"Well," she began, keeping her focus entirely on Astarion's face so she didn't think too hard about how nice his hand felt resting over her own. "Many centuries ago a large rock fell from the heavens, landing not far from the Solari lands. They mined the stone and found it to be incredibly durable and capable of ignoring magical effects, so they have specialized in crafting impressive weaponry and armor from the stone they call Starium."