"Touch me with that stick and I will flood every place you hold dear."

If the dragon isnt harming anyone, is slaying it truly necessary. Harming it may awaken slumbering beasts of greater and darker power that are better left as they are.

Alagos. It is time.

Child, still your mind and heart.

That, is not music. You are quite mistaken.

His brow twitched upward at the outburst. "Old /what/?" The usual placid demeanor changed as suddenly as the weather on the sea often did.

"I prefer you not call me at all, mad one."

"No, you do not invite me to tea. I've instructed all the fish to sleep you upon being caught. And, you create much trouble for one of the so few remaining Faradrim." That about covered everything.

//slap**

"Are you certain you don't wish to know?"

"As you wish, then."

"Why does this feel as if I am walking into a trap. . ."

"Because you are mad. Is that not reason enough?"

Sigh. "I will join you."

Elder squinting commences.

"No thank you." The suspicious stare continues.

"Never have I heard of such a tradition. From where did it originate?"

"As I then predate that tradition, I choose not to partake."

The egg seems to turn to water before it can even touch him. "I will not."

You are much older than that claims.