“Trolls... me hates 'em all! <Harkor spits.>
I once got meself captured by a band o' tha beasts... came this close ta gettin' me head shrunk!
Me friends tell me to just move on and put it all behind me, but that just ain't sittin' right.
Wanna know what would make me feel better, hero? Seein' a pile of their corpses so high it blots out the sun! I've got good gold to spend if ya can make that happen.”
