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THE
GOSSIPER
BIRD
("TELL-TALE",
"BABBLER") |
The
Gossiper is a medium-sized forest bird of green plumage, whose large orange beak
protrudes like a broad, slightly curved and pointed dagger from its small head.
Its name derives from the peculiar way in which it constructs its mating song.
The way for the female to attract a male is to make up a composition from
selected imitations of other creature’s voices. In many cases, a female
Gossiper’s song will be composed of the chirpings of other types of bird, the
snorts of wild hogs, and the playful yelping of young foxes
– whatever the particular Gossiper has heard recently, and whatever she judges
to be particularly attractive to a male.
In forests that are frequented by humans,
however, the Gossiper’s song becomes more bizarre, as it uses its baffling
ability to mimic human voices. Many a
woodchopper was moved to lay down his axe and run into a thicket in search of
the owner of a mellifluous singing voice – only to find that it was not a fair
maiden, but a Gossiper for whom he tore his breeches in the brambles. And many a
fair maiden has fled in panic from what she believed to be a lecherous
woodchopper with an extensive vocabulary of swearwords. May the gentle reader
note that only female Gossipers sing in this way; as far as we know, the males
rarely make any noise at all.
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There are two variants of Gossiper, which are distinguishable by the colour of a stripe on their otherwise sognastheen green head plumage: a Sarvonian species (korwyn gold stripe), and a R’unorian one (aeruillin red stripe). The Gossiper is also known by the following names: "Tell-tale", "Impostor Bird". "Lurebird", "Charlatan Daggerbeak", "Mute Daggerbeak", "Babbler", "Babbling Foreigner". The Injerin Elves of the Shaded Forest call this bird mel'vévan ("Deceitful Bird"), in Nybelmarian Styrásh, it is known as the soór'vévan ("Talking Bird"). The Gossiper bears no relation to the psitta, or chatterbird.
Appearance.
A wanderer through the
Shaded Forest,
or the forests of
R’unor,
may see the Gossiper sitting perfectly still on a tree branch, often at about a
height of 2-4 peds, looking
inquisitively at the passer-by with one eye, while its head is turned to one
side. The Gossiper is not easily perturbed, and it is possible to approach and
observe it more closely.
If you do that, you will see that the Gossiper has a stocky body of about one
fore in length from the top of the head to the end of the longest tail feather.
The plumage is sognastheen green
throughout, except for a thin streak of
aeruillin red
(in the
R’unorian
variety) or
korwyn gold
(in the
Shaded Forest)
that reaches backwards from the eyes to the neck on both sides of the head. The
belly feathers are short and typically slightly ruffled, giving the Gossiper a
somewhat ragged appearance.
Its beak is the Gossiper’s most prominent feature, being bright sor’inyt orange
and rather large for its body-size. This beak is about one
palmspan in length and
resembles a broad dagger that curves gently downward before ending in a sharp,
slightly upward-bending point.
The Gossiper maintains its perch with the help of four strong claws on each foot
– three claws pointing forward, and one, the spur claw, pointing backward. These
give the foot a good grip on the branch. The bird’s short legs are covered by a
cinnabrown, wrinkly skin.
They are not fit for other than an ungainly gait, were the Gossiper ever to find
itself on the ground, which is a rare occurrence. Usually, the bird moves along
sideways on a branch with slow, deliberate steps – unless, of course, it is
spreading its wings to fly and change branches.
Male and female look exactly the same. The way to distinguish them is by their
behaviour, and particularly by their song (see below).
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Special Abilities.
Both male and female Gossipers have a supreme sense of hearing. In addition, the
females distinguish themselves from the males, and indeed from all other known
types of bird, by their ability to mimic the voices of almost all beings that
inhabit its forest, as well as other noises of its habitat. A female Gossiper
may tweet, croak or cry in the manner of any other bird in its forest; it may
also hiss like a snake, creak like an old tree in the wind, and stir panic among
its Kuato neighbours by faithfully reproducing their warning whistles. The
Gossiper’s impersonations are so close to their originals that they fool even
the impersonated: when the Gossiper howls, the wolves of the forest may well
join in, thinking that one of their kind has started the music.
Most uncannily, the female Gossiper is also able to mimic the language of
intelligent beings: it may repeat single words, short phrases or even whole
conversations that it has overheard. In doing so, it imitates individual voices
so convincingly that a listener could easily distinguish different interlocutors
of a dialogue.
The male Gossiper, in contrast, hardly ever emits any noise at all, but appears
to sit stoically and munch beetles most of its lifetime. The mistaken belief,
held in Vermoth province near the Shaded Forest, that the ‘gossiping’ and the
‘silent’ bird are two different species, has given rise to the Gossiper’s Mynian
names “Charlatan Daggerbeak” and “Mute Daggerbeak”.
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Territory.
