[ Maglor deliberately breathes deep and relaxes, and the crackle of power that is the Song responding to it's minstrel fades back into the world around it, the tide going out ]

Hmph. [ He opinions what he thinks about houses picking people and then not letting them go ]

I do not know what ayakashi are, for they... you are not from my world, I think. But well met, Nue. I am Maglor