(The following takes place a few days after the events of Lights in Arnor - Part 12 )
Neth sat alone in the outskirts of Trestlebridge as the sun was starting to settle in the sky, the only sounds accompanying her was the dull sound of metal grinding against stone as she sharpened Shrouded Glory, and the wind howling in the ravine below.
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