Dominic waved with his free hand as he lowered his rifle, and the trolls all waved back.
Then, the water rippled, and one more troll waved at him.
"Good morning gentlemen. Oh, and Ladies, I nearly missed you in the back row. My name is Dominic Wavemates, the new Duke of Wistover, which covers this whole region.
I believe that your watery friend can vouch for my identity." Dominic greeted them.
One of the older trolls stepped forward, dragging his club.
"You don't like the mages?" The creature asked in a gravelly voice.
Dominic shook his head. "No. They're working for outsiders who want to cause trouble. We're from here. This is our place, they have no right to be taking Trolls as prisoners to fight their wars."
The troll frowned, needing time to decipher all of Dominic's words.
"You're the big boss of the humans?" The troll tried.
"Only the humans within one day of here." Dominic explained.
