(private for bandit keith note, this is mostly transfer from the old guild.)
the planet indra.
a world, once blessed with beauty beyond measure.

it had been, for a time..a paradise. but then, voideus came.

without mercy..without remorse..he slaughtered it's people.
burned it's land. poisoned it's water.

turning a verdant Eden into a relentless desert.

but, despite this the people endured. dispite having their spirits shattered, their bodies broken..they survived.

scattering themselves to the corners of their wounded world.

forming clans to protect each other from voideus and his spawn.

they've all but forgotten the pride that makes them indrian. the warrior blood and traditions that defined their ancestors.
but..one tribe, the akavari has preserved these things.

and although they choose to merely survive, and not interfere with our brothers and sisters throughout the world..I Will not stand by and watch Indra die.

it for that reason, that i have traversed the great sands of the Sanubia. tracing the ruins of the old civilizations.
i know that for my goal to succeed, i must gather the people together. but to do that, i will need to get their loyality.

And the clans won't even acknowledge one without a formal clan, such as myself.

but there's a solution. the merchants roaming between settlements spoke of a place where those who've been banished from clans, or never even had a clan at all have been gathering.
technically..nothing is stopping them from starting their own clan. except for a lack of a leader. that, i shall provide. and that is why i stand at the gates of their settlement, Zelovin crater. a former hive of the corrupted that the clanless had flushed clean, and adapted into a fort.
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The Indrians of the tribe Akavari has no leader for they see no point in having one sure it'd allow them a clan statues but they also see the title of clan being useless and unhelpful in many ways as they'd hold to the old rule of clans which in the situation they're in would spell ruin and disaster for them for the old ways of a clan would prevent them from fighting the way they need to .

A young Zelos who's family had been lost in the battle to reclaim Zelovin crater from those damned corrupted has taken up the mantle of defense tactics for the place as hes got a knack for defense set up that he randomly change to keep from having a pattern the corrupted could exploit,which he seems to be no older then 16 or so at this time. He had been sent to asses the new comer therefore he opened a part in the door thats got magical and scientific enhance protective glass with little holes to talk through ''Hello sir. What brings you to Zelovin?''The question was standard as as theres alot of different reasons people come to the place
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ndralia took but a moment to consider his answer, before speaking. "my name is indralia. as for why i'm here, i seek both a place to rest from my travels, and to give aid in battles against the corrupted. i've come all the way from the akavari wastes. unlike my people, i'm not content to merely preserve the old ways. i intend to put them into use. voideus attacked indra too quickly for him to truly see what it's people could do in a war. the secrets of black metal..and the ferocity of the arcana Arms. both, as far as i've seen have been lost to indra at large. But i grew up being taught the ways of their use, and their creation. and i can share that knowledge." indralia stated, declaring his intent, as well as giving a good reason to be let in. if proof was needed as to his claims of being of the akavari, then the desert weathered robes he wore, along with the shimmering black armor and sigils of almera tattooed to his forehead and hands would suffice. such were traditional markings for the akavari.
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Zelos rose a eyebrow seeing as that place is quite far away but seeing as the being is being sincere Zelos opened the gate just enough for Indralia to enter seeing as its best to close to doors as quick as you can in this place''I hope you don't mind the mines then sir we're still building as you can tell''Zelos would have motioned around but it was blatantly obvious the only fully built structures are important ones like a armory,A headquarters that was only made to keep order without ease drops on several matters,blacksmiths,food storage,mortuary among afew other noteworthy buildings all have a rather important purpose in someway. While pretty much everything else is in construction mostly apartment like complex's seeing as it'd be abit too dangerous to expand outwords at this point in time even if they had the manpower for 24 hour watch which they just barely got for the walls ''Sir if you have need of anything just ask for Zelos thats me''
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"will do. i think for now, i'll look into the blacksmith." indralia answered, before making his way to the smith. silently, he made the ruse of looking at the wares on display. though in reality, he was observing the way that the smith worked. when he saw the man ready to toss out a batch of black metal ore however, he chose to make himself known. "you're not concentrating the heat enough. the ore's of sufficient quality, but without concentrating the heat on it, it won't melt fully." he stated.
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The Smith snorted at the advise seeing as its hard enough to even partially melt the black metal ore with the level of tech the smith has on hand that and the smith seems quite old maybe in his 80's atleast''Kinda hard to do that sonny when you're stuck with the ancient form of metal work and I refuse to use mystical powers of any kind on my craft aside from the ever burning fire and the temporary anti-gravity ones as I'm old after all''The old man had said as he works on items without making a mistake showing he's rather skilled and been doing it for a extremely long time''That and who taught me the craft never got around to teach'en much about black metal work''
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"there's a simple way to do it. preheat the ore by immersing it in the fire of a few torches. that will give the concentration needed to start the total melting, while the forge will complete it. the key after that will be to shape it as quick as you can, since it will harden fast after the heat's been stopped." indralia stated.
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Upon the Black metal getting hot enough to be worked with a mental scream of pure agony went and reached out about 3 yards and if one payed mind as they wanted it would be noted the closer they get to the shop and the closer you get to the metal the louder the mental scream. Still it seemed the Blacksmith isn't phased by the mental scream aside from wincing each time the scream was renewed. Hinting at the Blacksmith either expected the screaming or something odd to happen.
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indralia also was mostly unaffected, but for the reason that he's experienced worse than screams invading his mind. "is that quite normal? because where i'm from, metal doesn't scream when it's being forged." he stated. though he tried to lock onto the scream's mental signature. he found it similar to those who were grappling with corruption, yet were not fully transformed. differing mental states, fused into one mind. it was something he had experience with, due to his role as a battlepriest in his home village. "please. do not be alarmed. calm yourself. let your mind be free of impurities. separate the self from the many." he urged mentally. the hope was that it would get through to whatever consciousness was screaming out.
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The Blacksmith spared a glace at Indralia ''From what I gather sonny only metals in places full of those monsters are aware,some sane others not so much ''The Smith said as he let a hammer swing on the now heated metal causing even more screaming of pain what the finished project will be a reverse blade sword as theres been afew fights breaking out and he figures a item that can kill yet also be used to knock something out would be wise

