"An older troll, such as the one which is sleep inside of the lake outside, He is as tall as four mountains, and more angry. Mustakrakish was not put to sleep with a weapon in hand. He destroyed with simple bare handed fury. Kisamkarja, the troll in the lake here, is old. Near as old as the Frost Giants, and was lulled into his eternal sleep with a long spear, which is what is used to take full barns and eat them. A very hungry, very destructive, very angry troll is he. Othnar would not dare to wake him, or he could take apart all of Suomi, Svenk, and Norge. Perhaps even the Ice Lands and parts we do not rule."
Othnar shook his head and scoffed. "Trolls. They are the vermin of Midgard, lucky for us that they are all at rest."