A metal not of mere earth, but of legend. Seithril is said to be born from the breath of the Great Light itself, a substance that drinks in raw magic and bends it to the will of its master. In the Age of Titans, it was the forge-heart of wonders—crowns that commanded storms, blades that sundered mountains, and shields that turned aside the night itself.
Now, only scattered veins remain, hidden deep in the Shattered Lands, where the earth still whispers of the Titans’ touch. To hold Seithril is to grasp a fragment of creation’s first fire.
Some call Seithril the vein of Titans. Others call it the thread which the Great Light spun at the time of creation.