Reed

Reed is a 5-star character in Arknights. Reed's class is Vanguard. Faction: Victoria.

On our Arknights tier list Reed is B tier, 86th of the 293 characters ranked, from where 13 current tier lists put Reed.

Reed generates DP with every kill and gets her full deployment cost back when retreated instead of the usual half, which makes her excellent at farming cost early in a stage. Soul Spark adds arts damage on top of her attacks and boosts that DP generation further, and Blighted Blood gives her RES that's unusually high for a melee unit, good enough to drop her next to dangerous enemies like Spec Ops Caster Leaders and tank a few hits.

She's a solid B, though she has low DEF and can only block one enemy, and Soul Spark's bonus damage fades against anything with decent RES.

Her codenamen derives from a kind of grass-like plant found in wetlands.

According to herself, it symbolizes her as a "nondescript existence."

Her real name, Loughshinny, derives from a coastal village in northern County Dublin, Ireland, known for its wetland biomes, which fits both her codename and her origin in Dublinn.

In Reed's Emerald Holiday outfit, there is a chess board on her left featuring a black piece in the shape of a dragon and a full set of white pieces.

The board game likely hints future content in the Victoria Arc with the dragon piece representing candidates for the Draco monarch (Reed herself, Eblana, or Talulah) and the white piece representing the allied forces (Rhodes Island, Glasgow, and Eartha).

Reed's sleeping posture has been a mystery to the Arknights community due to her enormous tail and horns.

In the first Official Artbook, it is confirmed that she sleeps while standing.

Despite having defected from Dublinn during the events of Episode 09, Reed is aligned with Victoria rather than being affiliated with Rhodes Island.

This is possibly because Dublinn was not revealed to be a significant (antagonistic) faction at the time of Reed's release.

Reed is the only Charger Vanguard that can deal Arts damage.

The Weight of a Life: Reed's flames are the flames of Life.

Having been through the hopelessness and helplessness of County Hillock, she is still bewildered, yet breaking her will be no easy thing.

Be ingenious in deploying support items, watch closely the enemy's movements, and you can leave the rest to her.

CHG-Y: "Is this... a gift?"

Looking at the finely wrapped parcel before her, Reed is somewhat at a loss.

"The clean new outfit's standard, but I added a little material to give it quicker cooling ability...

oh, yeah, the tactical gloves are heat-resistant too.

Open it and try them on, time's a-wastin'...

crap, am I spoiling the surprise? The Doctor's not gonna dock me for this, right?"

The Vampire engineer hastily covers her mouth, and tiptoes out of the special dormitories, winking at Reed before she shuts the door.

"Happy holidays!"

Reed holds her parcel, fixed to the spot, unsure if her murmur succeeded in floating past the door.

For her, holidays are difficult to reconcile with happiness.

It was on the stroke of a holiday that her mother and father died.

The gift they'd brought back from Londinium fell at her feet, wrapping stained with blood.

Her sister dragged her out of the snow, pulling her hand, passing through one alley after another.

Candlelight shone on window after window, but nothing lay ahead of them at all.

With the footfall behind them drawing closer, her sister told her to hide, finding her the darkest corner to tuck herself in, her chest burning from not even daring to breathe.

"It's alright now, Loughshinny. Stand up."

The voice of her sister returned to her side.

She opened her eyes, saw the firelight creep out from a stranger's window, and it became a strange purple, and malevolent in its very look, scaring even the pitch-black night away.

Her legs were still too weak to stand. No more did her sister hold out a hand, but went back into the glow of the blaze.

She knew that if she couldn't follow, then she would be forever left behind.

She grit her teeth and slowly rose up, pushing back the fear and pain, chasing the figure in the firelight.

Without knowing it, she ran farther and farther, becoming too but a small shadow.

Ever since, the fire never truly went out.

It burned within her eyes, inside her heart, the night of every festivity.

Five years on, her sister placed a spear in her hands.

In her recollections, this was her last time being given a holiday gift.

Since then, the flames came to ignite at her spearpoint too.

Slowly, she became used to the heat, to the scorching that stabbed through her body with each breath.

She believed this undying flame would be with her for life, even chasing her in death.

Until she received this present.

She realizes, and it startles her. So there were people who'd still try to put water to these raging flames.

In every test and training thereafter, Reed puts on these gloves, and after the battle, she'll attentively clean her spear's blade according to her manuals.

She hasn't told Closure that in actuality, there exists no reagent nor material that can cool a Draco's flames.

After all, when she touched this gift, she truly did feel a long-lost, refreshing chill.

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