The group descended deeper, down a widening passage, into the heart of the hillside. The ceiling of this cavern arches thirty feet overhead. A wagon with its wheels removed sits against the eastern wall, heaped with smelly furs, and a single barrel stands in the southwest corner. Against the northern wall, a crude throne carved from a giant tree stump sits atop a makeshift dais made of boulders, with a large bearskin spread on the floor before it.<br/><br/>Seated on the throne was an enormous, hulking troll - the biggest they had seen yet. And unlike the others, this one looked dangerously smart. Kneeling on the bearskin, a metal collar around her neck, was a curious sight; a dark-skinned woman, naked except for the collar and chain tying her to a nearby post, she was clearly tall, with long, pointed rabbit ears, poking out of her disheveled hair.<br/><br/>"Hunh? Borbas? Borbas, in<em>my</em>hold?!" the troll bellowed, in broken Common. "You come fight Hargulka? You come die!" he roared, as he rose to his feet, grabbing a wooden morningstar, that had been lying by his side, that looked to be a little too small for him - at least, until it grew to match his form!