Dunfallon was first upon the scene of a vast slaughter. He hurried us forward with descriptions of the remains of a battle. Clearly the combatants were humans and trolls, judging by the bodies splayed open to the skies. With here and there an occasional wolf carcass.
There was no easy way around, as it spread in both directions as far as we could see.
We stopped to discuss whether to cross through the battlefield or not. It was a short discussion for we all agreed we needed to do so – if only to learn something more about the enemy.
Dunfallon led the way and kept a tally on the way. There were far and away more human bodies than trolls. So we concluded that the troll army had been the victors.
Yet gaining the other side which was the high ground we could not make out where, if at all, the victors left the field.
The eeriness of the place dampened all our spirits.