Merciless Short Bow Skin

Merciless Short Bow Skin glints with a cold, obsidian sheen, its slender limbs carved from jet-black wood that seems to drink the light rather than reflect it. The grip is wrapped in weathered leather, scarred and polished from years of steady hands, every notch a reminder of kitted hunts and practiced patience. Along the riser, runes etched in a faint, crimson glow trace a hunter’s creed—a quiet litany that speaks of mercy as a choice, not a flaw. The bow’s tips flare with narrow blades of dull steel, not ornament but suggestion—mere suggestions of the edge that guards a moment’s decision in the heat of pursuit. In a sunlit camp, it looks like a relic of a forgotten season; in a moonlit forest, it becomes a silhouette of inevitability, a weapon that seems to listen for a target before it speaks. Lore, whispered in markets and taverns, circles this skin like smoke. The Merciless line is said to have been forged by a roving hunter who traded mercy for precision, a figure who chased judgment as swiftly as prey. Some stories claim the wood was tempered with ash from a fallen keep, others insist the red inlay is the trace of a vow burned into the bark. Either way, the skin carries a paradox: it is beautiful enough to prize, ruthless enough to intimidate. I’ve seen it worn by rangers who straddle two identities—swift messenger and patient hunter—two halves of the same truth, stitched together with sinew and story. When you notch an arrow and pull the string, you don’t just feel its weight; you feel the weight of a legend resting on your wrist. In gameplay terms, the Merciless Short Bow Skin is icing on the craft: purely cosmetic, it doesn’t tilt the numbers of a shot but it tilts the mood of the moment. It lets a player tell a story with a single glance: I am the hunter who follows through, the scout who reads the wind, the ally whose presence makes the camp feel safer. Paired with the right dyes, it can glow with a midnight gutsy crimson or fade to a restrained, starlit charcoal, turning every pull of the string into a small act of theater. It fits a ranger’s silhouette and suits the quiet, patient approach of long-range work, yet it’s flexible enough to ride with a roleplay mask or a battlefield portrait. Market whispers carry the item as well as the lore. I found its appeal reinforced at Saddlebag Exchange, where a wooden sign flickered in the lamplight and traders haggled with the rhythm of tides. The Merciless skin sits among other coveted pieces, its price dancing with supply and desire, sometimes snagged by someone who wants a story stitched into their gear. The stall keeper spoke in measured tones, explaining that rare skins like this travel not just across inventories but across reputations, carried from one hunter to the next by chance and choice alike. Walking away, bow resting easy at my side, I realize the Merciless Short Bow Skin is more than a surface—it's a bridge between the hunter’s creed and the traveler’s road. It invites you to move with purpose, to shoot not just to win, but to tell a tale with every string kiss.

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Average Price

16.00

Total Value

32.00

Total Sold

2

Sell Price Avg

22.1585

Sell Orders Sold

0

Sell Value

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Buy Price Avg

16.00

Buy Orders Sold

2

Buy Value

32.00

Merciless Short Bow Skin : Sell Orders

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Merciless Short Bow Skin : Buy Orders

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