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===Recipe tree===
===Recipe tree===
{{Crafting Tree|Blurite Crossbow Limbs}}
{{DW/Crafting Tree|Blurite Crossbow Limbs}}


==Journal==
==Journal==
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Not all cats are terrified of crossbows, though most of the Bramblemead population quickly learned to fear them. Some cats could see their merit but were painfully aware of their human pet’s limited imagination.
Not all cats are terrified of crossbows, though most of the Bramblemead population quickly learned to fear them. Some cats could see their merit but were painfully aware of their human pet’s limited imagination.



Latest revision as of 18:31, 9 April 2026

Script error: No such module "Top icons". Template:Infobox Item Blurite Crossbow Limbs are used in crafting Dragonwilds:Blurite Crossbows. They are crafted at a Dragonwilds:Smithing Anvil after unlocking the recipe with the Dragonwilds:VESTIGE: Azure Metal Contraption.

Recipe

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Recipe tree

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Journal

The following text is transcribed from the Journal.

Not all cats are terrified of crossbows, though most of the Bramblemead population quickly learned to fear them. Some cats could see their merit but were painfully aware of their human pet’s limited imagination.

Mittens was the lifelong owner of Gothren Actillian. A blacksmith’s cat, he had learned how to keep the forge fires perfectly hot by playfully jumping on the bellows periodically – something his pet seemed to enjoy. He knew the right length of time a sword should be cooled for and would make sure his human stuck to that timing by offering useful alarms made of glorious clattering things.

But blurite? That was a new one. Mittens could see there was little value to the metal, beyond some weird human aesthetic that he did not understand, yet there was some potential to the construction. With carefully timed meows, and some creative knocking over of reagents, Mittens was able to engineer a crossbow of superior design, worthy of his cherished pet.

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