Sannoth took the opening chance, cutting the troll's arm starting right at the elbow, slashing off that part with her sharp claws to leave the rest. The creature howls in agony and pain going backward while the hand hangs from the battle axe still keeping hold as the blood drips from the clean cut.
"Well, then Sannoth a nice clean cut." Xalroz gives her credit as that part of the arm was removed to fall on the ground before him.
"All, but nothing for the best for you my lord," Sannoth says bowing to him as he was fixing the weapon into his hand now.
Such a large weapon that is used by a troll wouldn't be easy for another being that doesn't share the same size or strength to be able to have a hold on their weapon.
Xalroz shows no difficulty in keeping hold of the large battle ax and swings it around to get used to the weapon for the moment with one hand.
The troll at the moment had its other only hand covering over the bleeding arm wound."You bitch… I will make you pay…. For taking my arm like that."
Even with the loss of one arm, this troll was willing to go on fighting. More so when what was done to him let out a roar charging forward in a fit of rage.
The target of course is Sannoth yet she doesn't act any further than what was ordered by Xalroz to do. He steps in without needing to move a step and just has to throw the weapon in his hand.
As the battle-axe was flying at a high speed flying its way right into the troll's face digging into the skull where closely the head would have come to be split open. "Well, it seems I should have put more power in my throws, or that I'm still lacking in that, or that Ax would have opened the skull."
That troll's whole body slowly falls back to the ground as the blood pours out creating a pool of it around the body. The other troll in shock couldn't come to accept what had happened to his comrade, who had been slain by an elf who didn't put up much of a fight.
Xalroz takes steps towards this troll and soon the two come to be at close range with each other."I believe you are to guide us to your village now is that right troll."
The troll looks at him then at the dead troll on the ground for a second till letting his hammer fall to the ground and the creature itself gets down on its knees cutting down the height difference and bowing his head to Xalroz.
Sannoth has a wide smile on her face witnessing this as her lord brought down a troll to its knees without having to break him.
"I will take you to our village."
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[Settlement marketplace]
Grima didn't think to be seeing this person come to her aid being it is the son of the man who the girl's father set a match with.
"What business of you to make your way into our friendly chat here," Ketil says, acting calmly but letting this random stranger get the knowing feeling he is unwelcome.
"Shouldn't be talking to me that way unless you want to get into a fight and trust me I'm quite a good fighter," he says with a smile on his face confident about it.
"I don't think that can work when there are 3 against one." Ketil looked to be ready for a fight, but one of his grabbed his attention.
"Ketil you don't want to fight with this guy that Gris, he the son of Guthhere and not a person you want to get mixed up with." that one says in a low voice for only him to hear being the person who knows this.
"And it's not like I'm supposed to care what he is or his father for that matter," Ketil said.
"Yeah, but trust me on this Gris knows how to fight to be skilled at it and that if his father gets word of this from anyone at this market, the man is sure to come after us no matter what."
Ketil starts to consider the matter of this situation by listening to his friend's words."What matters isn't you or your friends here going to try and attack me." Gris says looking forward to it.
"No, I don't think I would want to waste my time with you. My friends and I have better things to do." Ketil starts to leave as do the two other young men that have been with him.
He is leaving now only to plan for the next time they come to cross paths again." Well, I wanted to fight. I didn't think that he would just leave and that hurt my feelings a little."
"You didn't have to do that, I was handling the situation all on my own," Grima said while getting back into her shopping at the market.
"I don't doubt it, but as my future wife what kind of husband would I be to not lend a hand." Gris follows her.
"We are not going to be husband and wife, our fathers are no longer in agreement with it and I'm fine with it," she says in a way to let this person know that she wasn't interested in the first place.
Gris seems to be not bothered by it still following the girls as she comes to stop at a different stand."Come now you have yet to give me the chance of getting to know me should we not do that to get our fathers to reconsider our matchmaking if able to get the two old men to talk it over."
Grima didn't talk back, giving him the cold silence to be her way of making Gris leave her alone. He can tell but still stays not looking to go away anytime soon.
"Alright, you are giving me silence which is unfair since I have done nothing wrong to gain it." Gris moves himself to Stand beside her at the same stand.
"I'm sorry, but doing this is my way to let you know that I have no interest in you. Do you prefer that I speak in harsh words to make it even clearer?"