He has the best orf.

And she has the best lord of the Howling Mountain!

She does, it's true.

Walking into that snake's face was the best thing ever.

Yes. His orf makes such good decisions.

"So do you want to be my practice round for lifting oaths - the magic won't help me put together a spell unless I've got an idea of what I want to do and an example of what I want to do it to, and you've got some oaths I don't think you'd miss -"

I would love to be rid of whatever the fuck they are!

"Thought so." Kiss. "All right."

He picks up some power. He asks it how you erase an oath.

...erasing an oath is kind of costly, power-wise. He pulls enough power to build a permanent spell for doing it, because that's going to be more cost-effective in the long run than wrestling the hurricane for it every single time.

It takes six hours to build the spell, and then he wipes out Beka's oaths and kisses her again. "Love you. My Beka."

Aaaaaaaall yours!

Scoop-snuggle-kiss.

Hmm. He kind of wants to figure out how to duplicate the healing fountains too, give everybody healing water, but it's so convenient having orcs over there in Arda experiencing constant pain for him to pick up whenever he needs some. Maybe he'll duplicate the healing fountains after he figures out how to make his foundation spell self-sustaining.

They might not all want it. There's a lotta orcs and the grownup ones are used to it.

I guess. All right, I'll figure out the healing fountains, then.

Nuzzle.

Nuzzle. Endless cozy affection. Idle contemplation of magic.

Are you gonna de-oath the orcs and put in the healing fountains all at once?

"Mm, probably, why?"

Just wondering. You're gonna be this mysterious force that sweeps in and does a ton of unrelated shit and then fucks off!

Giggle. "Yep! I think I confused the fuck out of those ice-hiking Elves. A little bit on purpose but I feel like they probably won't mind too much all things considered."

Probably not!

(He once again smugly remembers the bunnies.)

She laughs.

"What can I say, I'm very proud of my bunnies."

Melkor would've hated them!

"Yep!"

So much better than just cratering the place.

He giggles. He remembers telling the person who asked him why he'd torn down the evil fortress and put in bunnies that it was because just killing Melkor didn't turn out to be quite satisfying enough. He giggles more.

"Wonder how those guys are doing. Maybe I'll look them up after I fix all the orcs."