[Dictated]

[treeshepherd]

  [There is a sound halfway between the creak of ancient wood and a sigh.]

Hrooom.

The trees are young, here.  They sing to me, but they do not know much of this world.  Hoom, they remind me of groves I knew long ago.  Ah, the willows of Tasarinan in the Spring.  They were lovely when I walked among them.

Hm, but this is no time for an old Ent's memories.  Come.  Tell me what news you have of this world.

Comments

[treeshepherd]

I have met very few persons as old as I am. Much has changed since I was young.

Not surprising at all. As men count years, I have walked the world for over eleven thousand years.

[He chuckles.]

The hands and eyes of an Ent are not well suited for writing. I learned to read the writing of men and elves long ago. But it must be a very large book indeed for an Ent to make use of it.

[hulloeverything]

[He smiles patiently]

Mmm but this place will surprise you. I was turned into a plant for three months, myself. You never know if you may be turned human.

[treeshepherd]

[He blinks with mild alarm.]

I have never heard of such a thing.

[hulloeverything]

Yes, well, it's sort of an anomaly here. Every once in a while the castle may put you on a so-called loss, in some cases it may turn you into something or someone else. I, myself have become a cat, a human, a teenager and a plant. Some are more pleasant than others.

[treeshepherd]

By root and bark, that is unusual.

[hulloeverything]

Very. This place as a whole is quite unusual, indeed.