- Hair: Midnight Killer - Epic
- Coat: Glory of Legion - Epic
- Top: Rose Compass - Epic
- Bottom: Shot at Dawn - Epic
- Shoes: Last on the List - Epic
- Hair Ornament: Wings of Wanderer - Epic
- Handheld (Right): Fire of Wilds - Rare
Item Descriptions Edit
Roving Rifle is about Galil. She was a member of the Falcon Legion, which used to be a widespread group. Now, nobody would cast an extra glance at the badge on her coat. It was a snowy night when she entered the tavern in the wilds. While her coat was dusted by the journey, her mind remained sharp and clear. Frosty air was not the only thing she brought with her — she brought danger in as well.
Galil inspected the other guests in the hall from under her cap brim, including her target. Looking at the wine glass in her hand, she counted the list of names in her mind. There was only one last name which was not crossed. Before the next dawn, Galil believed she would bring punishment to her target.
Out of everyone in the Falcon Legion, she was the only survivor. Her comrades had fallen one by one, so she was the only one left to carry the burden for the whole team. There were many reasons to fight: some for gold, some for dreams, but for Galil, it was for her lost comrades. She would protect the honor, because those days of fighting together were like an eternal fire burning in her heart. Whether it was life or death, past or future, she sought her fate in the uncharted area and the gunshot would light up the way.
By the candlelight, Galil carefully checked her weapon. Her hand was steady and agile. It was time to confront her target. Her eyes sharp like a falcon's, she said, "After everything you have done, you must have known this was coming."
While the enemy had fled into the wilds, the man must either have stayed or been left behind. In order to give him a chance for a fair duel, she gave him a gun. And so, their gunfight began.
She had never missed within range. In the name of her honor, she had vowed to bring her enemy to justice. Charged with decisive faith, the bullet pierced the armor and set off a firework of blood. That did not mean she was left unscathed, however, because pain crawled to every part of her body. But even so she felt unprecedently peaceful. The pain intensified with each shot, but when she had pulled the trigger, she was already ready to not see the sun tomorrow.
In the end, one fell to the gunshot, and the other survived to see the sun for a second day. It is unknown who exactly won, but meanwhile, back at the tavern, the owner was dozing off on the counter. Nobody knew what happened that night except for the snow.
Name by ServerEdit
|International (English)||Roving Rifle||N/A|
|China (Simplified)||游弋之枪 (yóuyì zhī qiāng)||Cruising Gun|
Taiwan/Hong Kong/Macau (Traditional)
|游弋之槍 (yóuyì zhī qiāng)||Cruising Gun|
|Japan||遊弋の槍 (Yūyoku no Yari)||Patrolling Lance|
|South Korea||왕을지키는총 (wang-euljikineunchong)||King's Guard's Gun|
|Vietnam||Đóa hồng bất khuất||Indomitable Rose|
|Southeast Asia (English)||N/A||N/A|
- "Roving" means to travel without a destination in mind; similar to "wandering".
- Each version (except for South Korea and Vietnam) uses a word to describe movement, to give the overall meaning of moving around with a gun in order to protect something.