including teleporting at random and after stealing.

An ice nymph can steal items and seduce monsters, and possesses cold resistance.

Eating an ice nymph corpse or tin confers +6% (115) additional cold resistance, and has a separate 215 chance of conferring teleportitis.

Generation

Ice nymphs are always generated hostile, and are not randomly generated in Gehennom.

Ice nymphs are only randomly generated in the Ice Queen's Realm, and several can appear in Geryon's Lair at level creation.

An ice nymph has a 12 chance each of being generated with a mirror and a potion of object detection.

Strategy

Ice nymphs are barely much different from other nymphs, save for being cold-resistant and having slightly lower base experience - they can still pose a threat to you by stealing vital or dangerous items as usual. This can become especially dire if you are relying on an external source of cold resistance (e.g. armor or a ring) to safely traverse the Ice Queen's Realm, or else are charmed into disrobing during a fight with Geryon.

Encyclopedia entry

A female creature from Roman and Greek mythology, the nymph occupied rivers, forests, ponds, etc. A nymph's beauty is beyond words: an ever-young woman with sleek figure and long, thick hair, radiant skin and perfect teeth, full lips and gentle eyes. A nymph's scent is delightful, and her long robe glows, hemmed with golden threads and embroidered with rainbow hues of unearthly magnificence. A nymph's demeanour is graceful and charming, her mind quick and witty.
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Theseus felt her voice pulling him down into fathoms of sleep. The song was the skeleton of his dream, and the dream was full of terror. Demon girls were after him, and a bull-man was goring him. Everywhere there was blood. There was pain. There was fear. But his head was in the nymph's lap and her musk was about him, her voice weaving the dream. He knew then that she had been sent to tell him of something dreadful that was to happen to him later. Her song was a warning. But she had brought him a new kind of joy, one that made him see everything differently. The boy, who was to become a hero, suddenly knew then what most heroes learn later -- and some too late -- that joy blots suffering and that the road to nymphs is beset by monsters.

[ The Minotaur, by Bernard Evslin ]