Hardlight Focus

Hardlight Focus rests in my palm, a slender crescent of glassy crystal that hums with a pale, sun-warmed glow. Its surface is cool and silky, like ice brushed by a patient hand, and along the rim runes—微-motifs that bend the light into delicate prisms. The texture shifts as I move: smooth as a river stone, then somehow grainy, almost organic, as if the thing remembers the pressure of many hands turning it over in crowded markets. Inside its core, a lattice of translucent energy twists and holds itself in place, a tangible shade of light that seems to exist between moment and memory. Lore whispers that hardlight was never simply forged metal, but a covenant with light itself—an asuran dream of making truth take form, a technology that speaks in photons rather than in iron. In battle the focus becomes more than an ornament. It is a quiet engine that redraws what a caster can do with a single gesture. When the sigils flare, the air splits like a held breath, and a beam of disciplined radiance slices the space before you, precise as a surgeon’s cut. If the moment calls for defense, the same wand of light folds inward, shaping a translucent shield that shivers with a whisper of heat but never burns. And when a companion needs a veiled nudge of courage, the focus channels a soft glow that threads through the party—an invisible seam of clarity that steadies nerves and sharpens reflexes. It feels less a weapon or a tool and more a partner in a careful negotiation with risk: you coax power from the air, you shape it with your will, and you pay attention to the way light changes the room when it answers your touch. To the tellers of the road, the Hardlight Focus is a rare story you can touch. I’ve watched traders eye the glow with a hunger tempered by respect, as if they’re handling the memory of a comet rather than a mere relic. The price, of course, is a conversation in silver and promises, the kind that pick apart every ounce of value and value found in return. It was at Saddlebag Exchange, under a canopy of bell tones from distant caravans, where I overheard a veteran clerk name a figure that would have seemed a rumor in another season. He claimed the focus’s energy speaks to the right buyer—someone who knows how to listen to light, how to coax it to stand with you when the road forks, how to trust a shimmer to guard a friend as if it were a lantern in the dark. I could not walk away without feeling the weight of that moment: a small shard of sun, a promise to be kept, a tool that turns a dangerous day into a story you tell with your hands full of light. And so the Hardlight Focus remains, both artifact and compass, a reminder that in this world a single shimmer can redraw a map, thread a plan through chaos, and help a traveler find the next place where the road will finally glow.

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Average Price

27.337

Total Value

109.36

Total Sold

4

Sell Price Avg

36.41

Sell Orders Sold

2

Sell Value

72.83

Buy Price Avg

18.264

Buy Orders Sold

2

Buy Value

36.53

Hardlight Focus : Sell Orders

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99.001
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36.42351
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Hardlight Focus : Buy Orders

Price
Quantity
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17.26251
17.26231
17.26221
17.25031
17.25011
17.011
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14.0211
14.021
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