[P] With frantic banter

A bead of sweat rolled down Digit's cheek. She wasn't sure how much longer she could keep up this chipper banter for. She wasn't even sure it would do any good, but what other options did she have? Have a panic attack? Don't rule out multitasking, she was sure she could fit that in somewhere.

"Look, I don't live here!" Digit insisted. She tried once again to slip an arm free from the troll's clutches. If she could just get a free hand, she could use prestidigitation to... something! "I just woke up lost in this forest! I thought there might be someone in here that could help, but it looked abandoned, so I just wanted to take shelter for now!"

The troll frowned. "So you're uh, admitting to breaking and entering then?"

"I didn't break anything!" Digit immediately retorted. The troll just turned his head and gave a deadpan look over to the broken window. "Th-that was like that when I got here!"

"Suuure... well, even so, that still amounts to trespassing."

Digit could feel the Catch 22 closing in around her throat. This was a popular bullying trick she'd experienced many times before. No matter what you said, the bullies would trap you in an impossible logic cage, all as a flimsy justification for the beating that they'd wanted to hand you from the start. Yes, this was all starting to feel rather familiar, right down to being in the grip of a much larger creature, but here there was one terrifying difference. As far as the eye could see, there was no authority around to stop this bully from going as far as he wanted. No one was coming to save her.

Her breath caught. Yup, here came that panic attack after all. "W-well, sure... but what about you?! I checked the whole area, there was no one around. So how do you just show up within seconds of me setting foot in the building?" If she'd had a free arm, she would have pointed at him accusingly. As it was, she had to settle for an accusatory look. "Let me guess. This place is actually just bait for your racket. You set up a hidden glyph that teleports you here automatically as soon as anyone steps inside, all so you can extort them! I'm right, aren't I?"

Maybe this really was all a test. Maybe this was the first question. She totally nailed it, right? Yeah, totally. This troll must be a secret professor. He'd let her go, compliment her on her application of magical knowledge, and then she could go home. Right? Right??

[P] I try to squirm out of the troll's grip.

[GM] Make a STRENGTH roll.

[P] 4 + 0 + 0 = 4

[GM] Yeah that does not succeed.

[P] Dang. Alright, I try and catch out his racket by accusing him of using a Glyph Of Warding with Teleport. Maybe he'll be so ashamed of breaking RAW, he'll let me go and slink away.