Somewhere off to my left, a little voice chirped: The…
““Somewhere off to my left, a little voice chirped: The redhead is smart. We can help. In a nearby tree sat a murder of crows. (That's what you call a group of them. You learn useless facts like that in Valhalla.) "Uh, guys," I told my friends, "those crows claim they can help." Claim? squawked another crow. You don't trust us? Send your two friends back to the ship with the mead. We'll give you a hand here. All we ask for in return is something shiny. Anything will do. I related this to my friends. I looked at the crows. "Okay, guys, what's the plan?" Plan? cawed the nearest crow. We just said we'd help. We don't have a plan, per se. Stupid misleading crows. Also, what kind of bird uses the term per se ? Since I didn't have time to murder the entire murder, I contemplated my limited options.””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
The narrator encounters mischievous crows offering help for a shiny reward, highlighting absurd bargains and the absurdity of trust in dubious allies.
In simple terms: Crows promise help for shiny things, showing odd trades and trust issues.
Beware of offers that seem too easy or strange.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- adventure
- team decision
- resource gathering
- risk assessment
- storytelling
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- What would you accept for a shiny reward?
- How do you evaluate the credibility of an offer?
Reliance on unreliable help can backfire.