Dragonwilds:Bloodblight Cape: Difference between revisions
More actions
No edit summary |
Fix template calls: add DW/ prefix |
||
| Line 30: | Line 30: | ||
===Recipe tree=== | ===Recipe tree=== | ||
{{Crafting Tree|Bloodblight Cape}} | {{DW/Crafting Tree|Bloodblight Cape}} | ||
==Journal== | ==Journal== | ||
{{ | {{DW/Journal entry| | ||
The [[Dragonwilds:Bloodblight Swamp|Bloodblight swamp]] was once a pleasant place. Golden fields of wheat, rustling in the breeze. Life here was simple yet fulfilling. | The [[Dragonwilds:Bloodblight Swamp|Bloodblight swamp]] was once a pleasant place. Golden fields of wheat, rustling in the breeze. Life here was simple yet fulfilling. | ||
| Line 62: | Line 62: | ||
}} | }} | ||
}} | }} | ||
{{Armour}} | {{DW/Armour}} | ||
[[Category:Capes]] | [[Category:Capes]] | ||
Latest revision as of 18:31, 9 April 2026
Template:Infobox Item The Bloodblight Cape is a craftable Dragonwilds:Armour piece. The recipe is unlocked by acquiring the Bloodblight Cape Pattern, found in a chest behind a broken wall in the Dragonwilds:Bloodblight Castle.
Stats
Recipe
Recipe: {{{1}}}
Recipe tree
Script error: No such module "Crafting Tree".
Journal
The Bloodblight swamp was once a pleasant place. Golden fields of wheat, rustling in the breeze. Life here was simple yet fulfilling.
Until Dragonwilds:Velgar took it all away.
He fought the mighty god of war, Dragonwilds:Bandos, and he should have lost. Dragons are powerful, and Velgar is stronger than most, but even in his most arrogant days he was no match for a god.
Yet, arrogance is not a mortal taint and the war god reeked of it. Bandos cast aside his wards. He refused to don his armour. The god pressed into the lair of the great dragon, and tried to wrestle him to the grave.
He nearly succeeded. Bandos wrapped his arms around the dragon’s serpentine neck and dug his fingernails beneath the scales. Velgar, in his writhing fury, called down a poison-filled rock from the heavens and cast it at Bandos, striking him in the temple. As the god reeled, he released Velgar, allowing the dragon to breathe a jet of Dragonwilds:anima-infused poison, at the unsteady god. Still wavering from the blow, Bandos breathed in the toxins and felt weakness for the first time in centuries.
A smart tactician, Bandos retreated. Better to face the shame of retreat, than risk the oblivion of death.
In his jubilant rage, Velgar spilled his blood on the once fertile plains, corrupting them with his hate-filled poison. The fields wilted. The crops blackened and then collapsed into venom.
This cloak, is reminder of that blighted day.