There are birds in the trees, which whisper their words in the wind for those who will listen and heed their words. That is where my role is, as it has always been.

[Radagast said as he leaned down to pick up a small mouse which had simply stopped by to greet him. Wars will always be fought, but his duty has been to the living creatures who need his protection even here. That's whose side he's on.]

No doubt you have your part to play as well. [The wizard remarks, his gaze sharp as he turns to Fëanor once more.]