The Eagle

Fiesty and Maisie Resting

Fiesty sat with her assistant Maisie by the herb garden and tried to relax. The scene she had just endured with Myrtle had been horrible. Copper was off striding over the mountains. He was taking John Dawson, the orphan shepherd boy that had been staying with Myrtle Sackville to meet the Smiths in Bree. Myrtle had been livid that she was taking the boy. She ranted and screamed and accused Fiesty of “lording it over us.” 

Fiesty sighed and rubbed her temples. Maisie patted her back and said “Myrtle will calm down, she was always complaining about John not doing this or that and chasing him up the pasture. They were driving each other crazy.”  Fiesty looked up at her pretty assistant. “You be right, and I knowed it when I went but that Hobbit can’t let go. I just hope the Smiths take a shine to John and take him in.” Maisie said “John is a good boy and industrious. I think that pairing will work if the lady wants a child as much as you say.” 

Copper Leads John Through the Pass

Fiesty nodded again and started to get up to resume her duties when a flickering shadow blocks the light above their heads. Fiesty looked up as a shadow darkens the patch of garden containing her healing herbs. She stared in astonishment as a giant Eagle swooped downward so speedily, that she was sure it would scoop her up and fly away with her or crash into the ground and be flattened. She watched in awe as the majestic creature landed  gracefully just feet away from her and cocked its head quizzically, summing her up from head to toe.

Fiesty Encounters Landroval

The Eagle closed the gap between them and dropped a shining scroll from its beak just before her feet, his regal head motioned for her to retrieve it.

Despite her surprise and the immensity of the Eagle, Fiesty bent to pick up the scroll, wondering who could request such a creature on an errand to give her a message.

Landroval, the mighty Eagle watched to make sure that Fiesty took the scroll into her possession and without further ado and accompanied by a deafening call, he took flight, casting another long shadow over the Hobbit Druidess as he winged his way back across the seas

“Well, I’ll be!” Fiesty watched as the Eagle flew away and looked down at the beautiful scroll in her hands. Making a decision to attend to the message in her study, Fiesty asked Maisie to do the community rounds for her and Maisie readily accepted. “And remind Berilac that we will need at least two pigs slaughtered for the Yule feast.” Maisie nodded and trotted off to see to the Shire.

Fiesty went home and sat in her study. She looked for beak marks but there were none. The paper was creamy and of a type she had never seen before at any market. She unrolled the scroll and began to read.

Fiesty Examines the Scroll

ArchDruidess Fiesty,

I am reaching out to you for the time has come for furthering the ties between your home and the neighboring regions.

The void left by the disappearance of Aran Jaekob of Calenhad and the subsequent passage of the Lands towards the West have caused upheaval and turmoil among the dwellers in these parts... not only those who were forced to leave their home soil, but also those who were suddenly in the position to welcome them into their own regions.

I believe it would be beneficial to all those dwelling and settling in the surrounding Lands to once again feel the security that an experienced, wise and benevolent leader bestows... and yet, a new formation and conferral of power and authority is necessary in order to connect the various races in the different parts of these regions.

I encourage you to seek out the most respected Elders among your neighbors and convene together into a Council of sorts.

The conception of a Unifying Council has also been submitted to ArchDruidess Fitheach of Tailbreamh, Can Wobbit, Forester of Tailbreamh and the newly arrived Dwarves, residing in Tailbreamh.

Thranduil, Woodland King of Mirkwood, will also be informed. It is in my knowledge that the Elven King shall play a vital part in an alliance among the races of these Lands.

Do not delay long in your considerations or hesitate to seek a meeting between those informed of the future path that opens before them.

The peace and safety of your folk and the folk you have taken into the Shire lay in your hands, Fiesty.

Berio ven Eru

(May Eru protect us)

Elbereth Elentari

Guardian of Lothlorien

 

Fiesty sends a note to Druid Fitheach

Fiesty finished reading the scroll and scratched her head.” Elbereth?”  She had heard stories of an Elven sorceress by that name but had thought them merely stories.  Well, she should contact ArchDruidess Fitheach first thing. Perhaps she could shed some light on this proposal. Fiesty wrote a note and stepped to the door to call a blackbird messenger. She chirped “Bre-bre-bo-bee” several times  and presently one of her blackbird friends came to take the message to her sister Druid.