Strange Armor

Inside of a strongly built smithy, a pall of thin smoke rose from the fire that had almost died out. The ceiling was almost entirely black due to the smoke that had clung to it. A dim light shone on the body of a young man who was currently examining a piece of metal about the size of an orange with delight. This metal had been extracted from hundreds of kilograms of ore that the workers mined today. This silver-colored metal was so beautiful it was captivating. It was like there was a charm to it that made it look even more exquisite than gold. The metal was not only catching the light, but it was also giving off a faint silver glow of its own.

If the workers saw the piece of metal that Arias was holding right now, there was no way they were going to think that it was just a simple silver ore. Even silver ore that had been refined into fine silver would not shine as brightly as this.