Barrow-Down Dreams

[Oddwen]

I just woke up from a dream wherin Aganzir and I were walking down the street of an unidentified European town. I believe we were part of a larger moot, and returning from an outing in the Great Outdoors.

We walked back to skip spence and Pitchwife's apartment (aw, young love), where we were staying, when I spotted a familiar face in the crowd.

"Isn't that The Barrow Wight?" I asked of Aganzir.

"I don't know, it could be," she replied.

So we go up and introduce ourselves. The Wight brusquely admits he doesn't know us, but agrees to join the moot for dinner. He stomps up the stairs to the apartment, and then we hear this voice from above:

"The Barrow Wight requires a coffin, a gallon of lighter fluid, some sharp sticks and coal."

Aganzir and I panic because we don't know where to find any of these things, and then I wake up.

I hope The Wighty enjoyed his dinner.