2008
09.11
The school his father placed him in was close to the Mithril Academy, — Clauis heard the sounds of hammers on steel, and felt the transformations all day long — distant though they might be, and being human, the moments became less awe-inspiring, less transfixing for the lad, so that by the time he was eight, he was working in his farther’s smithy as an apprentice, feeling the transformations without the slightest tremor in his eyes, or in his hands. He felt them all the same, and though he did indeed have the language to talk to his father about these birth cries he heard in the steel, in the fire, in the steam of the plunge, he no longer felt the need to speak about them.
Clauis was sixteen when his father, watching his son set the bellows up in a new way, explaining as he did so, his reasoning, said to his son, “You are beyond me lad, but don’t let that slow you down.” smiling with pride while patting the boy on his shoulder.
At eighteen Clauis achieved the status of forge cleric at the temple of Corean’s Forge, and accepted the robes of the office.
His duties were not taxing, serving Corean as cleric and forge adept, giving him plenty of time for his own studies of fire and steel, as well as giving him access to mithril, even if it was only a small portion of the precious alloy. He made good with it writing several papers regarding the transformations, and the alterations the alloy could render if one was not careful. His findings were heavily debated and studied for years, but never truly put into doubt.
One of the duties of a forge adept was to help the knights learn the art of the forge, so that they could render from steel and mithril, their First Sword. It was always called their First Sword, because, nearly always, the sword would be made so that it met the requirements of being a proper blade, rather than merely a bar of steel that could hold an edge for an hour — but the sword would soon be, humbly, returned and a blade made by one of the adepts, would be given to the knight.
This practice was not looked down on at all, humility was a virtue in a knight, and one could not be master of all things.
It was during his duty in the Academy forge that Clauis heard the first cries of what would later be known as the Sigh of the Storm Queen.

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