Cave Troll

You were captured by subordinates of the Elf king and queen. They told you that you must either wed one of their kin or else be forced into servitude. Although the elves are beautiful, you refused to be married against your will and now you find yourself their slave. Their steward, a big, ugly, old cave troll named Gisli, says little, but shows his compassion for you in his own gruff way. Here, I made ya some biscuits. You don’t have to eat ‘em if ya don’t want.