its great to be back here again after a long break

let's pretend I didn't accidentally delete the rankings widget and pray that Cyprezz sees my PM and has the BBCode for it (he had it the last time this happened)... until things are fixed, no prestige will be registered (but it'll be registered once the problem is solved)

The reviver has returned... Sorry for being off. Was busy irl. The jam has been published. I still won't be very active, but I won't be gone like I was. I will make sure this clan lives up to its potential.

For the love of God, people, tell us what smith you wanna be when you ask us to join! There's three people who asked to join and didn't tell us, and we can't let you if we don't know what role to invite you to!

I know it's been a while since someone gave an update on the Forge jam, and that's my bad lol

I've been procrastinating formatting the jam page and setting everything up, but I just did it today, and hopefully, we should have some trophies soon.

The jam is set to start on Wednesday at 2 AM EDT, but it's still drafted, and GenevaDog is the only one that can publish it. I PMed, so now I'm just waiting for a response. If he doesn't respond by Wednesday afternoon, I'll push back the start and end dates.

Anyways, I hope you're all looking forward to it lol

The 3rd Forge Jam is coming soon! Stay tuned into The Forge's activities by following us if you aren't already.

Congrats to Dreadstrike Inferniclaw for getting The Forge on the popular reel with their mob skin!

Our first two inductees to the honor reel have been chosen! First up is TheCrypteral, for obvious reasons, and second is LogMaiden, for her amazing art!

(Sorry I'm late)

Chapter 9 – The First Few (Flashback Chapter)

2 years ago...

   A Raven soars through the mountain air. It starts to soar downwards. It dodges a pine tree branch. It flies reaches an old battlefield. Filled with soldiers. Soldiers from a war fought long ago. It glides past bodies that still lay there. The Raven has a black letter tied to its back. The letter has an emblem with an anvil and a flame. The Raven finally reaches a cabin. The cabin is small. It’s made of pine wood and the roof is covered with snow. It’s situated on a mountain near lots of pine trees. The Raven lands in the open window of the cabin. It shakes and the letter falls off. It screams and flies away. A man, Geneva, goes into the room where the Raven left the letter. He walks over to it.

    “Chaos? Don’t make me fight again. You know how that went.” Says Geneva. He opens the letter. It reads,

    “Geneva. I know you don’t like being talked to. Especially after the last time you helped someone. But I don’t need you to join a war. I would like to know if you would be interested in joining a group. A clan. The Forge. It’s a blacksmith clan. It will be important. Trust me. The Emblem on the letter is our emblem. I’d like to invite you to be a part of The Forge... One of The First Few.”

Chapter 8 – Joy

“I feel something I haven’t felt in a while. I feel something inside of me. It feels good.” Says Geneva. He looks at the quest board. Filled with quests to be completed after being empty for so long. He looks at his friends. He looks at all the smiths hammering. He looks at the door and sees new people asking to join.

“It’s not over yet, but it’s working. I haven’t felt this way since... The old days. Our progress is so rapid. Since I first came back and there was no one. To now and there is many. There is still work to be done. But I’m doing pretty good.” He says. He looks once again at his friends. All having fun. Forging together. Geneva smiles. Something that until yesterday he had not done for a long time.

“I can’t believe all this. People have come back. Even the great Forge Council has come back. They all came back... As unbelievable as it may seem I’ve learned a lot in the past few days. And most of that was as a person. First I learned that it doesn’t matter how little you may seem or be or think yourself to be.
You can still do amazing things. Second I learned that you can’t jump to conclusions. Because they might have a reason you don’t know about. Or were too blind to see. Third I learned that even the scariest looking man can be the kindest. And finally Fourth... I relearned true joy.”

A board is hammered into the ground, and four tiny slips of paper are nailed on it.
The quest board is (finally) back!
Every few days, it will be restocked with new and different quests that can be done for prestige.

please leave suggestions!

