The History of the Elanthian Katana and
the Order of the Watchful Eye
Compiled by an unknown Erithian historian.
Legends written in ancient journals bespeak
of the katana within Erithian civilization. A powerful weapon
forged by the Elojun Iritin, a name that means “the
wise or the seeing,” that was used solely as a tool
to swiftly bring peace in times of great strife. The Erithi
were a peaceful race, striving to avoid conflict with those
they encountered, but when conflict could not be avoided,
the Elojun Iritin were dispatched to bring calm to the fields
Some revered the Elojun Iritin as powerful entities, though
they were mortal like any man. Their use of the katana was
graceful, yet deadly, a combination that often caused their
enemies to underestimate them. The katana was said to be an
extension of the Elojun Iritin's body and soul, and it took
centuries before the two were bonded to form a perfect wholeness.
Yet those who were on the opposite end of the katana would
swear to the heavens that the weapon was more than just metal.
They say it held a sentience that gave mystical abilities
to the Elojun Iritin, allowing them to perform impossible
feats of physical prowess and unstoppable katas. A gentle
force, when combined with the extensive training of the wielders,
could bring a halt to any battle with but a few motions of
When the Erithi found themselves in Atan Irith, it became
quickly apparent that none of the Elojun Iritin came with
them. An outcry of fear quickly spread among the people as
they no longer had their protectors, and a growing concern
rose that the knowledge of the katana was lost to the Erithi.
However, a single elder by the name of Dalathi, a master blacksmith,
calmed the masses as he spoke of what he knew of the katana
and of the ancient journals he preserved. The Erithi placed
their faith in Dalathi, who confidently accepted his people’s
charge to restore the katana and their protectors.
Dalathi’s talent exceeded even that of the most capable
master blacksmith, and for this knowledge of the ancestral
weapon he was honored. Dalathi's time was short, however,
for he was old and had spent decades already trying to replicate
the ancestral weapon.
The ancient journals detail a specific process though which
the metal of the weapon must be forged; the flattening of
the metal, the great folding, and the honing of the edge.
It also spoke of an additional process that brought the katana
its great strength, a secret only known to the Elojun Iritin.
However, Dalathi made many attempts using various components
and different ways to finish his katana but they all ended
the same. Some claim the weapons were exceedingly fragile,
and broke when they struck anything – even something
as delicate as a leaf.
The years continued on and in the year 3724, Dalathi resigned
to the fate that had befallen him. He knew the answer to the
puzzle would not be found in his lifetime, and in order to
preserve the knowledge of the ancestral weapon he would have
to take on a protégé to take his place in the
quest. Dalathi searched most of Eloth-Ra for a young blacksmith
who was capable of learning the knowledge. It was in this
search that Dalathi found Elatho, and took him up as his Shioni-Ro,
meaning "disciple or student.”
Dalathi spent twenty years teaching Elatho the forging process
of the katana, and he also spent any extra time teaching Elatho
the way of using a katana, should he ever succeed in forging
one. The studies the master put the disciple through were
both physical and spiritual, as in order for a katana to be
wielded properly, one must hone their spiritual prowess as
well as their physical knowledge of weaponry. Dalathi spent
many nights telling stories of the Elojun Iritin to Elatho,
entertaining the young student with tales about how they were
revered in ancient times as protectors and peacekeepers of
The Order of the
Watchful Eye has a basic structure like any monastic Order.
There is a tiered hierarchy in which the members rise
in rank, starting with Shioni-Ro (disciples) up to Elojun
Iritin (master forgers/katana wielders). Above the Elojun
Iritin is the Headmaster, or Eloun Irin, who oversees
the daily welfare of the members.
The Order teaches its members the way
of using the katana to its full potential, as well as
providing a balance of spiritual necessity to their physical
prowess. Often times, meditation is performed multiple
times a day, if not for extensive periods of time, to
find one's inner tranquility. There are also styles of
Erithi kata the members perform, both with a katana and
The katana is a sacred status symbol among
the Elojun Iritin. Once a member has forged their first
katana, they no longer forge for a period of time while
they bond and learn how to use the weapon effectively.
The first katana always belongs to the Elojun Iritin,
any katanas they forge afterwards can be given away as
gifts, or sold.
The symbol of the Order of the Watchful
Eye is a slit-pupiled eye overlaying five conjoined circles,
each colored to represent a different aspect of knowledge.
Dalathi passed away in the year 3744, and he never saw a
forged katana. Elatho continued his master's teaching and
spent forty more years trying to find the correct formula
by which a katana could be crafted. Through trials and study
of arcane lore, Elatho determined that the secret process
the Elojun Iritin kept had to do with the element of earth,
the giver of life. But he, too, knew his time was limited.
In order to assure that the knowledge would stay alive to
the Erithi, in 3784 Elatho turned his path to preserving the
lore. Elatho searched for master blacksmiths who wished to
help him in the quest of forging the katana. Acquiring a fair
number of willing adherents, Elatho and the initial members
spent many years building a structure of teaching, as well
as foundation in which to share their knowledge. It was then
that the Order of the Watchful Eye was formed in 3814; thirty
years after Elatho started his path of preservation. The blacksmiths
who joined the Order of the Watchful Eye swore an oath to
give up forging common tools of war. They would focus, instead,
on honing their spiritual and physical prowess and dedicate
their lives to studying the way of the katana.
