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Eafer Trolls

The Trolls of NeighCassier smiled as they undermined. They acted sweet and welcoming :but they were mean and rude and unkind. The evaluated situations with prowess and assortment and hust they made enemies of the dwarfingdores and smuggled there squashes and stuff. There women acted like witches there men were shy and mean they raided fields in the evening and at night they'd wear twigs to be unseen. Potatoes and zucchini were field sweets they'd take from the farmers fields. They help themselves to the smoked fishes that were smoked and cured on reels. When the witches of Worsten thristed for love and drink they dress as there lovers and rub there faces with garlic so they'd stink. They'd consort to make evenings where men would dance and sing. They corner potential lovers with potions and spells and things. One rubbed a toad on a trolls lips and asked him to kiss him beneath the wreath.later on in the evening when he was drunken and sleep they'd go on to the homestead and smuggle his hogs and sheep Toadwart he'd awaken and not remember a thing to find his livestock and treasures were taken he would think he was jinxed. To stay weary of the demons he'd tie Ruppler bark around a string to thew it in the yards of the witches to had lofted him with not ah thing.. Curses: curses he stand there yelling. While witches mused and laughed. Cooking up the grub acting whorish and fass. He promised he'd be redeemed and cursed them with a spell. Then he left them heartbroken. And went where Sorcers dwell.

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