Troll lair

[Wiseman]

Looking around Seriand tried to see if there was sufficient dead timber that they could start a fire and smoke the trolls out into the sunlight...

"If we gather enough wood we can start a large enough fire that they will be forced out of the cave or die of suffocation." The elven scout says as he runs back to his party and speaks his simple idea.

[Palandil]

With a grin Fengel pipes in, "Though I agree your kin are quite the stubborn kind, it is their kin that need the aid.  We have at least gained some respect from Dwolin, and if Durgil had any luck at the gate they will hear us."  He turns to Dirnhael and states, "I will ride to get help."  He only hesitates for a second for a response from Dirnhael.  Then begins to sprint back down the trail as fast and as carefully as he can.

OOC: You type too fast Wiseman!