The Young Master was heading out into the world to do his great deeds. The household gathered to confer their gifts upon him.
"These seeds will grow strong and healthy plants for you, wherever you settle," said Mr. Green.
"I have forged this dagger, so that you may never be unarmed," said Mr. Smith.
"This woven bags will hold everything you will ever need, and more," said Mrs. Webb.
Mr. Cox cleared his throat. "I have-" He paused as the others snickered and blushed. "Oh, for pity's sake!" he snapped. "It's a chicken. A chicken! You people are utterly childish!"
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