Embellished Short Bow Skin rests in the palm like a relic: a slender arc of lacquered walnut, the grain curling as if it remembered every shot fired from it. The finish is glass-smooth, catching lamplight in ribbons of amber, while brass filigree follows the bow’s curves, leaf motifs twining along the riser. The grip is wrapped in dark tan leather, worn smooth from years of practice, and at the tip the string is taut with a learned memory. The skin’s patterns shimmer when the sun hits the wood, a small inlaid sapphire glinting above the grip, a quiet focus for the archer’s eye. The whole thing speaks of a workshop where tradition is hammered into a weapon’s silhouette, a story etched into the wood. If you tilt it just right, you can almost hear the soft whisper of talon and pine—the forest feeding the hunter’s patience. Lore threads twist through the embellishments too. Some say this skin was born in a guild outpost where rangers trusted old wood and older secrets; vines curl along the limbs like a map to hidden groves, each curve a reminder of patrols through fog and fern. The sapphire above the grip is said to have captured a night-blooming star, a talisman meant to steady the hunter’s breath when a caravan is threatened by rusted knives and the dark. In tavern talk, the bow is described as a companion to those who listen to the forest’s hushed warnings—the kind of weapon that becomes a story partner as much as a tool, quietly signaling to allies that the archer’s aim is sure and unhurried. In gameplay terms, the Embellished Short Bow Skin is cosmetic, changing nothing about the weapon’s statistics or swing speed, yet its presence is not shy. It makes a statement on the battlefield and in crowded maps: a hunter who has earned refinement, the kind of marksman who has learned to read light as a language. When you draw, the brass filigree catches a glint, the sapphire whirls with a cool fire, and enemies glimpse a seasoned figure moving with calm efficiency. The skin invites you to tell a larger story—one of patient pursuit and quiet leadership—without forcing any particular build. It fits neatly into the ranger’s lore of tracking, but it can belong to any class that wields a short bow, letting you carry forward a personal legend as you roam the world. The market hums with such legends too. If you’re chasing that glint on the market stall, you’ll hear whispers about price and availability as traders weave through stalls in bustling hubs. Saddlebag Exchange, in particular, crops up in the tale as a place where curators and wanderers swap memories as freely as gear. A seasoned trader might tell you this skin has traded for roughly a handful of gold, depending on demand and the current mood of the market; in a late-afternoon lull it might drift a touch lower, in a festival rush it could rise. A buyer might haggle, a seller nod with satisfaction, and the bow—always the bow—remains, a prop for a broader journey. In that shared space, the Embellished Short Bow Skin becomes more than looks; it’s a bridge between memory, craft, and the road that lies ahead.