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Trolls dressed in no more than rags, and even more suprised at the garbled, vile insults they hurled at me. After they drove me from their shelter (imagine Trolls living in caves like beasts) I encountered a group of our old allies, the Humans. Upon sighting me, they drew weapons and charged. My surprise was equalled by theirs when I turned |
and ran, believing these to be bandits or raiders. It seems that a Troll who thinks of self preservation is alien to them. |