The year was 1085. On the island of Sabura, in the third sea of the Seven seas, an aspiring young man resided. His name was Telus Arma. For generations, the Arma bloodline consisted of skilled blacksmiths, and Telus was no different. After the world was shattered, remnants of the family gathered at Sabura and yet again became blacksmiths.
Telus was unlike any of his family. Whilst his cousins, siblings and parents kept to the skills they knew, be it basic forging or a secret technique that never left the family, Telus enjoyed trying out new things. Instead of using iron, gold, arcanium and other metals and alloys that were widespread, he started creating some of his own. This lead him to discover many new materials, ones that could give the wearer great power.
Telus became an apprentice to his family when he was only 12 old. Spending days at the forge, his body grew large, muscular. Telus’s skills kept on improving, until he was better than most smiths in Sabura, other than his family, at just 15 years of age. Despite this, his family did not approve of his techniques. “Why keep on seeking better alloys that may not exist, when you have metals that have already proved useful?”, they kept on telling him.
Yet Telus’s mind could not rest, he kept on seeking greater and greater materials. By grounding aurem crystals into dust, adding grounded sea salt into the mixture and then throwing it into molten silver, he managed to create silver arcanium, a metal that held onto magic energy infused to it. Unlike normal arcanium whose magic energy dispersed if you weren’t actively using it, silver arcanium held onto all of it, growing one’s power indefinitely.
Soon, seeing this new material, Telus crafted himself a great helm, an incredible work. It was made in a shape of an ancient greek helm. The main body of it was crafted out of silver arcanium, but the nose piece, the plates that protected one’s mouth, crest and the many decorations were made out of normal arcanium. Thus, in fights, Telus’s power grew greatly, as the silver arcanium held onto all the energy he’d absorbed and arcanium greatly magnified it.
Having created his helmet, Telus had decided to become a travelling smith, fighting pirates and bandits. Though he could create great weapons, he didn’t need them. He wielded fire magic that let him keep his metal hot. And so, the young blacksmith departed into the world.
As years went on, he became legendary, much to the dismay of his family, whose grudge and envy grew. Telus travelled the world, using many ores and gems in his works. He found out which alloys enhanced magic and which blocked it. All over the Seven seas he set up hideouts just for him to use and riddled them with traps that would easily dispose of anyone who didn’t know of their secret. In these caves and pits, he amassed a great treasure and knowledge.
Yet Telus’s mind still could not rest. Even as he fought throught the seas, he kept on forging. Sometimes he made weapons and armors and sold them for more material, but more often he preferred to explore new possibilities. He started crafting artifacts and imbuing them with great power through the help of some of his friends. Most of them he threw away, but some were later found, odd rings, necklaces, amulets, bracelets and other such items.
Telus had soon crafted an unmatched set of armor, not yet seen in the Seven seas, or outside. Not even the power of the War Phoenix could create such relics. Yet he still couldn’t rest. He had, by this point, discovered over 150 different materials by using many gems, metals and even used arcanium. His head turned to the Dark sea. Telus had heard many tales of it, colossal waves, legendary thunderstorms, deadly mutants. He decided his skill was up to the challenge.
And so, he departed. The seas rumbled before him, waves shook his ship. Yet, to his amazement and confusion, no wave ever managed to hit his ketch. Colossal waves riddled with magic energy charged at him, but before they could hit his boat, they’d collapse back into the ocean, rid of their magic. As he neared every tornado, the winds slowed down and the ccolossal column of wind induced with magic retreated into the skyes.
At this point, Talus had made up his mind. He returned to the Seven seas and began a new project. His helmet had served him well, but, as Telus figured, it was already overflowing with magic energy. A new headwear that hadn’t ever experienced magic energy would grow ever more powerful. “I shall capture the Dark sea and make it a servant of my own!”, Telus whispered to himself in the long days in the forge.
10 years it took him to refine his new crown. It was likely his greatest work. It kept the shape of his first helm, yet he downsized the pieces protecting his nose and mouth. Around the crest he added a large ring, many thorn-like spikes of greater and lesser proportions sticking out of it. He bejeweld his work with hundreds of small and large gemstones, but the main spot on the front took a special Opal jewel. He had opened it in a mysterious way and greatly improved upon it, before locking it again. Many decorations crawled around the helmet, whose color was given to them not by paint, but by the alloys. And yet, every piece served a purpose.
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This is my first work on here, before I used to write on AO wiki but am unable to do so rn
Yes I know I have several double cc and v letters
Please do give some feedback
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Bro managed to create exalted arcanium weapons in less than a century
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Oooooh he’ll be creating much more than that, you’ll see…
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