Blacksmith's Elixir Skyrim Novels & Stories

The golem nodded and left towards Dorime's house. --- For the next couple of days, the smiths received a new task: processing Venom copper. After separating the ore from the stone, it had a green tint instead of the brownish that copper has. Another thing that they discovered by feeding it to captured monsters is that it is highly poisonous. So the smiths treated it with extreme caution. The actual processing of the material was very hard. The forges that the tribe used didn't generate enough heat for the smelting process, so David had to improvise using enchantments.

Instead of biting Ambrose's head off, Sephora returned her attention back to the blacksmith. "How did you do that? Is that your Soulborn power?" She asked him inquisitively. The blacksmith bowed his head, "Indeed it is, my Lady. My Soulborn power allows me to manipulate metal in any way I wish." "A very rare gift." Ambrose cut in. The blacksmith bowed again, in thanks. "What is your name?" Sephora inquired, looking at the male with a new lease of respect. The blacksmith straightened and gave her a kind smile,

I’m selling a flat near the main town square for a large one, preferably on the other side of the stream. He walked away, looking for the nearest blacksmith. Just around the corner, there was a blacksmiths shop. The smith had a serious look to his face. “Do you know how to recast a Giltherin san-mai sword?” Yanta asked. “I know only the typical ones,” the blacksmith answered. “Yours is a special one.” “There must be someone, who can recast them.” “There is, go north, to a small mountain village, there you will find the smith.”

While dosing it in mana water, moon cleanse potion and his own blood. Put the alloy back into the furnace several times, then poured it back out and cleaned it again. After nearly 7 hours he had a 9ft tall polearm that was sliver in color, inside the alloy looked like a cloud made of diamond dust as it dazzled under the light. He put the polearm in a solution when he was done with it and pulled out another set of alloys from the alloy chest brought in by the three assistants.

While waiting, he asked if the blacksmith knew any items or consumables that could help them map out the twentieth floor a little easier. “The dehydration wears down the stamina. We couldn’t make much progress.” The retired swordsman thought for a while and approved Zen’s rifle barrel. His apprentice might be slow in the head, but he had steady hands. “Heat-resistant items, potions and blessings work against the demons. Getting any of those things is hard. You also need vitality potions to recover stamina while suffering from the heat.” Zen was finished with his task for now. He asked if beginner cure potions would be of any help.

After Blake had completed the poison extraction formation, he didn’t hesitate. He brought out his elemental fire, which began to make the Ultimate Rejuvenation pill to help detoxify the dragon. While concocting the pill, Chai Bing marveled at Blake’s alchemy technique. It took an experienced alchemist to create a cauldron out of Qi and produce a pill. It took a lot of concentration and Qi manipulation to do this correctly. Chai Bing was delighted with Xuanlu’s choice of husband; with his many skills, he could benefit her and the family significantly.

One could see his internal organs through the broken ribs, so deformed as to not seem human. "Senior, I have a Reviving Elixir with me..." Ding Hao took out a top-grade Reviving Elixir. It was concocted from the divine herbs picked on the Sage Battlefield. It could put flesh back on the bones and resuscitate the body. This old warrior from the Blue Cloud Sect had sustained such grievous injuries thanks to his showdown with the leader of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect. Ding Hao felt somewhat apologetic.

“Have you heard of the crystal Mith-” “Mithril?” I asked. “Okay, we’re on the same page. I know somewhere we can get it.” “It’s useless unless we have a special type of metal to mine it with, we spoke to the blacksmith, and he offered us a bargain for a pick axe.” “Aurora, what bargain did you make?” she asked warily. “I offered to get the metal ourselves, why?”

The diviner replied with a firm voice, "We start by scouring the kingdom, asking anyone who might have information. We also try to find any old books or manuscripts that might contain the recipe." Ragnar nodded slowly, letting his mind wander back to the dark cave where the potion was made. Ragnar stood in the dark cave with Lia, illuminated only by a faint red light. He remembered the musty smell of damp earth and the sound of dripping water echoing around the cavernous space. The flickering light of torches cast eerie shadows on the walls, and he could hear the faint whispers of the diviner as he worked.

His madness was being burned out of him. No!!!! He screamed, voice cracking. This wasn’t how it was supposed to end.. He looked up at her, a broken man. And I saw it, just a flicker in Elena’s eyes. Pity. She turned to walk away. But James had one last card. He reached into his cloak and pulled out a small vial of black liquid, the dark elixir of the Forsaken Moon. The same elixir was forbidden by the elders. The one that turned men into beasts even the gods feared.