When the lid was lifted, what greeted Roland's eyes were not pure, shining Secret Silver Ingots, but a pile of misshapen, dull metal fragments.
They possessed a grayish-silver-white hue that spoke of crude mining and grinding, as if they were coated in a thin layer of dust.
Mixed in were some irregular chunks with jagged edges, obviously torn directly from a larger ore vein.
There were several metal lumps whose surfaces were covered in deep scratches, as if they had been gnawed on by countless pickaxes.
There was also a large quantity of a mixture resembling metal filings, interspersed with fine ore particles.
These "Mithril" fragments varied in size. The largest was about the size of a fist, while the smallest were like fingernails. They showed no signs of having been smelted or refined, looking more like residue that miners had scraped from slag or the crevices of rock walls while excavating the main vein.
