Wolf-Fang
Legend has it that this longsword was once used by a wandering knight in the distant past.
Weapon: Sword
Main Stat: CRIT Rate
baseStatText: 6%
Northwind Wolf
DMG dealt by Elemental Skill and Elemental Burst is increased by 16%. When an Elemental Skill hits an opponent, its CRIT Rate will be increased by 2%. When an Elemental Burst hits an opponent, its CRIT Rate will be increased by 2%. Both of these effects last 10s separately, have 4 max stacks, and can be triggered once every 0.1s.
Story
The knights of Mondstadt, whether it be by coincidence or fate, Have as most their distinguished titles and corresponding animal insignia the following two: The first is the title and repute of the Lion, passed down from the first Grand Master of the Knights of Favonius, And the second, from almost the same period, is that of the Wolf Knight, Boreas. There is, in truth, no record at all of the Knight of Boreas. The name's origin instead comes from stories that circulated through the streets at that time. At the end of the tale, the merchant (or farmer) whose daughter was saved asked: "How can we ever thank you, O Honored Knight?" The Knight replied: "When thine precious daughter is married, raise a glass in toast from afar." "Ah! I am very sorry... if I am to toast you, might I humbly ask your distinguished name, O Knight?" The Knight thought for a moment, and replied thusly: "Then thou should toast my companion instead. 'Boreas' is his name." The end of the story often goes something like this: At the same time, in the forest (or on a mountainside, or someplace out of sight), A sudden gust of wind blows. The merchant (or farmer) gazed in that direction, But saw only a pair of bestial eyes in the darkness, cold as ice. These two lights quickly disappeared. After the merchant (or farmer) came to, the Knight was gone as well. There are many versions of the story, though the daughter is always saved, and the Knight is always nameless. But before the story was a story, he was merely a strange traveler clad in a dust-stained and tattered cloak. Some noticed the exquisitely crafted yet battle-worn armor beneath the cape. But that didn't mean anything. Perhaps the armor's bearer was just another lost soul who had lost their prestigious position with the changes wrought by revolution. The tavern's owner noticed that the man paid with real gold and silver coins, though none recognized the symbols on them. Still, that too meant nothing, for gold and silver have no master and are always changing hands. Nor would anyone speak ill of a customer who paid their tab on the spot and was not prone to rowdy drunkenness. For its part, the story came from a snake demon who arrived on Mondstadt's shores from the sea beyond the horizon, following the current of warmth and peace. In the early days of the Knights of Favonius, when they were still weak, the nameless knight left the city to hunt demons, for the price of a single silver coin. The scent of blood and carrion rotting on the beach attracted thousands of falcons, who circled for days. Thus, the true origin of the name of Falcon Coast comes not from the romantic legend of the Falcon of the West. In the years afterwards, the Knights of Favonius did their utmost to convince the nameless knight to join them, but he never agreed. In reality, the events that corresponded to the story of "Boreas" likely happened between the Grand Master of the early days of the founding of the Knights and the nameless knight. The events unfolded such that the Grand Master, having lost patience after being rejected countless times, had the nameless knight surrounded in the street. The two famous lines in the story were likely spoken when the nameless knight "Boreas" left, and though the meaning was similar, the tone of both sides was far less civil. But such a story would be exceedingly dull if committed to poetry, and thus talented bards took that dialogue, combined it with a few events surrounding the Knight while he was in Mondstadt, and from that wove a multitude of stories. Though he stayed in Mondstadt for but a few years, in leaving, his shadow has ever remained.