[M] Collective Troll

Zagan looked towards the large man before him, then his eyes slowly panned down to the bowl of milk before him; noticing that is was... rather large compared to himself. Probably wasn't for the troll, but for someone more than half their height.. it would be quite a bit before he would finish it. Slowly he picked it up and held it closer to his lips, giving a slow sip of the white liquid held in it. It wasn't.. bad at least, though it wasn't as if milk was something he drank often. "Rumors are based on some truth, right?" he grinned slyly from ear to ear, "I mean, perhaps it isn't all too bad, my kind though... at lot of sin held behind. Sure, maybe what is said about your own kind isn't as true as people like to believe, but stick around more with demons and you'll see their true nature~"

The demon took in what he had to say next, but quickly let out a deep laugh that ran through the yurt itself. Damn, it was interesting to see someone to prepared for an attack, even from a small demon like himself. Who wouldn't laugh about it? It was like a whole army could trudge through just to take down one individual. Gods, he laughed so hard he even felt tears well up in his eyes. "Why would you need an entirety of trolls to take down just me anyway? I'm sure you could kill me with just one arrow you have, those are big enough to rip me into shreds honestly," he stopped laughing slowly, taking a long sip of his milk once again, "and a demon sounded like the best ally to you? You must be out of your mind."