M!A: dancing shoes. For 48 hours Osse will be inexplicably good at dancing (but still shit at walking).

masteroftheseas:

It was a fine day for swimming near the shores, listening to the songs of Elves and their laughter as they shared in the fish they’d caught for their meals. He watched and listened as they partied and celebrated, always staying just shy of their sight.

//PFFFFFT I LOVE IT A LOT. though I have no idea how he will discover this talent given he refuses to dance most of the time because he knows he sucks.

Cousin! I can’t help but notice that you’re looking especially mobile and land-adjacent this evening! 

–No need to cause a panic, I’m only passing through on some business; entirely harmless trade offers from Eregion, you understand. 

It is… a rare and wonderful occasion to be this close to the sea.
I find the local festivities entirely charming. All these lanterns… your scales catch the light of them beautifully. Don’t you think this would be a perfect opportunity for us to celebrate our age-old, peculiarly bellicose friendship? It’s been too long since we last did anything pleasant and spontaneous together. 

*extends a hand*  Would you dance with me, Ošošai? I’ve been practicing. 

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