New Challenge: Potluck Bingo
Sit down to a delicious selection of prompts served on bingo boards, created by the SWG community.
Those ancient, magical thrushes of Dale--they could have had a long history.
First Age: Caranthir, son of Feanor, Celegorm, son of Feanor;
Third Age: Bard the Bowman
Caranthir and Celegorm are walking along the shore of Lake Helevorn. Celegorm stops to talk to a thrush knocking a snail on a stone. The thrush cocks its head curiously and replies.
‘Honestly, Turko,’ growls Caranthir. ‘Must you talk to every bird in every bush?’
But his brother, whose temper at other times is as hasty as his own, looks relaxed, almost at peace, using the skills Orome taught him in Valinor, so Caranthir growls only very softly.
Ages later, Lake Town burning all around them, a thrush flutters onto Bard’s shoulder and brings him news of Smaug’s weak spot.
"I don't suppose there are any people left there that trouble with thrush-language" (Bilbo, "Inside Information", The Hobbit)