masteroftheseas

Ossë chattered and clicked and whined, a full chorus of noises that clashed and crashed against one another in his flustered mood. "My cygnets do not pop out of nowhere and hound me mercilessly! My house is filled with dead chickens! I /smell/ like chicken," he ranted, pulling another chicken from his tunic as he walked and tossing it over his shoulder. The bird flapped its wings and righted itself for a soft landing, then chased after them. "There must be a limit, right? One hundred? Two?"

“Surely you do not smell like chicken,” he admonished.  "Would you be so upset with this manner of magic if you were conjuring goslings, cygnets or ducks?“  He was curious, he had seen Ossë parade around with those birds for ages but chickens were certainly a new one for him.  "Perhaps this is like other curses and tricks that wears off in due time?”

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nowe.
cirdan the shipwright.
lord of the grey havens.



independent & selective

shipwright

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