Balthazar's Hammer Skin

Balthazar's Hammer Skin gleams with a furnace-bright red, the head a heavy block of iron etched with veins of molten gold and a hiss of heat that seems to rise from the steel itself. Its surface is not merely polished; it is tempered with a sullen glow, as if the metal remembers every blow it has dealt and the heat still lingers in the grains. The edges are crisp, almost perilous to the touch, with runes along the sides that catch the light and pulse like miniature anvils under a master smith’s hammer. The grip is wrapped in worn crimson leather that has softened into the warmth of years spent at one side, and the tang bears a sigil that looks half-blooded flame, half-warrior’s oath. When you lift it, the weight sits with you, heavy enough to remind you of the burden and the honor of wielding it, light enough to swing with a practiced ease that feels almost inevitable. Lore circles whisper that such a skin was tempered in the forges of a temple dedicated to Balthazar, god of war and blaze, and that it binds itself to the hand of a hunter who has faced the fiercest fires and walk-away moments of fear. Some say the skin carries a memory of banners torn down in the heat of battle, of a champion who stood before a line of echoing drums and spoke softly to the world through the hammer’s rhythm. In practice, the skin translates that myth into motion: a hammer that seems to burn brighter as you step into the clash, embers curling along the arc of a swing, sparks scattering like little messages sent out into the fog of war. It does not change the score, but it changes the story—how a strike lands, how a frontline shifts, how a victor’s silhouette is etched against smoke and ash. In the day-to-day grind of the field, this skin invites a kind of quiet awe. It is the weapon you pull from your pack when the forge of a battle-born tale needs a close-up, a moment to remind your comrades that a hero’s tool can look like a relic and still cut true. The glow of the runes when you land a crit feels almost ceremonial, as if the battlefield itself slows to watch the arc of flame and iron. Market whispers ride the breeze as you walk toward Saddlebag Exchange, where a tag glows with a patient orange drift of value. The price sits between gleam and memory, a number that makes sense only to traders who know that rarity in a city of merchants is a kind of faith. There, the Balthazar's Hammer Skin rests among other relics, each piece a story stitched into leather and metal, and the tag reads in careful gold: a sum that buys not just the skin, but a chapter added to the ongoing saga of those who fight with purpose and flair. You hesitate, then decide—this is not merely a cosmetic; it is a badge that frames your next clash, your next march, your next tale told in the language of heat and steel.

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Average Price

20.2434

Total Value

73.90

Total Sold

4

Sell Price Avg

30.9993

Sell Orders Sold

1

Sell Value

31.00

Buy Price Avg

16.6581

Buy Orders Sold

3

Buy Value

42.90

Balthazar's Hammer Skin : Sell Orders

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Balthazar's Hammer Skin : Buy Orders

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