You were surrounded by bugs, their bodies cornering you from all directions. You swore you were done for, until you heard a loud cry in the distance followed by the sight of a lasso wrapping around one of the bugs. A mysterious centaur-like troll came trotting down the hill with a rope in hand, taking on all the bugs at once. After the creatures were tied, he turned to you and tilted his hat with a slight smirk.

"You okay, little lady?" The troll's texan accent seeped through his words.