Dreadwing

Dreadwing glints with midnight lacquer, a fragment of a draconic wing sealed in polished obsidian. Its surface drinks light like a raven’s feather slicked with oil, yet it stays cold in the palm, as if something living lingers beneath the lacquer. Ridges along the shard catch the lantern glow, and fine runes coil around the bone-like center, humming faintly when you tilt it close to listen. The texture alternates between slick and stubbornly durable, a tactile reminder that this relic has weathered storms and whispered bargains alike. Lore ties the Dreadwing to a wyvern rider who bargained with an old shadow—a pact that saved a village at a price, leaving the wing etched with memory and decision rather than triumph alone. Handling the Dreadwing is like brushing against a story that chose you as a participant. It feels heavy with history, cooling to the touch, warming only when pressed against skin that knows the weight of choices made in the margins of battle. In the field it acts as both talisman and tactical cue: link it into your gear, and a short, disciplined surge courses through your stance, sharpening your focus, steadier breaths, and a keener sense of timing. It doesn’t explode onto the scene with fanfare; instead it nudges the fight toward a rhythm where restraint and courage ride side by side. Players who have worn it report a subtle shift—attacks land with a cleaner edge, moments are saved from chaos by a breath of warning, and a line of allies feels the pull to press forward when fear makes others falter. Within the broader tapestry of this world, the Dreadwing threads through rumors, camps, and curious auctions the way a cold wind threads through a mountain pass. It is sought less for raw power than for what it represents—the willingness to bind a wild, even dangerous force to a human will, to gamble with the consequences rather than drift with complacency. Its storm-dark texture and rune-work echo the ancient treaties that once stitched peace from precarious clues, a reminder that bargains can shape not just one life, but the paths of many who follow. The item’s true place is in the hands of those who see a battlefield as a thread to pull toward a larger story, a chance to write a new chapter where restraint, memory, and resolve redefine what victory means. Pricing and provenance drift through whispers on the market, threading between memory and risk. I watched a trader present the Dreadwing to a client, a leather bag clasped in roughened fingers, the ledger at the Saddlebag Exchange open to a line that read in careful, currency-timed ink. The price wasn’t a single decree but a negotiation—a balance of scarcity, lore, and the desire to carry a shard of the past forward. In that moment the exchange felt less like commerce and more like a campfire tale recast as fact: a tangible piece of a legend that you can actually hold, study, and decide how to wear into the next night’s patrol.

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Average Price

30.0189

Total Value

30.02

Total Sold

1

Sell Price Avg

59.9999

Sell Orders Sold

0

Sell Value

0.00

Buy Price Avg

30.0189

Buy Orders Sold

1

Buy Value

30.02

Dreadwing : Sell Orders

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150.001
75.96961
75.96951
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75.001
74.99991
60.001
59.99996

Dreadwing : Buy Orders

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30.01891
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30.00741
30.00721
27.6621
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