Maurice Saber was born in the year 1362 DR (Dale Reckoning Era) to the renowned Saber clan in the small village of Elmwood, located in the western reaches of the kingdom of Aradril on the continent of Geria. His family's ancestral roots traced back over 15 generations of highly-skilled artisans and weaponsmiths.
From the moment he could grip a hammer, young Maurice was immersed in the intricacies and time-honored traditions of bladesmithing. Under the tutelage of his father Markus and eldest brother Aaron, he spent his formative years studying the ancient forging methods, alloying techniques, and folding practices that had brought the Saber clan's craftsmanship such celebrated prestige.
Maurice's aptitude for the familial trade quickly became apparent. By 10 years old, he could already properly construct a sturdy shortsword hilt and cross-guard from iron core and wood composite. At 15, the young apprentice had advanced to tempering longsword blades in a perfectly controlled coal forge before quenching in the clan's proprietary herbal brine solution.
His true breakout came at the age of 18, when Maurice crafted an ornate yet devastatingly effective bearded axe as his journeyman masterwork. The seamless combination of carefully forged Damascus steel, intricate leather grip accents, and expertly balanced tassels turned heads across the Aradril kingdom - instantly cementing Maurice as the latest profound talent in the long Saber legacy.
Over the next decade, Maurice honed his prodigy reputation through diligent innovation and careful refinement of centuries-old Saber designs. His perfectly tempered bastard swords, exquisitely forged with vajra-fold techniques and accented with fire-blackened iron engravings, were especially prized by the kingdom's knightly orders and elite infantry corps.
Maurice's magnum opus, however, arrived in the form of masterfully handcrafted plate armor that soon became a signature hallmark as recognizable as the Saber name itself. Constructed from deceptively lightweight adamantine-steel alloy plates hammered to incredible tensile strength yet unthinkable thinness, his armor bestowed unrivaled protection while maintaining superior mobility and durability. The celebrated artisan's painstaking commitment to ergonomics extended to intricately padded arming doublets, highly articulated joints and discrete musculature shaping that eliminated gaps while maximizing weight load distribution.
By his mid 30s, Maurice Saber had achieved sufficient renown and affluence to open his own Saber Armory within the castle town perimeters of Aradril's capital Beladine. From this stately craftsmen villa, Maurice continued producing his pioneering metalwork and bladesmithing for the highest echelons of clientele - from the knightly marshals of the Hawk Guard to the elite Lionshield mercenary companies and even Cormyrean war-wizards. Each suit and blade bearing his personal maker's insignia became cherished heirlooms passed through countless generations of aristocratic and royal hands.
Now in his early 60s, the gray-bearded Maurice has taken on a quieter role within the family's rapidly expanding forges and assembly lines. He hand-picks and meticulously trains the next iterations of Saber weaponsmiths and armorers, ensuring the irreplaceable ancestral techniques do not become lost to outsiders or time. Each dawn before the bellows stoke, Maurice can still be found leading the craftsmen in recitations of the hereditary Kantrian litanies and principles extolling the sacred pursuit of the hammer and tongs.
No longer regularly commissioned to produce singular masterworks, Maurice's twilight years see his ceremonial armorer's hammer instead engraving the intricate acid-etched scrollwork and electrum inlays adorning each Saber Armory creation. His steadied hands, scarred by decades of forge burns and scored by monogramming tools, leave behind one final artisan's fingerprint to breathe soul into each exquisitely crafted harness and aegis.
Steadfastly devout in the ways of the Armorer's Forge, Maurice Saber has molded his long life's journey into a spiritual vocation as much as metalsmithing enterprise. To him, the sacred alloys and disciplined hammerfalls transcend mere materials - they flow in concordance with the great cosmic anneal reforging all energy and matter in perpetual cycles of creation and judgement. Maurice remains guided by such revelations through his daily toils and vigils, eagerly awaiting what grand destinies the future armory apprentices may one day forge into existence.