The metal thought back''human its pain from being heated and being beat on''Came from a female voice but then it switched to a gruff voice ''We are more then a mere corrupted we are the mind of each section of metal we can only fight for control till one will over takes us all''Apparently atleast some of the metal was keeping tabs on his thoughts
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indralia quickly realised the advantage of sentient weapons. a weapon with awareness of the battlefield could serve as both sentry and destroyer. it could tell it's wielder of threats as they came. and if every such weapon was telepathic as this one seemed to be..then they could provide a network of information. and with that realization an idea arose.

" if i were to aid you and your kind in obtaining a consensus; a merger of those that make up your base form, would you agree to aid people in battle?

the corrupted have their neural network.

having a source of allies such as yourself, who can be deployed again and again, in unison with skilled warriors..and not only fight, but transmit battle data throughout an army seamlessly.

it would aid the cause of indra immensely." he propositioned the metal's wills.
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The metal being worked on voices sent out a mental reply at the same time with a fairly large amount going with varying forms of agreements but the main thing to take note of there was a warning/working conditions that if the fighter is weak willed,falters too much in someway,If it is way more experienced then the one wielding it or the fighter goes into somekind of shock it'll take the helms so to speak of the fighters body to fight the way it sees fit to complete the task with the least lives lost even if it has to put major strain on the fighters body to do so.

If the person is evil or shows too many sings of the darkside it'd turn that being into a husk. .The mostly none work related conditions ;If its existence is threatened it'll defend itself by maiming or killing thoses who threaten it. The metal wants equal treatment of careful,gentle and proper care of a weapon as soon as possible be treated with respect the same you'd show your fellow intelligent being. payed with abit of energy each day if possible. Time off from combat atleast once a week and if they find The One as they call the one that share a similar wave link to for them to always be paired with the person and no one else.

It was pionted out by the now reverse blade and other chunks of metal not all of the metal will side with the good cause and could want other conditions but most of the metal focused on directing them to the only person who purposed the deal. they also demanded that a legal contrast/legal document of some kind to fasten there rights and deal
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"yes. i will work a contract. surely, when the people realize the benefits involved they will also agree." indralia sent to the metals. at the same time, he gave a summary of the agreement to the blacksmith, explaining the benefits and how it could help even the odds against the corrupted.
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The Blacksmith gave a rather skeptical look at Indralia for it just seemed Indralia had zoned out for awhile till he said that stuff.''Sonny seeing as I can never hardly sell,trade or barder anything I make from living metal would you be interest in the sword it'll only take about oh 20 minutes at most to put together a quality hilt and guard on it along with getting a scabbard consider it as a gift for teaching me what my master couldn't teach before he died''
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"i would take it with honor. but not as a gift. rather, to acknowledge your skill as a craftsman. for it's my duty to give the knowledge of the ancients to all willing to learn." indralia stated.
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The Blacksmitch rose a eyebrow at the respectfulness of Indralia on skill for the fact Indralia hadn't even heard about him or talked to others that has worked with his items.''Very well and thank you for being respectful sonny not many are in this day and age towards craftsmen''The Blacksmith took the blade into the book and within about 10 minutes returned with a completed reverseblade sword including a scabbard. The hilt is covered in runes there pretty much there to help keep the sword in good shape but there is one attack rune sequence if one looked so long as you're charging some fighting spirit into the hilt the blade will have a sharpness to cut through almost any metal with ease ''heres your sword sir I took the liberty to add some minor runes''The smith help the blade out for Indralia to take.
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indralia heard noise outside, and upon hearing the shriek of corrupted narrowed his eyes. "and here is the chance to test it out. stay here, while i show these corrupted how an akavari fights." he stated, kicking the door open, the light blinding all involved.