Mantle of the Magma Pit of the Cavalier

Mantle of the Magma Pit of the Cavalier rests across the shoulders like a second skin—bronze-red fabric that shimmers with a heat-hazed gloss, edges chipped as if singed by a dozen dawns of lava. The texture is a paradox: supple leather beneath a glaze of volcanic glass, seams tightened with copper thread that catches torchlight. On the chest, runic sigils are burned into the cloth with heat so measured they glow faintly, a map of the Cavaliers’ dominion over flame and stone. The mantle’s silhouette pushes forward at the shoulders, a high collar that tilts toward a commander’s gaze. When you lift it, the air around you hisses in your fingers, as if the garment stores a memory of pressure from a kiln. In the legend-kitchens of the pit, the Cavalier—title given to the bold captains who tamed the magma’s tantrums—wore this mantle in the climactic siege when the vents bent toward the horizon with smoke. Forged in the belly of a cooled lava seam, hammered by smiths who swore to bind fire’s temper to steel, it carries the heat of that day in its threads. The hem seems to hum with the ground’s pulse, a reminder that power here is earned through risk and ritual rather than luck. It’s a relic that doesn’t merely decorate a hero; it binds a story to the wearer’s movements, turning each step into a chord struck in a long, hot chorus. In battle, the mantle feels less like armor and more like a narrative you wear—a proof that your presence alters the tone of the field. Worn correctly, it grants protection against fiery conditions, steadies the body with a touch of vitality, and adds a subtle ember-tinged aura that can sharpen a party’s focus when the air itself seems to glow. The glow is not mere show: it signals to allies that a flame-tender is near, a spark that can pull a skirmish back from the brink. For anyone who loves a build that dances on the edge of heat and control, the Mantle of the Magma Pit of the Cavalier feels like a companion rather than a costume, a keystone that makes the world feel consequential and alive. Prices drift through Saddlebag Exchange, the bustling market where caravans tie down routes and traders mingle with buyers who crave history as much as utility. A pristine Mantle can command four to six gold, the glow of its sigils and the gloss of amber threads tipping the scales in favor of veteran collectors or ambitious crafters. Worn or imperfect examples, their stories faded to creases, fetch less, yet still carry a stubborn value—a reminder that warmth preserved is a kind of wealth in a world where ash and rain never fully leave the skin. I watched a buyer walk away with a smile, the mantle sliding into the folds of a pack, the market’s clack and barter fading into the dust as if the cavern itself had exhaled, content to keep another legend close at heart.

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Average Price

193.4787

Total Value

194.98

Total Sold

1

Sell Price Avg

193.4787

Sell Orders Sold

1

Sell Value

194.98

Buy Price Avg

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Mantle of the Magma Pit of the Cavalier : Sell Orders

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Mantle of the Magma Pit of the Cavalier : Buy Orders

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