"Did you know that the name Kal'ath's Anvil comes from an ancient Freljord legend?"
"What legend?"
"It doesn't have anything to do with those Freljordian cow and horse gods you told me about when I was a kid, does it?"
Surrounded by Alice, Margaret and Misha who were holding torches, Lester walked deeper into the cave.
"Yes, it is related to Ornn, the god of lava and forging."
"really."
Misha looked exactly as I expected.
Among the three peaks of Pagrus, only the North Peak is the most massive and towering. Unlike the South Peak and the main peak, which are rich in cuprite, the mountains of the North Peak are mostly black and gray. There are huge veins of magnetite deep underground, which are rich in high-quality coal.
Iron resources and strategic location are extremely special, suitable for high mountain furnaces.
The depth of the magnetite cave also means that the compass in Lester's hand does not work at all, and he can only rely on memory to record his direction.
"It is said that thousands of years ago, when the Freljord was still Volregard, a group of Valorans who were eager to obtain forging wisdom traveled all the way to the North to find Ornn. Three years later, the result was nothing.
Ornn can't be found."
"Just when people were about to give up, a man named Kaljas threw his beloved anvil directly into the cracks of the hill. He said, 'You go, if you can't get the God of Forging
Of wisdom, I would rather die here.' Most people understand Karias' paranoid behavior and respect Karias very much.
In fact, Kaljas's father is a blacksmith. He has been obsessed with forging since he was a child. He watched all kinds of beautiful ores melt in the furnace, and then was beaten into various exquisite weapons by his father. Kaljas became
Decided to be the greatest blacksmith in the world."
Feeling that the temperature was much higher than before, Margaret said casually.
"Let me guess, it was Karias who found that Ornn?"
"That's right."
Lester smiled slightly.
"In fact, Kaleas's anvil was accidentally thrown into Ornn's nostril, and Ornn's clever head was hit hard by the anvil, and Ornn woke up from his deep sleep.
He quickly figured out what had happened to him. In order to prevent the lava fire from his nose from killing the mortal believers who were looking for him, Aoun could only get up from the ground while holding his breath."
"In an instant, the earth shook. Except for Caleas, everyone felt that the earth was angry and wanted to die here. Only Caleas shouted Ornn's name loudly, making Ornn feel guilty about the little human in him.
She is more interested, she thinks that Kaljas can understand what she says, but other mortals are simply stupid and don't understand anything."
"'The great god of forging, Ornn, I want to become the greatest blacksmith in the world!' Karias said to Ornn when he and his companions got off Ornn."
"Can humans actually talk to gods like this?"
"It also depends on who it is. If it's Volibear, Ornn's younger brother, the God of Thunder, I'm afraid he won't survive his next breath if he dares to speak like that."
“It’s so interesting~”
Continuing walking down the cave, Lester continued.
"With a 'sneeze', Aoun sneezed out the anvil in his head from his nostrils in the form of molten iron and made a lake of it all over the ground. He kneaded a new iron with the various metal solutions that were all over the place.
As soon as the anvil came out, Ornn said 'grunt grunt' to Kal'ias."
"Grunting mumbling? Is this the language of the gods?"
Alice looked at Lester in awe, as if she had imagined the grand scene of a god as great as a mountain enlightening mortals with his divine words.
Only Lester imagined the silly scene of Ornn dancing on his back (CTRL 3).
No way, as a player who has played the game and is familiar with the background, there is really no way to have any awe for the game characters, even if the former game characters can now sneeze to death standing in front of me.
"Well... you can also say that, in fact, Ornn meant to let Kaljas try. Unlike other companions who could not understand Ornn's words and were preparing to seek Ornn's wisdom, Kaljas picked up the God of Forging and gave him a try.
He cast a new anvil, and with the help of the molten metal on the ground that had not yet cooled, he began to forge weapons with the tools he had with him. Soon he had a short sword that could cut iron as well as clay, and looked at the personal style of Kaljas' machine.
But Aoun shook his head and grumbled with a disappointed look on his face. In her opinion, mortals' craftsmanship is just too clumsy."
"Is it because the weapons created by Karjas cannot be recognized by Orn?"
"Yes, how can a mortal's painstaking work enter the eyes of the God of Forging? Aoun moved his body and quickly left Kaljas and the others, but he did not take back the anvil he made for Kaljas. From Aoun
The molten metal flowing out of the body is definitely not an ordinary thing. Even from our current perspective, it is a special forging artifact. This artifact came from Caleas, so it is called the Caleas Anvil.
.”
"It turns out that the Anvil of Caleas is not the name of this place, but the name of an anvil."
"A legendary figure and his anvil name to be exact,
No matter how hard the metal ingot is, it can be easily shaped and forged by beating it on the Kalyas anvil. Surprisingly, this does not involve some mysterious magic, it just depends on the use of various methods.
An anvil forged from molten metal,
Ornn's forging skills are far beyond what humans can comprehend.
In fact, Ornn may seem stupid, but in fact he has a very strict bottom line and a reliable work style. That magical anvil is Ornn's compensation for Kaleas and others.
Even if he was unwilling to do so, Kaljas understood that there was no way he could gain Aoun's approval now, so he chose to leave with his tribe.
In this way, Kaljas returned to the place where they started with the anvil made by the God of Forging. In the following days, in order to hone his forging skills, Kaljas devoted himself to forging and contributed to the tribe.
The warriors forged powerful weapons and armor, and the tribe defeated many powerful enemies.
Time flies, and Kaljas's forging skills become more and more sophisticated. When he is about to enter old age, he feels that his time is running out, so he puts on his forging tools and embarks on the road to find Ornn.
Before he died, he wanted Ornn to judge his forged objects again and gain recognition. This was his lifelong goal as a blacksmith.
This time, he, who has become the master blacksmith of the tribe, left his beloved anvil in the tribe, refused the companionship request from his companions and juniors, and left alone."
"Did Caleas succeed?"
"He didn't come back, so no one knows whether he succeeded. Maybe you can ask Ornn when you see him in the future."
Arriving at the underground furnace workshop where Gugu was braving hot lava, Lester said softly.
"It has been so long ago that no one knows the whereabouts of the Anvil of Kaleas. All that is left to us descendants are these ancient and hot lava and furnace fires."
