The trolls

You hop on your horse and make your way towards the devastated lands. Before, you have battle, once or twice, with trolls, and you know they are pretty stupid. So it should be easy for you take back all their livestock.

You gallop along riding your horse, until you see a column of smoke. With silence, you step off of the horse, and stealthily you walk and hide behind the bushes. Before you could see anything, you know its the trolls, because of the terrible smell. The trolls are gathered in a circle. There are three of them, two males and one female. Their skin it’s blueish and their hair it’s all around the place, with Mohawks and weird hairstyles, and tusks, the male ones are bigger than the female’s.

You notice a small group of humans chained, all naked, all females. Although you don’t see the livestock, you are heading to the prisoners.

Once you get close to them, you put your finger in your lips. You let your sword out of its cover. But suddenly, one hand with three thick, strong fingers, catch your body and pick you up. The trolls aren’t super tall, but they are taller than you. You attempt to swing your sword, but with his other hand hits you and the sword falls to the ground.

-Another one.- He crackle.

You spit in his face, and he cleans it afterwards. He laughs and then faces you with savage eyes.

-Warrior? Tonight, will have fun.-

He lifts you up even more, and with **** throws you to the ground. You hit your head, and all begins to go black. You are ****.

You start to open your eyes in a different place.