A skilled sharpener
CHAPTER XVIII
It befell, another time, that a skilled sharpener called Bontishak came before me in the audience hall. The job he practised, much appreciated throughout the land, was even more esteemed in Lothriel, since words and blades forged in our land are always the keenest and thinnest. It is indeed told that Lothriel blades are the only ones that, when looked at by the edge's side, almost disappear from sight. They are indeed the most fragile compared to those of the other peoples, yet unequalled as far as efficacy goes. Most of them were never soaked in the horrors of war, but in many cases they took part in training rituals by champions in martial arts, which in our country are generally viewed as an art rather than a proper warlike practice. Thus, Bontishak c
