The prince laughs heartily at Caiaphas' humility. "Please, take a seat," he says, returning to his own seat, overlooking the map. "Yes, the creature calls itself... well, the<em>troll</em>word for what it calls itself is damn near unpronounceable unless you fill your mouth with gravel, but it roughly translates to 'Skullcrusher'. And I can say I'm glad you're here."<br/><br/>He gestures to the map. "Here's the cities still untouched... and here's the ones that have already been looted and pillaged. We're on our way here," he says, gesturing to a large, open area, between two towns. "If They're as predictable as trolls usually are, they should pass right through here. If we can fortify this position, we can either force them to attack us, or harass them until they either break, or have to fight us. That's the plan, anyway."