A mysterious encounter
In a world where Humans fight for their right to live... suppressed and enslaved by the great Dragonclan... distributed into small factions around the continent to work and live in shame, for offending the Dragonclan and killing the Dragonking and steal his egg. In a time where Beastman rose in power after being freed by the Dragonclan, due to the failure of the Human King, Halron, 2000 years ago. After the death of the Dragonking in the fight known as, The battle of Humans fall, Humans lived in small towns and were forced to work for the Beastman. Humans were used for farming, mining, cooking, tailoring, leatherwork, blacksmithing and a lot of other useful things that they were known to be good at.
The Beastman swore their loyalty to the Dragons and helped them to supervise the Humans. They allowed Humans to settle down in small towns and villages. The appearances of the Beastman varied enormously, while some appeared to stay in their original animal form, some cultivated into humanoid beings. They were able to walk on two legs but their heads and limbs stayed in Beast form which made them able to wear clothes, armor, and weapons that made them extremely powerful.
Beastman were originally elementless beings but over the years they gained the approval of the Dragon tribe and they were taught how to connect to the elements. Though they did not have a very deep and profound understanding of the elements, their physical strength and through the use of weapons and armor made from Humans combined with the elemental power made them a force nearing the hights of the Dragonclan.
In a small mining town near some old ruins, there was a blacksmith called Loken. Loken was a very robust looking man in his mid-forties. He was about to leave his blacksmith workshop as suddenly the door to his workshop burst open and pushed him back a few steps. "It is time. Where are the appointed weapons." A huge black dog-faced Beastman reaching 2,5 meters entered the door. "Sheriff Hound!" Loken took a bow and showed his respect for the sheriff that was known for being impatient. "Today is the day you have to deliver 20 Blackiron swords"
Blackiron was a strong and durable Metal that could only be found in this region. No one knew where it came from. It had a peculiar ability, it was able to absorb and infuse the power of the elements into it, so it was able to unleash powerful elemental attacks.
"The batch is ready, but..." Loken hesitated for a moment. "But what!!!" Sheriff Hound shouted at him with a disgusted face. "I am low on BlackIron, so I may not be able to make the next order in time." As he heard that sheriff Hounds face turned to disdain."Don't make it my problem, blacksmith. Take care of it... or be replaced by another one of you lowly creatures." As he said that he left a bag of 20 Silver coins on the table and took the box with the 20 swords with him and left the shop.
"Sure enough, we are nothing to them," Loken thought to himself. Then he left his shop and headed straight for the mining area to get him new Blackiron. Humans were not allowed to work on their own projects, they were controlled and assigned tasks that they had to fulfill in order to earn some money to live. Tailors were ordered to make clothes, blacksmiths were ordered to make weapons or armor, farmers had to farm and so on. You can either decide to look for the materials like ores, leather, seeds, wood, and stuff for yourself or go to the merchants in town. Those merchants were Beastman that would buy the Materials from miners, lumberjacks, fisherman, hunters and so on for very little money, and sell it at high prices. This was the way the Beastman used to suppress Humankind. Allowing them only to work for a minimum of money to make sure no Human rises in power again.
Loken was a blacksmith that would rather search for his materials than to buy for high prices on the market. So he was on his way to the mining area. As he reached the entrance of the mine an old man was standing. "The usual amount of time, Loken??" Said the man at the entrance. He was the overseer. "No... two days this time, old man." Loken looked at him with a stern look. "Seems like the sheriff has his eyes on you. Well, that makes 8 Silver coins for you." The old man said as he sighed and took the money from Loken. One had to pay a fee to enter the mining area so that the miners would get a bit of compensation for letting persons with other professions in.
"I need to see your spatial rings." said the overseer."Just the usual. Some provisions, some working tools, some lanterns and space for storing Iron" Loken answered. After confirming the inventory the overseer said."You may enter, see you in two days. Remember, do not overdo your time or else I have to report you to the sheriff." Loken nodded and walked in.
Normally Loken would only enter for a short period of eight to ten hours but he decided to work his ass off this week and get himself more Blackiron than usual so he had a little reserve he could use for weeks he may not make a good cut. This time he would focus on getting deeper into the mine to places where no one was before. He thought with a bit of luck he may find some rich Blackiron veins.
As he advanced deeper and deeper into the mine he came across a lot of miners but soon he noticed that he seems to have lost his way in the mine. For once he did not come across any of the miners, and the walls of the mine looked totally different than before. The black walls turned to silver walls and soon after they were radiating in three colors, Black, Silver, and White. He did not know why but he seems to have a connection with the Silver light."Could that be Metal imbued with the three Human elements??" Loken was overjoyed with his discovery. He has a guess what this Metal could be.
He started to excavate the Iron and stored it in his spatial rings. It took him nearly ten houres to venture this deep into the mine. This much time is the amount of time he would usually need fore his excavation, it was a big risk for giving up time in his situation, but it seems to be worth the trouble. He spent the next fourteen hours digging like there was no tomorrow. Suddenly the ground under his feet started to get shaky. Cracks formed and soon he lost his footing completely and he fell into a deep hole. Everything went dark.
As he came to his senses, he did not know how much time has passed or how deep he fell. Loken was a very robust man so luckily he was uninjured. He got back to his feet and shook the dust of his body. When he was standing there he noticed a big rock that was shining with ten different colors.
Red, Blue, Turquoise, Brown, Gray, Green, Yellow, Black, White, and Silver.