WWJ VIII ~ Things That Go "Quack" In The Night - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

Nogrod · 04-25-2006, 04:19 AM

Hello there fellow villagers!

I agree with the point of doing something reasonable on the first day.

One thing I've been thinking, is that we would be decent villagers, if we were to try and help the owl to begin with. The situation is a new one - and at least I, if I were a seer, would be more than happy to hear other peoples opinions about the tactics. Many heads see the problematic issues better than one. That would, then be, really building our first defences.

What worries me in this situation, is that we stand a very high risk of losing all the dreams, with no way to convince ourselves, whose post are worth looking really closely. Just think of the confusion, when we start to guess, on the basis of one's or other's post afterwards, whether their suspicions were owl-like or not! And then the wereducks plotting in the midst of that chaos...

04-25-2006, 04:19 AM	#14
Nogrod Flame of the Ainulindalë Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: Wearing rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves in a field behaving as the wind behaves Posts: 9,308	Hello there fellow villagers! I agree with the point of doing something reasonable on the first day. One thing I've been thinking, is that we would be decent villagers, if we were to try and help the owl to begin with. The situation is a new one - and at least I, if I were a seer, would be more than happy to hear other peoples opinions about the tactics. Many heads see the problematic issues better than one. That would, then be, really building our first defences. What worries me in this situation, is that we stand a very high risk of losing all the dreams, with no way to convince ourselves, whose post are worth looking really closely. Just think of the confusion, when we start to guess, on the basis of one's or other's post afterwards, whether their suspicions were owl-like or not! And then the wereducks plotting in the midst of that chaos... __________________ Upon the hearth the fire is red Beneath the roof there is a bed; But not yet weary are our feet...