As indicated above, there are in fact two varieties of Gossiper. The
aeruillin red-streaked
species lives in the Forest of Souls and other woods of the
R’unorian islands. There this bird is known by
the names of "Gossiper", "Tell-tale", and "Impostor Bird". The kind with the
korwyn gold streak resides solely in the Shaded Forest (in the southern part of
Northern Sarvonia, on the edge of the Mynian Kingdom). The humans living in
proximity to this forest call this bird the "Lurebird", "Charlatan Daggerbeak",
or "Mute Daggerbeak".
Both Gossiper species migrate in the late autumn to spend the winter in the
warmer climate of continental Nybelmar.
They leave their summer quarters late in the month of
Passing Clouds, and return early
in the month of Awakening Winds.
Should you ever see a gold-streaked Gossiper in
R’unor, or indeed any Gossiper on the Crimson Isles, you can tell that it
must be late autumn, or else that spring is not far: for the bird you see is
almost certainly just having a rest on its twice-yearly journey, either going to
Nybelmar, or coming from there.
Female Gossipers seem to use the winter mostly for practicing the sounds they
picked up in their summer quarters, and rarely work noises from continental
Nybelmar into their repertoires. As their
songs appear outlandish in their winter quarters’ soundscape, the Gossipers are
known here as the Babblers, or the Babbling Foreigners.
Although rarely caught, female Gossipers have been known to survive in
captivity. As they derive stimulation from the sounds around them, they don’t
need much to keep them happy except small insects to feed on, and water. Male
Gossipers, on the other hand, have invariably died in their cages. Deprived of
the chance to build a nest in preparation for the mating season, they appear to
have perished of despondency. In any case, a male Gossiper would be a
disappointingly taciturn cage bird, albeit a picturesque one. A female, on the
other hand, would certainly entertain her owners – and quite possibly exasperate
them.
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Habitat/Behaviour.
If you heard a female Gossiper without seeing her, you might not know it, but
would rather think you were listening to whatever animal or intelligent being
the Gossiper was imitating at the time. If you stayed around and listened more
closely, however, you may be able to tell, by the quick succession of different
creatures’ voices coming from the same place, that things are not what they
appear to be. How would it be possible that a hog is snorting contentedly while
a bear is audibly belching in the vicinity? How would the shy
fox tolerate the proximity of a company of drunken hunters, and even give
itself away by its yelps? Such are the signs to listen out for if you want to
catch sight of a singing Gossiper.
For it is not easy to do so. The female Gossiper spends much of her day
listening to the noises around her, and if she notices the presence of
humans or other two-legged passers-by, she may
be inclined to keep still – just in case these intriguing strangers may emit
some noises useful to her in her song.
Once she has absorbed a sufficient number of voices and fragments suitable for
her composition, the female Gossiper will start singing. Researchers believe
that her daily song is in essence a preparation for her all-important
performance in the mating season (see below). It is possible that she needs the
daily practice to memorize the wide variety of noises that will eventually make
up her mating song.
As described above, the Gossiper’s song may consist entirely of forest noises –
including the odd snippet picked up during the winter stay in continental
Nybelmar – or may incorporate the unique
voices of individual humans, depending on the specific environment of the
individual. A particularly bizarre – and dramatic! – Gossiper’s song was
recorded by Shabakuk Zeborius Anfang in the
Shaded Forest. This forest was
regularly frequented by humans from Vermoth,
and had recently been the site of a devious murder. The song is recorded to have
run as follows:
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“Culoo, culoo! Lay the damn axe down, Rugfur. Oh, the sun is so bright today. Woof, woof! [Then an old hag singing:] Where is my lovely, where is my lovely, where is my lovely, oh won’t you say? Over the mountain, over the mountain, over the mountain, she’s flown away. Tchirileep, Tchirileep. [Kissing noises, then a young male voice:] Not here, Esmeralda, what if someone’s coming? [Female voice:] Come on, you frightened fuzzle, don’t be so coy. What have you got opposable thumbs for if not to unbutton that button? [Giggling from the male voice, then the sound of an axe hacking into a tree:] Thud! [Then the old hag again:] Whence is she flying, whence is she flying, whence is she flying, my little dove? Into the temple, into the temple, into the temple to wed her new love. Ahwoooooo! [Whispering male voice:] You sneak right, I left. When he sees you and turns, I jump on his back and cut his pretty throat. Culoo, culoo! [Singing again, a child’s voice:] Have you ever put a Brownie in your soup? Have you ever heard him cry and wail and poop? You should try his little toes, Nell! Don’t forget to chew the nose well! Have you ever put a Brownie in your soup? Aargh! [the last being a gurgling cry, as of someone who is having his throat cut] Tchirileep, Tchirileep!” |
The
Gossiper that performed this extraordinary collage was caught, and later
repeated more or less the same song, on which occasion it was recorded. Among
the judges of Vermoth there was some debate on whether the captured bird could
be summoned as a witness in court – namely in the trial against two men who were
suspected of having committed the said murder. The persecution alleged that one
of the suspects’ voices sounded rather similar to the frightful whispering
towards the end of the Gossiper's song recorded here. However, the trial never
took place, because a violent mob of citizens, convinced by the avian evidence,
stormed the prison where the two suspects were held, and killed them.
