[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.

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[amiable]

The trees... are singing to you? [ Took this literally YEP. ]

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[notjamesbond]

...

Are you like some treehugger or something?

[NEWT WHAT ARE YOU DOING]

[heal_theworld]

[She literally goes outside into the courtyard and listens, trying to hear what this man- Ent? -hears.]

Your hearing must be better than mine, because I can't hear anything. Maybe they like you more than they do us?

[waterproofed]

What's an Ent?

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[inafadingcrown]

[There's a long, long pause before she responds. It's like suddenly hearing a memory from times long past and she wasn't entirely prepared for it. Frankly, out of all the possible people who could arrive, Treebeard didn't even occur to her.]

So even the trees know little of this place. It does not surprise me. Welcome, Eldest. Though I know you would prefer to be elsewhere, I am glad to hear your voice once again. It has been long, indeed.

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[3_butterflies]

The threes are very pretty here... I like a lot of the floral here... Do you like plants too...?

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[radiantwingedone]

'Ent'. Not Treant, Blooms, Paincorn, Limewreath or Deadwreath, for all sound similar in speech. [ Duke hasn't listened to the other speakers yet to realize he's not the only one who can hear the tree being speak. ]

[fishy_go_byebye]

Lots of cycles.

[treeshepherd]

Every tree has it's own voice.

[amiable]

They do? [ pause. ] Is this some sort of test?

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[treeshepherd]

[He answers in a very slow voice, as if he were carefully measuring each word before he used it.]

I so not hug trees. I am an Ent. A shepherd of the trees.

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[lordofrivendell]

[This is, this is unexpected to say the least. The voice is, familiar, somewhat.]

I fear there is, little more to learn of this world than what you may learn through the trees. Though I welcome you here, none the less.

[treeshepherd]

Some trees can be quite talkative. But very, very few people ever listen. Too hasty.

[treeshepherd]

An Ent is what I am. And that is a shepherd of the trees.

[treeshepherd]

Young Galadriel? [He greets her in a voice mixed with surprise and great respect.]

Long has it been since we met. By root and twig, this is a strange state of affairs.

[waterproofed]

Don't trees stay in one place?

[treeshepherd]

Hrooom, you could say that. Yes, you could say that indeed!

[treeshepherd]

I have been called an Ent for a very, very long time.

[treeshepherd]

Cycles?

[3_butterflies]

Oh, good... We're still in winter, though... But I bet once spring comes, they'll be even prettier. I just hope I can help them when that time comes.

[fishy_go_byebye]

Mm, but not rounds.

[treeshepherd]

Hoom, very curious. Very curious indeed. But a pleasant welcome, that is something.

[treeshepherd]

This does not make much sense to me.

[fishy_go_byebye]

The trees don't seem to be wished.

[treeshepherd]

Deep roots, some trees have. And some trees sleep and dream. But stay in one place? I wouldn't say that all trees are like that. Some of them are more awake than others, after all.