Chapter 67: Melsip Feathers

“Are you sure about that?” asked Casser trying to recall the feather bag that Mira-Wen had always kept with her. “I thought it was just some fashion accessory,” said Casser, rubbing his chin.

“Ha! What do you know about women’s fashion?” asked Remuel, raising an eyebrow.

“I don’t!” said Casser. “I’ve never been a woman before, but I do know someone who had become a fat woman for a time.” Casser laughed loudly.

“You got me there,” said Remuel, admitting defeat.

There was a pause before Casser spoke. “About Mira’s feather bag though, I don’t think those are melsip feathers. Melsip feathers are quite rare and are as rare as the magical birds themselves.”

“Yes, I know. The birds could turn themselves invisible at the first hint of danger and it would take powerful magic to be able to track them in the jungle,” said Remuel. “I haven’t really come across a lot of them, but I’ve seen one or two and I think that bag was covered with melsip feathers.”

Casser was quick to reply. “Nah! Melsip fea