masteroftheseas

"And if it is /you/ who drags the smell back?" Ossë wondered, lifting his free arm to keep the chickens in place as they started flapping their wings and trying to get down. "Do I get to forcibly scrub you until you smell like the sea? Though I suppose that would be less scrubbing and more splashing." He crinkled his nose, though, as his own smell of the sea mixed with the odors that lingered inside around them; the combination invoked a variety of memories and he clicked uncomfortably.

“Yes, if I bring back the smell of the chickens and the slaughter house, you may scrub me as you see fit,” he agreed, voice muffled behind his sleeve.  He leaned in further to explain the predicament to the butcher there before motioning to all of the chickens.

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



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