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The Multiverse

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The last settlement simply referred to, by these 'Builders' as 'The Forge' being their sole remaining refuge in the realm of Gaia, after a great tragedy struck the world some thirteen thousand years previous, now only around five hundred of them remain, and the ageless Builders continue to keep the Forge lit and create wondrous new things, from Statues and to broaches and magical jewelry to the golems that ancient souls are bound to be granted new life.
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The Last Forge

Home of the Realm Forgers, referred to simply as The Forge. The entrance is a giant door guard by Gollums deeply hidden and expertly carved. Please knock.

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The Last Forge is a part of Dorant Valley.

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Gary Mandolera [6] A paladin in the traditional sense, but following the faith of the sun god Pelor, Gary travels the land looking for shadows to vanquish.

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A paladin limped in on an elegant cane, his knee having been severely damaged in a battle years prior. Despite his age, his mind remained as sharp as ever.

"Eras stirs. Gaia needs heroes. And those heroes...will need weapons. My sword belongs to me alone, but perhaps if I were to make one like it, it will continue my heroic legacy into the current generation and beyond."

With that, he got to work. Not all who felt the call to adventure would feel up to the challenge of turning back such an ancient and powerful force. That was where Builders like himself came in--to give heroes the tools they needed to fulfill their destiny.

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The Last Forge was one of very few places on Gaia the eyes of Eras could not reach. It was sacred to Gaia and that was all that mattered. The Realm Forgers left the paladin to his work as they continued to settle deeper in the mountain away from the movements of Ni'Thorne.

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Kardal's people had finished evacuating and disconnecting the wider forge, leaving the settlements most powerful forge and half their home safe from the rampages of the walking catastrophe above ground and which the upper quarter of their mountain home existed. Kardal struck the black marble floor with his staff. much of his people were still recovering from the shock of it all happening again.

though the elder stoic in motion approached the paladin. "you enter this hallowed place with a purpose" the ancient being motioned to one of the surrounding smithing pits. "you are free to work. though this forge has long since stood silent. allow me and my ken to reignite it"

Kardal turned to face his people many of whom were already making ready for the reawakening of the forge. "we know our tasks, we know the monsters we now stand against once more." he speaks with a heavy breath and nods quietly before continuing. "and once more a soul forge shall be ignited so that Gaia's chosen may do battle against their foe."

with a heavy slam. Kardal strikes the ground with his staff, causing the marble to crack, those cracks filling with light as the energies and souls of the builder's dead are released to ignite the forge, azure blue flames igniting within the Furnace's core, soon the pit surrounding the colossal forge would fill with magma and from carved out river beds water would flow, the magic of the builders returning the forge to life. those smiths whos craft lay in the construction of magical arms and armours would wade into the magma, unhindered by the heat and empowered by the forge begin their tasks.

turning back to the paladin Kardal would hold out a small medallion attached to a platinum chain. "This artefact shall protect you from the heat of the forge."

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"I humbly accept your offer. Many of Gaia's heroes are of approximately my stature...age and injury may have taken some of my strength and agility, but I should still be a reasonably competent tester."

With a bow, Gary accepted the medallion before turning to a vast tome filled mostly with sketches for weapons and armor alike. "It seems that many of your works were begun here, but are as of yet unfinished. Let's fix that. I believe it would be most fitting for my first work to be a reasonable facsimile of my personal weapon. Through ancient magics it is mine alone, but perhaps others may wish to fight as I once did. It relies on the wielder's ability to dodge and parry to serve as their shield, and in return it offers superior reach and power."

With that, he unsheathed his own blade, laid it on a gigantic work bench, and started making sketches of its specific dimensions. "Yes...I shall call this the Piercing Light. My deeds may live on, but I wish to leave a legacy as a weapon smith as well."

The rat arrives, coming from Exalted Mountains.
The rat has left the area, heading west into Dorant Valley.
Gary Mandolera materializes from the void.

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"Hey. Give me a hand with this? A lot of the tools around here are meant for smiths of your stature, not mine. These old bones...there was a time when I could work this place, but those days have passed. Age and old wounds leave me the body you see now." Gary was struggling to lift his work in progress into one of the many wondrous machines used in the work space. "It just would not do for me to make this all by hand, you see. Too much room for error. And should I prove incapable of finishing...I leave the rest to you."

He was ready to die if it meant making a weapon of such quality and power that it would be sought after and used by heroes yet unborn.

Sovereignty here has been granted to Yvandír!
Decitah vanishes into nothingness, but you get the feeling they are heading somewhere else.

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"ah yes, the size of our tools would hinder you..." with an amused chuckle the Ancient stepped away, returning a handful of minutes later with a small roll of leather; small by the standards of the ancient race. setting it down by the side of Gary's workspace, Kardal would reach and take the weight allowing the ageing paladin to guide the piece into place.

contained within the roll of leather a multitude of tools all that would be used in the forge, each bearing a pair of identical runes. the first of strength and the second of wisdom. Kardal raised his head slightly and listened the echoing carnage above shaking the firmament of Gaia.

"I must prepare the last of our wards against the coming storm. and the fall of the titan above."

Kardal turned. the forges lit, the tools at hand and the din of the craft began. Kardal allowed him the luxury of a smile and a moment to reminisce on the past. he left the heart of their home.

making his way towards what could only be described as a shrine. though once there he'd lay his staff across the alter and speak in a whispered tongue, in the language of his own.

Throughout the Forge, golems would reawaken returned from their ancient slumber, their cores glowing a light azure and slowly changing, becoming golden as the bedrock that surrounded the underground settlement was infused and reinforced by the barrier magics of the Builders.