Chapter 7 – Who Rules Me

“They all come. What I’ve started. It’s working. I did what you did. And they come. Your legacy is no longer a myth. They stare at the flame. They smash their hammers. They befriend each other. We’ve gained more followers. New and old.” Says Geneva. He walks into his bedroom and stares at his sword.

“It’s all working. IGEBM has called upon the council to get their say on the tournament. Entity is working on making weapons. Silas is... Silas is here I guess.” Says Geneva. He grabs his sword. He runs his finger down the blade.

“So, now all I wonder is what’s next? What do I do now. I can’t just sit here and wait. I must do something. What shall I do?” he says. He walks to the door of The Council Room. It’s locked. He nods and then it unlocks. That’s what it would seem like to one person at least, but to Geneva a flaming ghost figure reached his hand out and unlocked the door.

“They think you left all this. But you didn’t. They believe you left them with nothing. But you left all of us with your spark. You were always talking about that fire. How important it was. I never knew what you meant. Until you appeared from it.” Says Geneva as he looks at their old leader’s throne. He walks out of the council room and to their leader’s anvil.

“You left us with something that we had to wait for. You waited for the right moment. You waited for the moment when someone who wanted to revive this clan walked through the door. You left us with your Flame. You are who rules me... Leader.”

Chapter 6 – Rumors



“He’s coming... Right when I began. I should’ve known. He wasn’t ignoring me, but rather waiting for the right moment. He lurks behind trees and bushes. Just waiting for the right time to strike. They say he has no soul, so he feeds off that of others to live. There’s been rumors he might come. More and more people come every day and now he shows. All I wonder is who he may take. And if anyone will survive.” Says Geneva. He walks into what looks like Geneva’s bedroom. He grabs a pistol that has a signature on it. It reads “The Crypteral”.

“You know this is for you.” He says looking at the pistol. He takes the pistol and waits outside.

“I have three shots... If I miss. We all die. They stare at that fire for days. They don’t speak. And the ones who do only share what or who is coming. But they don’t fight against it.

“Are you sure about that?” says a voice from behind. It’s IGEBM with his Automatic gun; also signed with The Crypteral’s signature.

“Thank you, Gael. This means a lot.” Replied Geneva. They prepare their guns.

“Who is he? Who are we so afraid of? He... Is the gravedigger.” Says Geneva. They see a shadow coming towards them. They ready their guns and hope to hit him. As they’re about to fire their weapons the man appears in the middle of the patch of snow in front of The Forge. He wears his bandana and a hooded cloak. He covers his eyes with a visor.

“Not all rumors are true you know. Ever thought this one might be wrong?” shouts the man standing where he is. IGEBM and Geneva don’t flinch.

“Good.” Continues the man, “Because you’re right. I am the gravedigger. But I’m not here to kill you. In fact that’s just a rumor.” The man chuckles and continues speaking, “I’m here to help you.” He finishes.

“But you ignored me!” shouts Geneva, “I asked for your help, and you ignored me!” he shouts again. The man, The Gravedigger, shouts in reply with,

“I do live in the mountains. What was I supposed to do? Reply and not arrive? I can’t mail a letter back to you if I’m in the wilderness.” Geneva has a moment of realization. He realizes through all his whining and complaining the man only wanted to help Geneva. He just couldn’t do it immediately.

“Yeah- Ok, but what’s with the scythe?” shouts IGEBM. The Gravedigger looks at his scythe and makes a face that seems as if he’s thinking to himself, “Huh... That didn’t make me look very harmless”.

“You know I didn’t think about that!” he shouts back. There is an awkward pause of silence. They all sit there saying nothing. Just breathing. All for 2 minutes until Geneva asks,

“Do... Do you want to come in?”

“Yeah... Yeah... Yeah...” says The Gravedigger. He starts heading towards The Forge. They all walk inside.

“By the way. What’s your name?” IGEBM asks The Gravedigger. He takes off his bandana and says,

“The name’s Silas... The-“ and before he can finish his sentence Geneva does it for him.

“-The Legendary.” Geneva says, as he smiles.