Appearing from the horizon, a man came stumbing to the city. Beaten by a familiar source, he fell to the ground as people rushed out to help him. "Cave trolls," he whispered to the first two people who helped him to his feet.
"Dangerous beasts to run into," said Galio, one of the men helping him to his feet. "Either you are lucky or they were stupider than normal cave trolls."
Fear washed across the people's faces as they saw the beaten and bloodied man taken to the inn. Galio and Zale helped the man into an available room and requested a healer to mend his wounds. Heavy wounds as they were, the healer was able to save the man. In thanks for saving him, the man offered his service to the city and its Jarl.
Jarl Hasenfert set a bounty on the cave troll and he requested to take care of it. Keen to see the deed done, no matter who did it, Elisif only told him to take Galio and Zale with him so that if anything happens, he won't be killed in vain. Lingual in his body motion, she could tell that he was ready to go.
Mead filled his belly before taking off, that way the cold wouldn't bother him as much. Nords can generally stand the cold well, but this year's weather has been colder. "Over this hill is the cave the troll is in. Prepare for battle."
Quick were they to get to the cave entrance. Right inside the cave was the troll, sleeping on the stone floor. Stealthily, they got next to the troll. Tearing the knife from it's holster, the man killed the troll, preventing it from even fighting back to preserve their safety.
Unified cheer welcomed them when they got back to the city. Very good mead was offered to them for their deed, which they happily accepted. With a cheer of their own, they took a drink of the mead. Xella, the barmaid, handed him, Galio, and Zale drinks on the house. Yellow mead with fine seasons, the barmaid's own concoction. Zale took a drink.
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