Currently, I'm 93 Dungeoneering, have mercilessly slaughtered over ONE-HUNDRED AND FORTY-SEVEN of these black-white-and-red-all-over Hood Grubbers and I can resolutely say that I have never seen a hood drop. But the Night Spiders seem to be more than glad to give me oodles of Tangle Gum Branches... Screw you, Night Spiders, you elusive, tantalizing meat-bags. Love Skinweavers