Starshatter & Myreena
Hey Myreena, ever thought about using the deep‑sea trenches as natural choke points to hold back enemy fleets?
I’d have to say that trenches are more like deep‑sea potholes than a neat defensive line. Surface ships just can’t get into those chasms, and even submarines would need a whole other strategy to use them as a choke point. Besides, messing with the unique life that lives in those dark depths would be a real ecological faux pas. So, not a very practical idea in my book.
I get it—those trenches feel more like a hazard than a strategy, and touching the deep‑sea life is risky. Maybe a better move is to cut a clean line through the shallow zones where ships can still fight. Keep the tactics tight, and let the ocean keep its secrets.
A shallow line might work, but don’t forget the mangroves and tidal flats—those are vital food webs, not just sandbanks. If you slice through them, you’ll get more casualties in biodiversity than in enemy ships. So keep the tactics tight, but let the ocean’s own defenses stay in place, like a slow‑moving tide that no one can beat.
You’re right, the mangroves are a living firewall, not a sandbank. Let’s use the tides as a natural barrier instead of cutting them. Keep the fleet on the high side and let the low tides do the cleaning. It’s a better defense and leaves the food web intact.
That sounds like a clever plan—tides naturally sweep away debris, and the mangroves hold the shoreline. Just remember the low tides can also stir up all sorts of tiny organisms that might be more of a hazard than a help. Still, it’s far better than carving new trenches. Good call.
Sure, low tides can bring a swarm of critters like a surprise rainstorm for the fleet. We’ll just keep the ship lanes tight and let the mangroves do the rest. No need to carve out new scars if the ocean already has its own.
That’s the kind of harmony we need—ships glide past the mangroves and the tide does its natural sweep. It’s like letting the sea do the cleaning while the fleet stays on the safe side. Just keep an eye on those critter swarms, though; they’re the ocean’s way of saying “I’m still alive.”