Offer to pay.

Hilda digs out her bag of gold and prepare to hand the troll 1 gold, the toll as marked on the sign. The troll shakes her head and looks at Hilda with rage in her eyes.

"You're kidding right? You think a single coin is going to make up for all of this?"

Seeing that she wont be getting off the hook that easily, Hilda sighs.

"How much is this going to cost me?"

"Well, for starters, you broke the damn bridge. Wood aint cheap, especially when you're a troll and you can't go into a town without someone trying to burn you or kill you for your tusks."

She looks over at the remains of the bridge and then looks back at the knight

"And then there's the emotional damage too. Imagine you're minding your own business, trying to enjoy a nice breakfast when some jerk falls through your roof and causes you to spill your coffee all over your nice clean clothes, which you JUST GOT, by the way."

She's getting more and more agitated, and Hilda just wants to get this over with.

"How much?"

"All of your gold," The troll says coolly.

Hilda nearly falls over in shock.

I've got more than a thousand gold coins on me! The cost of rebuilding this couldn't be more than 30 gold at the most.

"This is highway robbery! There's no way -" The troll cuts her short.

"All of your gold, plus those nice boots you got on," she says, in a deadly serious tone.

Hilda sighs again.