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There is a hobgoblin in the Nexus. A smiling hobgoblin, carrying a basket quite full of flowers. He certainly looks trustworthy, don't you think?
"When days grow short and cold in winter's sleep,
then hearts grow restless, wanting warmth to keep.
So, bringing gifts, I come this eve to you,
with joy and merriment to see you through,
recalling Spring with flowers gay and bright.
Who here would like to share this small delight?"
((Inhaling the scent of Puck's flowers will cause a person to fall madly in love with the next person he or she sees for the space of a week (or however long you find most amusing). During that time, all previous loves are forgotten, and the one afflicted will have no thoughts but for his of her new beloved. The flowers will remain potent until they being to wilt, so feel free to take some to give to friends. It is, after all the season of giving.
ETA: Puck, being a sneaky and crafty fairy-type, has enchanted himself so that even if he is the first person someone sees after inhaling the flowers, no one will fall in love with him. It's hard to laugh at people while trying to fight off ardent suitors, after all.
ETA part deux: Mun must sleep; I shall reply on the morrow. Feel free to take a flower if you're feeling impatient. Back!))
"When days grow short and cold in winter's sleep,
then hearts grow restless, wanting warmth to keep.
So, bringing gifts, I come this eve to you,
with joy and merriment to see you through,
recalling Spring with flowers gay and bright.
Who here would like to share this small delight?"
((Inhaling the scent of Puck's flowers will cause a person to fall madly in love with the next person he or she sees for the space of a week (or however long you find most amusing). During that time, all previous loves are forgotten, and the one afflicted will have no thoughts but for his of her new beloved. The flowers will remain potent until they being to wilt, so feel free to take some to give to friends. It is, after all the season of giving.
ETA: Puck, being a sneaky and crafty fairy-type, has enchanted himself so that even if he is the first person someone sees after inhaling the flowers, no one will fall in love with him. It's hard to laugh at people while trying to fight off ardent suitors, after all.
ETA part deux: Mun must sleep; I shall reply on the morrow. Feel free to take a flower if you're feeling impatient. Back!))