With some time on their hands the first thing the three mammals, plus one talking sword decided, was to tour around the Boar's Forge. There were many paths leading to all sorts of places. Shops that sold food, drinks, toys, utensils and clothes. Another thing that caught Swift's eye was the houses they walked past were made of stone and metal.
The stone made most of the house, one could tell by the walls alone. The roof and door were made of metal, it's probably how the Boar's design their homes. To the ones who weren't born in the Snow Mountain, it got them curious to whom came up with the houses unique architecture.
While the foursome were sightseeing, Wnorash informed them how his forefathers found the molten-rock. Then in time, created what they saw before their eyes, and how every resident of the Boars Forge had a natural talent for blacksmithing. The people of this mountain had also discovered an edible moss and mushrooms from deep within the catacombs, thus all of its people became vegetarians.
Mari got a glimpse of fourteen Boars busy building a house, using all sorts of tools for the job. Mari was no expert in house building but she can spot a master of their craft and all of them were one. As for Swift he saw Boars younger than the Racoon in the group, playing with a sheep-dog if he recalled right. The dog was white with a bright-brown colour and a light blue cloth around its neck. The sight brought a smile to Swift's face and memories of him and his grandfather before freeing Calasear.
The non-residents, including Wise Steel, took in all they witnessed. The underground settlement appeared to be in constant dusk, thanks to the many waterfalls of molten-rock, as Wnorash called it, which brought a sort of personal beauty to the Boars home.
"I got to say, your home is one of the most amazing places I've seen so far, Wnorash." The M.A.-Sonic whistled at his companions birthplace.
"It is beautiful to those that come from outside. But that opinion differs among my people from everyday normal to wonderous. Honestly, when I was a child I wanted to go beyond the gates." Insightfully responded the Boar. Then he stopped at what was before him, a sight that Calasear recognized.
"Ahh... Here's something that I wanted to show you three, though I believe Calasear may be familiar with it." said Wnorash with his hands proudly behind his back.
Before Swift, Calasear and Mari stood a one step stone stage with a sword's tip buried deep in the centre of the flat-rock-stage. The sword had the appearance of a Mainz Gladius. The handle was iron-grey opposed to Calasear's pale-yellow, and had a bronze guard that was a half-hex shape which encircled the silver orb part of the guard. But the blade was the most eye-catching. Instead of grey or black the blade had the colour of ocean blue. [And no they do not know what Rome is nor will there be a version of it in this story, sorry readers.]
"That's..." The talking sword began.
"Ownesses..." Wnorash finished Calasear's sentence. The armoured Boar turned his gaze to the Hedgehog, Racoon and Living Sacred Blade. "Also known as Blue Heart, this Sacred Blade was once wielded by a founder of my home. And despite being unable to pull it out, when one of us is too sick for our healers, the sword strangely cures us. We never could figure out why it does that but we're not complaining." Wnorash said honestly, as in the blue as much as his fellow mammals. Calasear on the other edge...
"Possibly a last order of its past owner." What Calasear said caught his companions' attention as if feeling their curiosity the living sword thus elaborated. "If the wielder of the Sacred Blade is skilled enough, they can leave an order that would last until a new wielder is chosen."
"I... didn't know that. But it would make sense, considering you were around during the creation of the Sacred-"
"You accursed outsiders!!" Wnorash was interrupted by an old grumpy-male voice. The one that yelled was so vocal it made Swift and Mari cringe but Calasear and Wnorash had expressions of annoyance.
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Sir Swift (A Sonic the Hedgehog story)
FanfictionYou might know Sonic and the Black Knight, with the medieval versions of Sonic's friends. But you do not know Sonic's own true version from that world. His name is Sir Swift, Knight of the Wind, and this is his tale... DISCLAIMER: I do not own the...