Lockdown Instadrabbling by Lindariel

Chapter 4

Prompts:  nonsensical, weeds, thought, house.

The Dwarf frowned. "Weeds for iron? That is what you offer? Nonsensical!"

Eöl's lips thinned. "These are not weeds. This is athelas, the most potent healing plant the Elves know." He gestured to the six clay pots. "If you plant these outside the gates of Nogrod, the House of the Firebeards will never want for health."

Gamil Zirak thought for a moment. "I will give you half the fallen star for those six plants plus another six the next time you come."

"Done!" agreed Eöl. He eyed the great pitted chunk lying on the anvil and thought of black swords.