songerein | [December Catch-All]

Who: Maedhros & you
Which: Open log
Where: Various
What: An open log for December
Warnings: None as of yet

Protect the Trees!

[When he had set out on his daily wanderings through the Wildlands Maedhros had not counted on coming across a reminder of his home. He had only ever heard of the Onodrim before, never had he set eyes on one of the Ent-folk before and he certainly hadn't counted on seeing one of them here. He is fairly filled with awe at seeing them, and there is a slight sting of homesickness that makes his chest tighten a bit.

But it is a shortlived feeling when he finaly takes stock on the situation unraveling before him. The Ent's are neither alone, nor are they best pleased by their company, which is understandable. If he were a tree he would not be pleased with any axe-wielding people trying to give his branches a trim either. And so he feels he cannot leve this situation be, somebody needs to intervine before things get out of hand and somebody ends up hurt.]

Stop! If they do not want you to take an axe to them you cannot force them to comply.

This Is Our Get-Along Shirt!

[It had happened so suddenly, and completely out of nowhere as well, he really doesn't understand how it all came to be but he is stuck! And in such an undignified manner as well! No matter how much he strains and struggle against the hideous piece of fabric he is no closer to escaping it than he'd been when it first enveloped him. And his unfortunate fellow captive is not making things easier with their own struggling.]

'Tis the Season For Hugs

[He had been so lost in his own head that he visibly startles when the Fluff Gumdrop starts to circle him, making it's cooing little noises at him. Maedhros looks around, uncertain about what it is he's supposed to do. Trying to shoo the thing away does nothing and he'd very much like for it to leave him alone.]

What do you want, you little beast?

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Then I will gratefully accept your aid in this. [Not being the one everyone looks at to solve a dispute is... a relief. And one he is not quite used to. Back home he'd always been the one that had to settle whatever dispute came up, for he couldn't exactly trust his brothers not to make things worse.] If they are willing I am more than willing to guide them to where those trees are.

[He'd spent a lot of his time in the Wildlands, so he knew of quite a few places that would suit the lumberjacks needs.]

[In the end, talking is... less fruitful than he would have hoped. He is no Emissary, after all, lacking a way with words that would aid him in negotiating with others. A spare few are amenable, and the rest...

The rest he leaves entrapped in aetherial shackles to think about their life choices, because while he is not an Emissary, he is a sort of gaoler.]

[He'd almost feel bad for the lumberjack's, almost, if it weren't for the fact that they'd been given so very many chances at changing course. So he simply gives them a disappointed glare before doing his part and gives those few wiser souls the locations they'd need to find a more appropriate source of wood.

With that doen he turns to his companion with a greatful smile.]

My thanks, friend. I'm not sure I'd have been able to keep my temper in check for much longer had you not offered your aid and I have no wish to cause trouble here by starting a brawl.

I am glad to have spared you the trouble.

[He smiles a little self-consciously. A brawl... might have caused more harm than good, given the number of axes involved.]

Do you frequent these woods?

And I am glad to have been spared making a menace of myself by loosing my temper.

[It would have been a mess to be sure, but not one that would have ended in the lumberjacks favor. Axes or no. Maedhros was used to fighting overwhelming odds, not to mention that he could be terrifying enough to send hordes of orcs running for the hills.]

I do. I've kind of made them my home. I do not feel overly comfortable in cities anymore, I fear, so I set up camp in the wilderness here.

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