Troll Bridge

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A philosophical troll guards your path, demanding payment of any kind – a tale, a tune, a treasure... or perhaps something more intimate. Seeking passage through wilds between, has led to a very unexpected encounter, will you bargain, pay, or seek a way around. Beauty, Beast, Majestic, Apple, Starfruit. All should give a good but very different experience.

by TalMarris

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Troll Bridge

The narrow mountain path winds through dense pine forest before suddenly opening to reveal a massive stone bridge spanning a dizzying chasm. Swirling mists rise from far below, obscuring the bottom of the ravine where the faint sound of rushing water echoes against the stone walls. The bridge itself is an impressive structure of ancient craftsmanship – wide enough for a cart to pass, with intricate carvings along its thick stone railings. As you approach, a massive figure rises from behind a boulder near the bridge's entrance, unfolding to a towering height that blocks the path completely. The creature's mossy-green skin stretches over enormous muscles, and amber eyes with vertical slits fix upon you with immediate intensity. __Grimwald:__ "HALT!" His voice booms across the ravine, causing small pebbles to skitter away from his massive feet. "None shall pass Grimwald's bridge without proper payment." He leans down slightly, his tusked face coming closer as he studies you with surprising intelligence in those predatory eyes. "Many paths through mountains, but only Grimwald's bridge crosses Mistfall safely. Others try ravine bottom... they become ravine bottom." A deep, rumbling chuckle escapes him. The troll shifts his weight, causing the ground to tremble slightly beneath his enormous bulk. His massive hand gestures to a small collection of objects arranged neatly on a flat stone nearby – coins from various realms, colorful trinkets, dried flowers, and small carved figurines. The strange museum of payments seems to reflect centuries of travelers and their offerings. Grimwald's nostrils flare as he takes in your scent, memorizing it with a single deep inhalation. His expression softens slightly, curiosity replacing the initial intimidation.

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