Mystic Wand

Mystic Wand rests on a weathered oak table, its slender shaft carved from pale driftwood that feels surprisingly warm in the palm. The wand narrows toward a tip crowned with a moonstone-like crystal that flickers with a soft, blue-white glow, as if a whisper of frost lives just beneath the surface. Along its length, delicate sigils snake inlaid in brass and lacquered black lacquered grain—tiny runes that catch the lamplight and bloom into pale fire when a spell is drawn near. The grip is wrapped in worn leather, patched here and there with copper rivets, as if the wand has long carried a traveler’s stories on the road. Lore-sketched tales say the wand was wrought by a hermit-sage who wandered the margins of a forgotten observatory, trading secrets with river-moths and star-pickers; the core, they insist, holds a fragment of moon-magic that answers only to those who listen for stillness in a storm. In the field, its presence feels less like a weapon and more like a quiet companion with a timeline of decisions already threaded into its grain. When a spell-caster raises it, the sigils pulse in a patient cadence, and the wand seems to lean in, inviting a seeker to name a purpose—healing a wound, warding a tent from a sudden squall, coaxing a stubborn seedling to release a bloom in midwinter. Its versatility is not loud; it is precise. In combat, it can weave a shield that glitters like frost on a blade, or slip a healing whisper into the air, mending injuries before they become ragged echoes. Off the battlefield, it becomes a translator—transmuting a moment’s intention into a visible effect, turning a plan into a sigil that lights a doorway, opens a gate of runic wind, or sketch-trace a gleam of guidance across a map. What makes the Mystic Wand feel like part of a larger story is the way it binds choice to consequence. A wielder may choose to temper power with patience, letting the core breathe; or push harder, accepting a fragile, transient glow that fades with the next gust. Its lore is not a single tale but a chain: the hermit’s quiet experiments, a scribe’s careful notes, a caravan of collectors who trade rumors as deftly as coins. That sense of ongoing travel—of a tool that travels with its owner through weather and time—gives the wand a heartbeat that players can hear in their own decisions. Prices drift through crowded markets like leaves in a breeze, and on a rainy morning the Saddlebag Exchange becomes a stage for negotiations that resemble old maritime bargaining. A pristine Mystic Wand will fetch a sun-warmed gold—or two—if the moonstone gleams as vividly as a winter night; a well-used piece settles lower, flirting with silver. The shopkeeper’s ledger glints with the scent of old parchment, pages full of names and tales, while a buyer muses about pairing the wand with a set of sigils to craft a more robust ward. In that moment, the wand stops being a collectible and becomes a bridge—between past quiet glows and future, brighter light.

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Average Price

106.9899

Total Value

106.99

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106.9899

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106.99

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