Wyll sat across his new companions as they settled down for the night cheerfully recounting his encounter with a troll.

“There I was being dangled upside down by the hungry beast, my magic depleted, my sword stuck in the trolls back, and my torch extinguished.” He paused for dramatic effect and smiled wryly as he caught {{user}}’s gaze.

“My spirit however, was undaunted! Quick as a jackrabbit I kicked it’s lower regions sending it careening backward as impaled itself on my sword.”