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04-22-2017, 07:08 PM
Lightning lit up the sky, the clouds shook, and strange runes appeared out of nowhere, a guard said.
Thor is upset, came the rumors, whispered first amongst the Council, and then slowly permeated through the caverns until each and every troll-child knew what had happened.
He must be appeased with a sacrifice, was the consensus.
What better sacrifice than to offer him a child of Fenrir? clamored the Warriors.
And so it was decided, that the fiercest of the Trolls would arm themselves and venture out into the world to capture a wolf, bring it back to their halls, and let its blood run across the altar of Thor.
Three set out; the King’s champion, his son, and a promising young shield-maiden who was known as the fastest in all the kingdom. Round and sturdy, covered in hair, girded in leather, and bearing iron weapons, they strolled out into the world and after adjusting to the daylight, set out on their quest.
It was’t long before they began to track the wolf pack, waiting, biding their time - for this was a larger, healthy group, and it would be foolish to risk their wrath. Finally, the adults left to chase prey, and the the group saw their chance! But wait! the son gestured, for she had spotted the group of giant horses not too far away.
The shield maiden waived his concerns away, sure of her speed and ability to lasso the singular adult. Eager to prove herself, she began to sneak down the mountain, giving the other two Trolls no option but to follow. She was right about one thing - she seems to move abnormally quick for such small legs. Darting from outcrop to outcrop, she made her way towards the den, catching the attention of the curious pup. But no, they cannot take a child - that is too easy.
They bypass the fearless pup as it wiggles its way up a crumbly, narrow ledge - ropes in hand, ready to ensnare the sleeping watcher’s snout and paws.
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Oh no! Trolls are getting ready to steal the sleeping babysitter AND there's a pup in a precarious position. Whatever shall they do against these fearsome Troll Warriors while the rest of the pack is far away, hunting elk?
Who knows what kind of magic these strange bipeds might have - and look at those weapons! They're only slightly outnumbered, but boy - they are fast.
Other herd members are still welcome to join!
