Sentinel's Destroyer Longbow

Sentinel's Destroyer Longbow gleams with a pale ice-blue sheen, its limbs of obsidian wood carved in the silhouettes of watchful sentinels and bound at the grip with worn leather that smells of rain and old patrols. The riser bears a thin lattice of silver sigils, each etched line catching torchlight and throwing a cool glitter over the archer’s knuckles. The string, pale as frost, hums when drawn, a quiet note that sits in the chest as a hunter takes aim. A small brass plate near the grip bears the Vigil’s emblem, worn smooth by years of use, yet steady as a heartbeat beneath a cloak of wool and wind. It feels alive in the hand, as if the bow remembers every patrol, every whispered plan drawn up against a creeping dusk. Lore threads through its form, a tale told in the glow of campfires and the hush that follows a successful ambush. The Destroyer earned its name in the days when the Sentinels watched the borderlands with a patient, iron gaze. It was said to have cracked the shield of a rogue horde endeavoring to spill from the marshes into the settled plains, to slice through cords and armor with a single, patient, precise shot. Since then, the bow has traveled with huntsmen and veterans, a reminder that restraint and precision can turn a field of enemies into a narrow path of arrows. In practice, the longbow rewards the careful, the patient, the hunter who lets distance become a partner rather than an obstacle. A well-timed release can thread through gaps in armor and drift past the scoured defenses of a moving target, every shot feeding momentum for the next. Its arrows carry a quiet integrity—slow-burning, wind-cut, and unforgiving—making it a favorite for scouts skirting the edge of a skirmish, for rangers turning the tide of a siege from the flank, and for those who believe that a single decisive shot can rewrite a night’s outcome. The weapon’s presence changes the rhythm of a camp: quieter, surer, with the sense that every breath before a shot is in the service of a larger plan. Market talk often travels with the wind, and the Saddlebag Exchange is where such an extraordinary thing finds its price, if it finds one at all. A buyer or a keeper of storied gear might turn the bow over in his hands, listening to the wood’s grain as if it told a history of battles fought and battles narrowly avoided. The price tag is steep, not merely in coin but in stories offered up in trade, in relationships braided between seller and buyer, rumor and memory. At the Exchange, a patient barter can soften the edge of the demand, especially if a pair of old sigils or a cache of rare runes accompanies the deal, turning the Sentinel’s Destroyer into more than a weapon—it becomes a shared memory of the road, a partner in every patrol that follows moonlit paths. So the bow rests again on a rack of shadow and light, waiting for a caller who understands that its true power lies not only in reach or aim but in the weight of the journey it carries—an object that writes the fate of a hunter who chooses to stand between dusk and dawn.

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Average Price

27.0314

Total Value

27.03

Total Sold

1

Sell Price Avg

54.9941

Sell Orders Sold

0

Sell Value

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Buy Price Avg

27.0314

Buy Orders Sold

1

Buy Value

27.03

Sentinel's Destroyer Longbow : Sell Orders

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Sentinel's Destroyer Longbow : Buy Orders

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