[Folwren]

Woah. Holbytlass. . .careful. I'm not a 'furrier'. I don't kill animals during the day. My job is to protect the horses from getting lame, and to create beautiful things out of iron and steel.

As for my tardiness in beginning to talk, I really apologize. . .that's how it will be daily, I'm afraid. Early morning is the best time to work, and the best time to think.

But I have thought and pondered the words said, and come to very little revelation of any sort. The wolves left us nothing to follow in their murder of Alcarillo. His death is bitter and unlooked for.

I think. . .I think that it would be foolish to fight over the politicial arguments at such time, Saucepan and Rune. Lives, and not Money, are on the line. Be that as it may, it would be equally foolish for we villagers who are not in the middle of such arguments to leap on people like Saucepan Man for lashing out at his adversaries in this topic of Union and whatnot.

You must understand, all this talk that is flying around can really reveal very little until another day has passed. No one knows anything, except the Wolves, and maybe the Seer (but even he will only know of one person). Forms of likes and dislikes shouldn't necessarily be made so soon, if one can help it, and accusations should be carefully thought out and wrought up. Speaking as a blacksmith and metal worker, one can not expect to change the form of iron when it is not fully heated. All you'll manage to do is get a shower of sparks into your face and hardly a dent in your metal, regardless of the strength of your hammer stroke.

-- Jack