乌尔夫的长弓 (Ulv's Longbow)
英文原文：Ulv's Longbow
Ulv's Longbow is a Power level 5 longbow that is awarded upon completion of the Mirror, Mirror quest. Additional copies can be crafted from a Fletching Bench. It has identical stats to the Willow Longbow, but has the additional passive ability of dealing increased damage to unsuspecting enemies.
Stats
战斗 Stats
Power level
5
Damage 类型
Arrow
攻击 style
弓
Base damage
65
Damage multiplier
2.7
Special action
Increased damage to unsuspecting targets
Durability
1300
配方
| 需求 | |
|---|---|
| 设施 | Fletching Bench |
| 技能 | 经验 |
| Artisan | 60 |
| 材料 | 数量 |
| Willow Logs | 12 |
| Fine Thread | 8 |
| Animal Bone | 10 |
| Green Dragonhide Leather | 4 |
| Dwellberries | 12 |
| 产出 | 数量 |
| Ulv's Longbow | 1 |
配方 tree
Ulv's Longbow-
12
+ 8
- 32
+ 10
+ 4
- 2
+ 12
Journal
The following text is transcribed from the Journal.
Ulv was always the silent 狩猎, in more ways than one. While it was true that no word ever left his lips, his footsteps, breath and, most importantly, his arrows were all equally devoid of sound. The Wild Knights would jokingly call him the Silent Killer - though over time, the crueller among them called him Silent But Deadly - knowing he lacked the ability to argue back. The boy took these insults with quiet grace, never biting back, never reacting. He was used to such small cruelties, having faced them all his life.
He had carved the 弓 himself and once walked Ravanna through the process. The two of them had a true a friendship as could ever be hoped for. No linger romantic tensions. No transaction or debt. No honour chained them together. They were friends simply because they were. Because two lonely people had found each other and a comfort in the other's eccentricities. The wolf and the bat, platonic soulmates to the end.
For one of his birthdays, Ravanna enchanted the 弓 with a simple 法术. She took animal bones, skulls and hides and wove necromantic 魔法 through them, wrapping them around the limb and grip of the 弓, imbuing them with just enough of the Underworld to strip them of their sound and a little of their substance. Like ghosts, the arrows would sail silently through the air, dropping targets that never knew what hit them.
It would have been the perfect birthday gift. If only Ulv had lived long enough to receive it.
The garou can be brutal in their assaults, considering notions like mercy to be the domain of the weak and cowardly. Ulv was simply in the wrong place at the wrong time. He was ambushed by a patrol of young garou looking for the bloodmark that would grant them adulthood. There were six of them; Ulv reduced their number to four before claws tore his through, silencing him forever.
When Ravanna found his 胸甲, she went mad. An anger unlike any other, a rage more powerful than any storm, waged a war of light and the dark inside her. The darkness won. Using the souls of the slain garou, Ravanna's necromantic curse tore through the Highlands, twisting the clouds into screaming things filled with a mere sliver of her rage. AS the ghosts of the dead garou crashed about within them, the clouds unleashed lightning and thunder upon the populace below, destroying countless settlements in an instant and countless more over the centuries that followed.