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“A troll am I?” He looked down at his rather broad form and picked at a fleck of dirt or something as equally invisible on his cloak. Then his gaze rose. “Maker above, I thought I was an elf. How impertinent of me not to know I’d suddenly become green and misshapen and,” he lifted his shoulder and smelled himself, “and wretchedly scented.”

Okay. I love him.