[It is, it must be said, pretty cold to be living in an outdoor camp. Even for a troll. He has a good fire burning, but still.]
[Currently, he is sitting beside that fire, sharpening his sword, partly for maintenance and mostly to keep himself moving. He looks up at her approach, and there is a hint of a smile on his tusked face. He had not expected to see her here.]
[Setting his sword and whetstone aside, he stands to greet her.]
It would be a shame to build so much of a camp, and leave it for no reason.
Will you not come closer to the fire? It is cold, tonight.
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Date: 2022-12-16 04:28 am (UTC)[Currently, he is sitting beside that fire, sharpening his sword, partly for maintenance and mostly to keep himself moving. He looks up at her approach, and there is a hint of a smile on his tusked face. He had not expected to see her here.]
[Setting his sword and whetstone aside, he stands to greet her.]
It would be a shame to build so much of a camp, and leave it for no reason.
Will you not come closer to the fire? It is cold, tonight.