Well. Back from work then. A couple of sacks, the finest quality.
But Firefoot is right. We should have a plan of some sorts. I would compare this to a game of chess: even a rudimentary and clumsy plan is better than just moving randomly around.
Of course one can always roll a dice to decide, but thats kind of stupid. Has someone been overtly nice or overtly aggressive? Or non-existent, invisible? I would start on those premises.
Ayone here, who has lived in village where this kind of things have happened before? First time in this village, and I've lived here all my life.
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Upon the hearth the fire is red
Beneath the roof there is a bed;
But not yet weary are our feet...
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