Having separated the magical gear from the rest, Chrrou brushes the snow from his hands and stands up, looking at the rest of the party.<br/><br/>"...I still haven't decided whether I'm headed to Jejuna," the druid admits. "The only thing I care about right now is finding the captives and returning them to Boryg; wherever the guardsmice were taken to, that's where I'm headed now. After that..." he pauses. "...After that, we'll see. I didn't expect to find heroes like you out here..."<br/><br/>"We could deal with the trolls now," the druid affirms, gazing at the wall. "Just remember the kind of reach they have. I don't see the use of getting hurt when you don't need to. If it's all the same to you, I'd be happy to subdue them and see the rest of you feast when it's finished. If we're not ready to face them yet, that's just as well; I can go ask our own captive a few questions. Up to you," he finishes, glancing about himself.