Darrken had just finished eating, when he heard a low rumble in the trees in front of him. He stood up and listened more intently. It sounded like a large animal stomping through the woods. The only animals he knew that didn't care about making itself known were bears and other predators. Darrken smiled to himself. He always loved a good fight. As he readied himself the noise got closer. It was getting louder and his anticipation was growing. Then, out trudged a troll. Darrken relaxed a little and eyed it quizzically. It was busy muttering to itself to see it. It plodded past him right to the water's edge. He watched as it attempted to catch fish.

His eleven side warned Darrken that trolls were dangerous and not to be trusted. While his demon side told him to kill and loot the creature. His eleven side piped up that trolls rarely had any treasure on them. To which his demon side gave his eleven side the middle finger. Darrken shook his head and decided to play it safe: "Hey there...you." He called out. "How's the fishing?"