Whisperblade

Whisperblade rests in the palm like a slender moon, its blade a ribbon of tempered obsidian that drinks light and returns it as a pale, shifting gleam. The edge is razor-fine, a micro-serrated line that hums softly when drawn across leather. The hilt is wrapped in night-silk cord, the guard etched with crescent motifs that catch the smallest lamplight. The sheath is lacquer-black wood, polished until it swallows its own reflection. Legends say the steel was tempered in a fog-black forge, by a solitary smith who spoke to the metal until it learned to guard what it hears. Runes along the spine glow cool, like frost etched by a listening hand. When it breathes, Whisperblade seems to breathe back—an instrument and a confidant that never betrays a sound. Some say the blade remembers every secret it's heard, and it murmurs them to its owner in the quiet between heartbeats. In combat, the blade is a rumor made tangible: a thief’s partner that never tires of listening. Whisperblade slips through defenses with practiced grace, coaxing backstabs and quick strikes into a seamless whisper of motion. It carries a trace of its maker’s caution, letting a wielder chain stealthy steps with well-timed cuts, stacking precision and crits as if counting nerves under skin. More than sharpness, it feels like movement itself—hushed, almost unguessable—so enemies realize too late that their heartbeat has betrayed them. In the right hands, Whisperblade is a story as much as a weapon: a vow whispered on a blade’s lip, a pact sealed behind a streetlamp’s glow. In coordinated play, it shines when you time your openers with teammates, and it sharpens cooldowns on Shadowstep and Cloak and Dagger, rewarding patient, surgical strikes. Last week I watched a trader in a sun-warmed bazaar, where cloth merchants and lanterns scented the air. Whisperblade lay on velvet, smelling faintly of rain and old coin. The price shifted with the market’s sighs—sometimes a bargain, sometimes a memory. The stall keeper spoke of Saddlebag Exchange, that quiet ledger traders trust when nights fill with rumors. A wheel spin on a tablet showed a listing: Whisperblade, pristine, with a guild blessing and age but no obvious flaws. The price rose with the blade’s breath, rising when a curious thief asked, slipping when a wary collector pulled away. To me it felt less like a sale than the trade of a secret you keep by heart if you own it. The listing hinted provenance from a vanished guild of whispers, adding rumor that tilts value as surely as any enchantment. Ultimately Whisperblade is more than metal and craft; it is a promise spoken in quiet movement. It turns corners in alleys and in the imagination, guiding decisions, shaping how stories end and begin. Whoever holds it will hear the forge’s memory and the truth that a blade can be a whisper, a confidant, and a weapon all at once—waiting for the moment to turn night from rumor into memory. Its story persists not because it wins fights alone, but because it invites the fighter to listen first.

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Average Price

430.6665

Total Value

450.00

Total Sold

1

Sell Price Avg

430.6665

Sell Orders Sold

1

Sell Value

450.00

Buy Price Avg

312.0306

Buy Orders Sold

0

Buy Value

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Whisperblade : Sell Orders

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