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Diet.
Its magnificent beak enables the Gossiper to dig out, pierce and devour the
small creatures that hide within and underneath the bark of trees, such as
quillý’efér and their eggs, caterpillars of the
lu’an moth or the
red diamond butterfly, as well as
myrmex and luck bug
grubs. Gossipers are not particularly nimble in flight, and rarely catch insects
in the air, but they may snatch up a stray
groshmite or, in
Nybelmar, a needlefly. Neither is it beyond
them to peck at travelling orms or even the odd young
woolly cob. Occasionally, Gossipers will also eat
fruit or berries, such as
meldarapples or vinterberries.
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Mating.
In early spring the female Gossipers look for a mate. They will perch on a
prominent high branch and begin their performance, composed out of the sounds
they have collected over the past year. The more varied and beautiful the
concert, the greater the number of males that will be attracted by it, and thus
the larger the pool of suitors from which the female may take her pick. The
criteria for her choice are not known. The interested males gather around her on
branches of the same tree, and the female simply flies toward one of the males
and takes a seat next to him. After a brief interlude of billing and cooing, the
pair fly off to the nest that the male prepared while his new mate was
practicing her song. They will produce between six and eight eggs, and feed
their young until they are able to fly. In the late summer, the couple separate,
and the cycle begins again.
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Usages.
Gossipers are feared by many simple folk as malicious intelligent beings, as
spies, or as simply too truthful to have around. Nonetheless, Gossipers are
sometimes caught and put to a variety of uses. The mimicking ability of the
female Gossiper has inspired a number of attempts to harness it for human
purposes – not necessarily honourable ones, we might add. However, the
employment of Gossipers as spies, messengers, or fake magical attractions has
proved tricky. There are two reasons for this: Firstly, people have found it
difficult to make the Gossiper repeat exactly those sounds they want it to
repeat. Thus, the use of the birds as messengers failed because instead of the
clearly spoken message, the birds decided instead to make a song out of a
creaking door, or the laugh of a child. Secondly, even if the bird has included
a given message into its repertoire, attempts to make the bird repeat exactly
the desired piece of information at the desired time have proved elusive. It is
simply not predictable what parts of her repertoire the female Gossiper chooses
to practice at a given moment.
However, your chronicler has heard of the following, albeit isolated cases where
people have made use of the Gossiper’s abilities. One case was a hermit who
lived in a cave, isolated from all human abode, and owned a female Gossiper for
companionship, or a substitute thereof. This Gossiper was known to perch in her
cage in front of her master’s abode, and to greet every visitor from afar with
the cry: “Hey, here’s someone who’s got the nose of a
blackhog and the behind of
a baneg! Hide the Artwine and get the
svaq out, your inebriate
grandmother is coming.” This hermit was rather successful in preserving the
solitude he preferred.
We have also heard of an innkeeper in Marcogg,
who had acquired a female Gossiper from a travelling merchant, and who kept her
in his tavern during the evening, when it was busiest. The bird cage was placed
in the middle of the room, so that the bird could hear talk that was intended
solely for the ears of the patrons sitting around a particular table. Given the
plentiful supply of interesting noises, the Gossiper would remain quiet while in
the tavern. Most guests were ignorant about the Gossiper’s abilities and did not
suspect that the purpose of the exotic dagger-beaked bird was any other than
ornamental. After the tavern was closed, the innkeeper would take his Gossiper
to his private chambers and listen to her song of the day, which was usually
made up out of snippets from the conversation of his guests. It was said that
the innkeeper had a reputation for being a fine judge of his fellow citizens’
character.
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Myth/Lore.
Superstition has it that Gossipers are intelligent beings and use language like
humans do. We have heard simple folk express the belief that Gossipers mock
humans by repeating their foolish talk back to
them, or that they hide among the foliage trying to overhear a person’s secrets,
in order to then blurt them out at a moment most opportune to the Gossiper, and
most inopportune to the person in question. There are even tales that Gossipers
are spies sent out by forest spirits to learn the intentions of men and women.
The most far-fetched of the many legends about the Gossiper, however, must
surely be that Gossipers are immortal, that they know all tongues, including
those not spoken anywhere by humans anymore, and that their songs record the
voices and sayings of heroes and heroines who have long since died and have
themselves entered the misty realm of myth. Folk beliefs notwithstanding, all
respectable researchers agree that the female Gossiper understands as little of
human conversation as any other animal, but
that she is attracted by the complexity and variedness of
human language, because they make for what she
judges to be catching melodies.
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