A knight approached a torn down house just outside of the city of Gale. It was located on the ruins of the war. So basically no one lives there, besides Val.
The knight entered through the crooked window and crawled through the rubble until she saw a dim light.
There was a completely functional wooden door with a placard on it that said "forgemaster". There was also a small sliding window below the placard.
She hesitantly knocked three times on the door. Then the small window opened and two green eyes could be seen looking through. "Yes?" She gruntly replied with a deepend voice.
"I'm here to forge a weapon. A rare kind." The knight shyly replied.
"Let me see the goods first." Val replied.
The knight proceeded to open her duffle bag and a rusty long sword along with some dragon scales and saltpeter were shown.
"Hmm, the money?" Val continued.
The knight also opened a pouch filled with 50 gold coins.
"Very well. Leave it there and be back tomorrow." Val exclaimed.
The knight nodded, placed the package on the ground and quietly left.
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Val, or Valerie shin Klautz, is a renowned forgemaster or blacksmith. She specializes in creating special weapons using saltpeter.
No one really knows how she looked besides her green eyes. And she hid her identity for a reason. Secretly, she's simply a 17 year old who've been crafting weapons since she was 10.
She rarely goes outside, hence resulting in her having a clear white skin. Though you can barely see it because of all the dust and saltpeter covering it.
She works underground and no one knows how she really creates the weapons. Some say she uses magic, and some say she uses alchemy.
All the clients know is that the weapon she created are the best of the best. Allowing even the skinniest and unskilled knight to master the weapon easily and become undefeated (an over exaggeration but you get the idea)
Of course, her whereabouts always changes and she never stays in the same place. So only her recent clients can tell where she is.
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"Alright rusty sword. Let's get you back in shape."
She placed the sword on the table and picked up a knife made of sharpened & hardened saltpeter rock. With it, she engraved varying symbols on the sword.
The symbols then glowed bright white before embedding itself in the sword. Then, the sword became brand new. All shiny and sharp fresh from the oven.
She then proceeded to place the dragon scales on a smelter. Normally, they can't be melted at all. But because of saltpeter, the dragon scale can easily be melted. Just a sprinkle of it will do the job.
Afterwards, she placed the sword on the forge and poured the melted dragon scale on it. Using thick goggles and gloves, and two hammers, she began forging the sword.
Thumps and clangs were heard for two hours before she finished.
She dipped the sword in icy water before lifting it up, revealing an elegant blackish purple longsword. She dropped all her equipment to test out the sword.
She picked it up. "Oh damn, this is superbly lightweight." She was proud of herself.
She swung the sword aggresively; right, left, forwards, sideways, upwards & downwards "Nice work me." She tapped herself on the back.
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Fantasíawan·der "to roam over" The word perfectly describes the people in this story, the wanderers who roam the realm of Verilia, each playing a different role serving the realm. Follow the stories of Yashmin the huntress; Val the blacksmith; Feuld the tr...
