Diagonally eastward from Polaris, north of Juma and south of the undead kingdom, like two random rosh pits thrown on the map were the trolls.
Territorial as they were, trolls had little reason to go out of their dwellings. But unlike Orcs, they boasted enough intelligence to not make fucking trees out of the debris.
"Are you sure we should stay here?"
We had Chloe drive us over to this place. In the Cherokee, Chloe, Katie, and Cat sat together while Relafan, Ramus, Neo Mack 3 and I had stepped out.
"Yes," Relafan said. "Trolls are fast. Terrifyingly so. You'll have a good headstart so just turn away from here if one of them gets loose."
We honestly did not need such a big group, but keeping an eye out for unexpected situations was part of the task for handling enemies.
If anything happened while we were fighting the trolls, these people would handle it.
"And uh… I have to come along?"
Ramus asked.
"Pipo...?"
