Heart of Mellaggan

Heart of Mellaggan sits in the palm like a living ember: a heart-shaped gem of pale glass, translucent enough to reveal a soft inner glow that breathes with an almost reluctant light. Its surface is immaculate yet fractured, a lattice of copper veins that coil around each contour as if tracing a heartbeat itself. When you cradle it, the coolness of the crystal yields to a surprising warmth, a whelming pulse that settles against your skin and steadies your breathing. Around the rim, teal runes shimmer with a faint hum, tiny sigils that seem to whisper if you lean in close enough to listen to the rain. It is sculpture and memory intertwined, something you can hold, and in the same breath, feel held by. The legend that clings to it speaks of Mellaggan, a traveler whose faith lay not in maps but in listening—the wind through a canyon, the sigh of an old road, the gentleness of a stored memory. This Heart was pressed to his chest at the moment of a vow, a promise to guard a way through danger and to shelter a caravan when night rose. In quiet moments, the copper veins catch a stray spark of light and kindle it into a tiny beacon for those who know how to read its glow. People claim the memory of Mellaggan answers back not as a voice, but as a tremor—an almost musical ripple that hints at a path, a choice, a door that wants to be opened. It’s the sort of relic that makes you believe a place can remember you even before you remember it. In practical terms, the Heart of Mellaggan is a catalyst for discovery. When carried into certain sites or worn during exploration, it resonates with related relics and unlocks hidden channels that would otherwise stay dark. Explorers who pair it with other Mellaggan artifacts find corridors that reveal themselves only to attentive feet, stairwells tucked behind curtains of stone, or a chamber whose walls carry a caravan’s last whispered routes. It doesn’t unleash raw attack power; it invites a slower, more deliberate hunt—an invitation to follow echoes and footprints, to see routes where others see walls, to hear the memory of a journey guiding your next step. For the tactician, it translates into timing and patience: a hint to bypass a trap you’d otherwise stumble into, or to choose a longer path that eventually saves more lives than it costs. Market days give the Heart a different kind of breath. I watched the crowd at Saddlebag Exchange, lanterns swinging and merchants trading glances as the gem’s glow bled into the paper of price tags. The jewel drew out whispers about value—how its worth shifts with rumor and need, a price that climbs when a caravan tale travels far enough to reach the right ear. Yet even as numbers drift, the Heart seems not merely to demand payment but to earn a story. A buyer steps forward, fingers both treacherous with fatigue and certain with purpose, and in that moment the Heart moves from curiosity to vow—yet again becoming the quiet center of a larger story about routes remembered, choices made, and a single, steadfast heartbeat that still lights the way.

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Average Price

66.036

Total Value

66.03

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66.036

Buy Orders Sold

1

Buy Value

66.03

Heart of Mellaggan : Sell Orders

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