True Sight Medium Boots

True Sight Medium Boots lie pristine on the wooden counter, their pale leather catching the torchlight and returning it as a soft, milky glow. The surface bears minute scrapes from travel, and the seams are stitched with a slender ribbon of silver thread that shivers with every breath of air. The tongue bears an inlaid sigil—a single eye inlaid with glass-like enamel—that seems to wink when you tilt your head. The sole, layered with hardened hide and a whisper-thin bronze filigree, is surprisingly supple and nearly silent, granting the wearer a hush of movement that tells you something secret has passed by. A subtle hum threads through the boots, a faint resonance that grows brighter when danger is near, as if the world itself were tuning to the same frequency. Legends whisper that they were forged by a Blind Cartographer who walked the world with his eyes closed, trading in truth for travel. The sigil-born enchantment stitched into the leather is said to be a bargain with a shade-walker: when you slip the boots on, the veil between surfaces thins. Some years ago a collector found them scuffed after a skirmish in the Dappled Barrens and swore the boots had guided him through a maze of visible and invisible wards. Whether myth or memory, the sense that you are walking with the world’s hidden lanes becomes undeniable. In plain terms, these boots grant True Sight—a calm unmasking of what hides in plain sight. When you pace through a ruined stronghold or a crowded market square, you see camouflaged foes that would otherwise vanish in the glare of torchlight. Traps reveal their teeth, illusions lose their edge, and a corridor you’d flirt with by instinct suddenly reveals a second door you would have missed. They don’t push you toward courage so much as pull back the curtain long enough to let you decide how to step through it. For explorers, they read the lie of a map’s whispers; for skirmishers, they tilt the odds a fraction toward safety. Word travels along caravan trails and market lanes about items like this, especially among dealers who trust the Saddlebag Exchange to sort truth from rumor. A well-worn pair can command several gold coins, but pristine examples—especially those with stubborn gleam and fresh sigil—fetch a higher price, often nestled somewhere in the six to nine gold range, depending on the stamp of enchantment and the fevered need of the buyer. A buyer might barter with a token or two, or press the merchant to name a fair price, but the boots always carry a shared history: a quiet revelation, a thread of fate laid bare, and a step that asks you to see more than your own feet. So when you slip them on, the road becomes a spine of light and shadow, and you learn again that truth travels well in boots that have learned to listen. In that moment the journey feels less a march and more a revelation you carry home.

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Average Price

15.2486

Total Value

30.50

Total Sold

2

Sell Price Avg

15.2486

Sell Orders Sold

2

Sell Value

30.50

Buy Price Avg

12.16

Buy Orders Sold

0

Buy Value

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True Sight Medium Boots : Sell Orders

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16.391
15.38992
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15.24981
15.24933
15.2491
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True Sight Medium Boots : Buy Orders

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12.161
10.001
8.11271
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1.00424
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