Arthur leaned in, the scent of the cedar robes swirling around him. "I'm a protector of the wild things," he winked. "And today, that includes balloons."
As he pulled out the felted wool robes—heavy, moss-colored, and intentionally frayed—a single dried oak leaf fluttered out of the hood. The hat was the crowning glory: a crooked, towering cone of weathered felt with a hidden pocket specifically designed to hold a (hopefully cooperative) prop bird. radagast costume buy
He didn't win the "Best Technical Build" at the contest—that went to a guy in a LED-lit Iron Man suit—but Arthur didn't mind. He spent the evening sitting on a stump near the edge of the woods, feeling more at home in his synthetic moss than he ever had in a suit and tie. Arthur leaned in, the scent of the cedar