{If you're reading this, then don't make my mistakes. I did try to stop Khlatus but then I found out the truth. Without Khlatus, Ramary is doomed!}
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A thin layer of dust coated the forge and most of the equipment that lay scattered about in the room. Narene could see signs of abandonment. The place hadn't seen fire in weeks but why?
She held a hammer weakly in one hand while her eyes were trained on the heated piece of metal that lay on the metal work table. It felt strange to hold a hammer and even more so when she was pounding at a piece of metal.
She hadn't started the fire in the forge but had used her magic to heat the metal till it was red and melting. It was better that way, it gave her control and precision that the flames hadn't given her in years.
"This place hasn't been used in two weeks," a voice said behind her and she turned.
