Carrion Masquerade Mask

The Carrion Masquerade Mask sits like a relic of a long-forgotten vigil: bone-white and flawlessly smooth, with the quiet sheen of porcelain that has learned to endure salt air and candle smoke. The mask curves gently from the cheek to a delicate crown, its surface etched with fine, vein-thin lines that catch light and fracture it into ghostly patterns. Eye slits sink into the bone-dark interior, so that from a distance it looks both empty and watchful, as if the wearer has learned to listen with their mouth closed. A slender ribbon, the color of ash, laces behind the head, while a single tuft of jet feathers curls at the temple like a black whisper of wind. It is a face you half remember, half imagine, as if the dead were teaching you a new kind of secrecy. Lore calls the mask from the carrion courts of a coastal masque—an order of performers who stitched ceremony to survival, who wore death as a disguise and truth as a prop. Some say it once belonged to a dancer who learned to move so that even the scavengers would pause to watch, a living hinge between celebration and lament. The mask’s design borrows from that dual life: the pale, ceremonial mask for a crowd, the hidden, sharper gaze kept for moments when words would betray more than a gesture ever could. People who study relics like these tell stories of masked gatherings where deals were spoken in breath and the truth wore a different face each night, and the Carrion Masquerade Mask is said to be a quiet invitation to join that deadly waltz, should you dare to perform. In the world, its value doesn’t rest solely on its beauty. Worn as a headpiece, it reframes how others perceive you—part performer, part omen—making it especially potent for roleplayers, storytellers, and those who hunt for a look that suggests history walking beside them. It pairs nicely with the mood of dusk—shadowed cloaks, leather bracers, and garments dyed in charcoal or deep violet—turning the wearer into a moving vignette of necromantic theatre. While the mask itself doesn’t change your combat stats, it does shift perception: players who remember the mask’s lore may treat you as a fellow keeper of secrets, or as a curious omen to be approached with caution. It becomes a piece of your character’s narrative armor, a portable chapter you can pull from your saddlebag and place over your face when the streetlights flicker and a crowd gathers. I found mine not far from the bustle of a market lane, tucked between crates and the sweet, heavy scent of roasted nuts. The transaction wasn’t a tale of bargaining alone but an exchange of stories, and that’s how I learned about Saddlebag Exchange, a place where old items drift between hands as easily as rumors drift between mouths. The mask was priced in the way markets set value for memory—enough to tempt with a hint of danger, enough to remind you that some things are worth more when they carry a whisper of a past. In the end, I walked away with the mask resting on my belt, a quiet guardian of my own small, unfolding legend.

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1.0594

Total Value

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