Michael stepped into the forge as the hall brightened. The forge welcomed its master by providing more light and heat to the hall. Without a doubt, the place looked ancient. Everything in the forge was covered in thick ash, and some of the little tools were rusted to the point there was no chance of restoring them. Michael looked for something that might give him a clue or two about the forge's origins. While looking around the room, a large anvil drew his attention to the center of the forge. As a 5-Star Blacksmith, he could tell a gorgeous anvil when he saw one. He ran his fingers through the anvil, wiping off the dust on its surface. Excitement coursed through his veins as he saw the vise, a beautifully crafted piece of contraption used to hold objects securely while they were worked on. It was made of a darkish metal and seemed it could