Heh, as tactics go it's fairly low on the cunning, but since this place is feeling a little stagnant, I figured I'd go for exposition over minimalism. Besides, I have this strange memory when I look at Jimmy... that perhaps an distant relative of mine got stranded in a village with him, two soul survivors, locked in a battle of wits against one remaining wolf, and accompanying that is a weird compulsion to headbutt walls and swallow my own tongue. Odd...
Jimmy.