Elatho never did live to see the creation of a katana. In
the year 3864 he, too, passed away like his master, sad that
he never found the end of the quest, but comforted in knowing
that the quest would carry on. The Order of the Watchful Eye
survived Elatho, the master blacksmiths striving for their
goal of forging the ancestral weapon, but also focusing on
the forging of their bodies and spirits for the day when it
would be made. Time continued to pass and decades became centuries.
New master blacksmiths were invited to join the Order, and
older members passed on.
On a seemingly uneventful day in the year 4000, a man by
the name of Dachitai, a middle-ranking member of the Order
who joined in 3964, returned from his recent travels to remote
caves. There, he saw various rock formations striated with
numerous fascinating crystals that brought inspiration and
intriguing concepts to his mind, and he was eager to begin
a new attempt at forging the ancestral weapon. Dachitai spent
most of the day in meditation while holding the fine steel
bar that he chose for the project, and that evening he began
his task. The forging process started like many others before.
He heated the bar and worked rigorously at flattening it,
then continued by folding the metal down. But instead of stopping
there, he continued these steps throughout the night and into
the following three days.
Dachitai continued working the glowing hot steel of the blade
against his anvil. His meditation and discipline strengthened
his resolve, and he fought off the need for sleep or nourishment
as he continued to work, though the fatigue was beginning
to set in. When the last of the metal had been folded a dozen
times, creating thousands of layers within the blade, he returned
the sword to the fires of the forge. After a waiting for some
time, he withdrew the blade and strived to carry on on.
As the sword swiftly cooled, Dachitai crafted a sharp edge
into the softened metal, making a distinctive slope along
the length of the blade. It was now ready for the final stages
of work. Dachitai took the blade to the fires of the forge
once more, and then a moment later quenched it in a trough
of oil. However, the exhaustion of the past several days caught
up with him that night, and the sword slipped from his tongs
as he carried it from the trough. Dachitai vainly tried to
catch the blade in the darkness, but it tumbled away and fell
into the soft clay on the stream bank alongside the trough.
Frustration welled up inside Dachitai as he grabbed the unfinished
clay-covered sword and stared at it. Soft earth coated his
creation before its completion, a clear sign of an omen overshadowing
the forging process. Dachitai turned towards the flames and
hurled his creation into the forge. The momentary frustration
passed and sadness began to creep over him as he gazed at
the blade, most of it covered in clay as it tempered in the
flames. Dachitai sighed to himself, his patience having snapped
and caused him to react violently against his teaching, and
now the forge baked the clay around the metal. Believing his
hard work now ruined and worn out from the trials, he moved
into a meditative pose and succumbed to its restful arms.
When Dachitai broke meditation a couple hours later, he retrieved
the clay-tempered blade and cleaned off the hardened soil.
He spent the rest of the night finishing honing the blade
and attaching his personalized hilt. Disappointed in himself,
Dachitai left the forging glade and returned to the inner
sanctum of the Order's monastery where he placed the weapon
upon a shelf, and then went to bed.
Dachitai woke the following morning to great commotion in
the sanctum of the building. When he arrived in the room,
he was assaulted by numerous members of the Order talking
all at once, some cheering and others congratulating him.
In the grogginess of sleep, Dachitai questioned what the ruckus
was for. The Headmaster of the Order approached Dachitai with
the very katana he had just spent several nights forging.
The Headmaster handed it to him, asking him to test it for
them. The members moved to the sides of the sanctum, and Dachitai
moved towards a testing pole near the center of the room,
focusing himself. In a swift move, Dachitai swung the katana
with two hands at the pole and the blade passed cleanly through.
Hours passed within a moment, and the top half of the pole
slid off the base to hit the floor.
Dachitai gazed in disbelief at the katana in his hands, and
the room roared with cheering. The Headmaster approached Dachitai
and asked him to tell all how this blade came to be. The members
of the Order formed a circle around Dachitai and sat as he
began to recount to them his travel, of the caves where inspiration
for intensifying the folding of the metal came to him, and
how he believed his work ruined when he stumbled along the
stream bank. When the story was finished, the Headmaster stood
up and nodded. It was in this story that the Order of the
Watchful Eye's motto was born, "Chaos forms Order through
From there on out, other members of the Order journeyed to
visit the caves in Dachitai's story. When they returned, they,
too, would meditate for most of the day and begin the process
Dachitai began. It took some time before the brothers realized
that the clay was an important part of the tempering process,
and how it should be used, thus there were many failures among
the first attempting to duplicate Dachitai's work. Even with
this knowledge, the members needed to master the art of folding
a blade many times without rest and ruining the metal. Finding
a metal bar of sufficiently high quality for the forging of
a katana was also no easy feat.
In time, the members of the Order began consistently to succeed
in crafting the ancestral weapon, and it was then that they
discovered that no two were similar. Each was unique and each
sang a different song when wielded. As the secrets of the
katana have spread with the members’ travels, others
have tried forging the katana without spending time in meditation
with their selected metal. While some have had success with
the forging, the songs of the katana crafted through this
inferior process have been comparatively weak. To the Erithi,
and especially the members of the Order, these blades are
considered travesties, dead shells that are but a mockery
of the finest singing blades.
It is in the meditative state that a bonding connection is
formed between the blacksmith and the raw metal. In this connection,
a small spark of life is imparted into the blade, and in this
spark is what gives the katana its song. Each blade resonates
with a different vibration of life, a small piece of the blacksmith
that forged it into existence. The owner need but learn the
song of the katana to effectively master the weapon.