Box of Carrion Draconic Armor

Box of Carrion Draconic Armor sits on the table as if it is listening for a command, a stout wooden crate lacquered in midnight black with bone-white filigree tracing its edges. The lid bears a low-relief of a carrion-draconic beast coiling around a shard of dragonbone, scales carved so deeply you could catch a glimpse of their serrated underside. The hinges are iron, cool and heavy, and when you nudge the latch the whole thing gives a quiet sigh, releasing a scent of cedar, rain on metal, and something faintly antiseptic that hints at long-ago battles fought in damp caverns. Inside, the armor rests on a bed of satin the color of storm-darkened glass, and the plates themselves gleam with a lacquered sheen that seems to ripple with every movement of your eye. The texture alternates between the smooth hardness of tempered steel and the tactile ridges of dragon-scale motifs, each scale a tiny shield in its own right, catching light and shadow like a story told in metal. As you lift the chest’s lid again, the Carrion Draconic plates answer with a weight that feels like history in your hands. The armor wears the memory of sun-warmed citrine embers and the chill of a hunter’s night, the edges kept razor-clean so that every turn of the shoulder reveals another facet of its draconic pedigree. The color scheme—dark ash, ember-bronze, and a pale bone highlight—reads like a cautionary tale in a market square: beauty that owes its spark to a long-forgotten, feverish age when dragons ruled the margins of the map and scavengers rode along the edges of their wake. Lore whispers that this armor was tempered from the hides of carrion dragons that crawled the hinterlands after a plague, bound into steel by smiths who swore they could hear the creature’s breath in the clank of each plate. In gameplay terms, that breath translates into presence. Donning the Carrion Draconic armor skin doesn’t grant you additional armor ratings, but it reshapes your silhouette into something that feels ancient and predatory—the kind of look that makes you stand out in a crowded dungeon or a crowded field. It’s a statement piece for roleplayers and collectors alike, a symbol that you’ve walked the road where memory and metal fuse. Some players report that the armor seems to whisper, urging careful, deliberate moves, while others simply revel in the drama of its shadowy display as you stride between campfires and watchtowers, eyes catching the glow of torches the way dragon scales catch the dawn. The box’s journey to your wardrobe is never just a straight line. Traders speak softly of its price, of the way market chatter in dusty lanes can swing its value with a wind from the coast. On a sun-warmed morning, you might glimpse the box in a stall at Saddlebag Exchange, a marketplace famed for curio traders and caravan wisdom alike. The shopkeeper’s coins click as he weighs the story as much as the steel—gold speaks, and the box speaks back. A few gold pieces here, a handful of rare trinkets there, and suddenly the Box of Carrion Draconic Armor finds a new keeper, ready to chase legends across the map, one imposing silhouette at a time.

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Average Price

5.0045

Total Value

5.00

Total Sold

1

Sell Price Avg

73.505

Sell Orders Sold

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Sell Value

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Buy Price Avg

5.0045

Buy Orders Sold

1

Buy Value

5.00

Box of Carrion Draconic Armor : Sell Orders

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Box of Carrion Draconic Armor : Buy Orders

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