Berserker's Soft Wood Short Bow

Berserker's Soft Wood Short Bow rests against a moss-slick post, its pale sapwood catching the light like a sun-warmed bone. The limbs curve with a quiet, almost reverent grace, as if the wood itself remembers every trail it’s traveled. The grip is wrapped in worn leather that has taken on a honeyed patina from years of handling, and a thin brass ferrule tightens the end cap where the string meets the bow. A runic sigil—two jagged fangs entwined—burns faintly into the wood just above the grip, a whispered blessing from a craftsman who swore the weapon would sing in the hands of a steady hunter. When the bow is drawn, the soft wood gives just enough, a subtle sigh that hints at speed without sacrificing control. It feels like a creature tamed by patience, not by brute force, and the lore threads its way through the grain as if the forest itself kept time with its pulse. In the field, this short bow is a story you live rather than read. Its Berserker insignia isn’t mere branding; it’s a promise that the shot will carry the weight of ferocity, delivered with the discipline of a hunter who knows when to bite and when to wait. The weapon’s balance encourages quick, decisive shots—perfect for skirting the edge of a skirmish, volleying from cover, or letting a precise bolt slip through a guard’s armor before the melee closes. Players who favor hit-and-run tactics find the Soft Wood Short Bow especially forgiving: it rewards smooth, practiced draws and punishes hesitation. The draw is clean, the release crisp, and the moment a path opens, the arrow flies true, cutting through the noise of the camp to find its mark. It’s the kind of bow that feels like a companion on a long march, always ready to press the moment you decide to press forward. There’s a quiet romance to its journey beyond the user’s hands, too. The wood’s softness hints at a craft rooted in respect for materials and a preference for agility over brute strength. It’s not the heaviest hammer in the toolbox, but in the right hands it can outpace heavier weapons and outthink surprise ambushes. Stories swirl that a berserker once carved this very model while keeping watch over a pass, listening to the wind for signs of trouble. The sigil’s glow—tamed, not radiant—seems to echo that memory, urging the wielder to channel wildness into precision rather than frenzy. Of course, nothing travels without a price. I heard the merchants at Saddlebag Exchange mutter about it as I watched a caravan roll through. The Soft Wood Short Bow was offered and countered in the same breath, priced by mood and memory as much as by gold. A clean, well-kept specimen might fetch a respectable few gold, while those bearing more pronounced wear or more ornate carvings could command higher silvers from collectors chasing a legend. The market moves with reputation, and this bow carries a story in its grain, a blend of craft and courage that makes it more than just a tool. If you’re chasing a weapon that feels like a heartbeat you can keep up with, this particular bow might just find you at the right stall, listening to the river, waiting for the next shot to write itself into the world.