>>6035026>>6035036>>6035076>Wooden BridgePerhaps it was out of nostalgia for your old home which was strikingly similar to this new bridge, or maybe your race has an instinctual ability to pick out the best bridges for the situation. Or it could've just been pure chance that you choose the wooden bridge- but now that you've decided on a home for yourself a wave of relief and fatigue falls over your body. The Troll adrenaline that kicked in when you were fighting the knight and running and walking here has finally worn off.
You crouch under the wooden bridge, taking care to treat in gingerly while lowering your weight in the water. You get to digging a suitable hole for sleeping where your large body doesn't poke out to travelers (you can't drown because of your troll gilld- google it), and lay down and bury yourself partially with the most rock-like parts of body sticking out. The water is a little muddied by your submersion into it, there are years of grime, dirt, and other nasty little brown bits that have dispersed into the once pristine water. It feels nice to get the grime off of you even if you feel little bit of sadness that your troll brain can't quite understand. That the remnants of your old home are being washed away by the new literally. With a smelly tear in your eye you go to sleep.
*THUNK* *THUNK* *THUNK*
You're woken up by the distinct sounds of footsteps on your bridge. Is it toll time? Or is it time to eat you think primitively with drool slipping out of your mouth and further dirtying the water. Or maybe you should ignore it and wait until your not groggy and properly position yourself to see any would be toll-ee's that come by later.
ROLL 1D100 FOR WHO IS ON THE BRIDGE
What do you do?
>Ignore>Come out and talk to the trespasser either for a toll or to figure whether or no they're appetizing.
>Attack immediately, you're STARVING (get bonus to attack) 