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Eric swung around so fast that I clutched onto his chest to keep my balance. We faced where the creature lay and found that another person had emerged from the crevice. This newcomer was a short man of some four feet with a long fluffy mane of hair that trailed down his back. In his crouched position his dark brown beard brushed against the ground. He wore a pair of leather coveralls that matched the skirt on the troll, and under those was rough plain cloth covered in dust and other splotchy stains that I didn’t dare dwell on.
He set his hands on the troll’s side and flipped over the creature. The thing’s mouth flopped open and a stupid smile graced its lips. The short man studied him a moment before he glared up at us. “Whoever ya are, you’ll pay for this!”
Eric lifted an eye
