In the old realm of Azodious there were many men to be respected, and feared.

But chief among them all, even greater than his own king, was The Forgemaster.

Yet on one day, The Forgemaster was no more.

The Forgemaster was a true giant among men. He was 7 feet tall and built like an ox, as all smiths soon come to be. The Forgemaster was an ancient being. Some say that in his quest for the perfect smithing techniques, he stumbled across immortality. What a strange occurrence, searching for smithing techniques and discovering the Fountain of Youth! If he truly has found the secret to lasting youth, he had not shared it with anyone, though it is not known how and in what way he is immortal.. The Forgemaster was a master of all types of smithing, as his title implies. But he became so wealthy and his name so well known, that he was able to obtain learning in mostly everything. His teachers described him as a sponge, soaking up all the knowledge they had to offer. By the time of his disappearance, he was a genius, knowing almost all things: from architecture to agriculture, grand strategy to economics, The Forgemaster knew it all. But he is mostly remembered for his creations.

His creations were said to be forged like those of a god's possessions: his shields stronger than any wall, his swords sharper than any razor, and his armour able to receive any blow unscathed. The Forgemaster's creations have spawned many a legend, some greater than the heroes who wielded them. The Hammer of Revelations, for instance, was credited with many, many feats while the men who wielded it, great men all, were not. Even today, 300 years after he has left us, his relics are sought after as the pinnacle of engineering and smithing.

It is known that, while he was still alive, his personality left much to be desired. It was said he rarely spoke, and only did so in the most grave of circumstances. The few accounts of his speech reveal that he was blunt, to the point, and that his voice was so deep, you felt it in your gut before you heard it with your ears. In fact, most of his communications seemed to be glares and other non-verbal communications, judging from the diaries of frightened individuals who met him. One account describes an ambassador becoming so frustrated with his lack of speech that he insulted The Forgemaster in a most colorful manner. The Forgemaster's simple response? He just picked him up (Yes, literally), walked over to a window, and dropped him from the 3rd floor of the castle!

No one knew The Forgemaster's name as he was known by his title only. He was a figure of great mystery and constantly wore a large cloak and a large brimmed hat. We don't even have a decent account of what his face looked like! Descriptions range from a half-demon/half-elf face and others described him as not having a face at all. Complete rubbish, everyone has a face, some accounts are just so stupid! However, the only reliable thing we know of his appearance was that he was very tall and that he dressed up in copious amounts of clothing.

I've studied the mystery that is The Forgemaster for many a year now. But we don't have a very good or very accurate account of what happened to him during his disappearance. The only thing we've been able to confirm through royal correspondence is that one day The Forgemaster was contacted by a king from a distant kingdom, requesting his presence. The Forgemaster left with only his most prized possession (A set of gauntlets with retractable claws attached to them, forged by himself and enchanted by the best magi's he could hire), the clothes on his back, and a large bag full of ingots of various metals. He walked off into the Yeltian forests and never came back out.

Others have claimed to be him, but I've seen little actual proof of these being the original.

From the chronicles of Thomas Gemenesious

Court Scholar and Master Magician