Faridell

You dive forward and slip through the troll's legs just in time. (Thank god he's wearing that tatty old loincloth!). You smack your dagger into the trolls back and fork out his intestines like carving a turkey. The troll bellows a loud howl as several pointy crossbow bolts embed themselves into the trolls back. It has been defeated and it drops to the ground. You feel rather proud with yourself, as you are still a very young child to be able to take out a ten-foot tall troll. Then the memory of the crossbows comes back to you as a worryingly sharp scimitar is held up to your neck.
"What business do you have in these woods?" said a very powerful feminine voice.