As you travel throughout the forest, you stumble across a troll- Unbeknownst to you; Creek. Tied to a tree, upsidedown, dangling feet from the forest floor. He stood a shadow of his former self. Open wounds, bruises, and cuts coated his body. His hair was a mess- filled with Twigs and leaves. He looked pathetic, dangling there. Not only that, but it seemed as if his cries for help were ignored. There was a Troll village not too far from here, and they clearly would've heard him. ... What had he done?