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Scott panted and wheezed as he caught his breath, he'd finally made it to the large troll village. The slim, athletically-built human rogue had been tasked with retrieving an enchanted, semi-precious gemstone that the trolls in the village had recently plundered from a travelling merchant's caravan. Now walking right into such a settlement was obviously far too dangerous, so to aid him, the rogue had been magically shrunk to no more than a couple of inches in height. He'd been dropped off a ways away from the outpost, and it had taken him an hour just to make it there; regardless, he'd made it, and he set about scouting the area out.

From what he could see the village comprised of about ten or so smaller huts, with two much larger huts in the centre. The huts were made of a strong, dark-brown wood, and the roofs were comprised of large swaths of straw tied together, dyed a deep red. Aside from this there were two large open plazas in which many of the trolls loitered around, and the usual effigies and statues of troll heads, not to mention the plethora of tribal masks decorating the sides of every house. Another thing Scott noticed was that every troll he'd scene seemed to be male, a bit unusual the human thought, but to tell the truth he knew next to nothing about trollish culture, so he just shrugged it off.

The rogue decided that the gem was likely in one of the larger huts, so after brushing back his short, brown hair, he set off, hurrying towards the nearer one. Thanks to his size, none of the troll men seemed to notice him, and even with him just blindly darting across the stone plaza, he was completely ignored. That is, until his luck seemed to run out...

A large shadow eclipsed the tiny rogue with ease, and Scott glanced up just in time to see an enormous, blue, two-toed foot descending down upon him. Without enough time to even hop to the side, the giant limb soon squashed down onto him, the tiny human grunting in discomfort and squirming around as best he could. It was a miracle that the same spell that shrunk him, also had the added effect of making his body incredibly resilient, the entire weight of the huge troll pressing down on him was only enough to make him uncomfortable. Even so, being trapped beneath a giant troll foot was not what Scott had hoped would happen on his task, and now the troll was walking off into one of the smaller huts, bringing the human along with him.

The troll then entered what seemed to be a shop, running a hand through his impressive blood-red mohawk as he browsed the store's wares, which ranged from potion ingredients to shrunken heads, the trollish shopkeeper extravagantly bigging up his items. Scott struggled and groaned and finally managed to prise his way out from under the huge foot, panting for breath and dusting himself down, looking around, but not able to see much besides the massive troll towering over him. Intent on heading to one of the main buildings though, Scott scurried back toward the door, but that was when he was hit with his second lot of bad luck...

The red-haired troll didn't seem to find anything he wanted, and had turned to leave, of course, stepping on the rogue again as he did so, Scott grumbling irritably as he was once again stuck to the bottom of the troll's massive foot, crushed into the wooden floor of the store before being repeatedly smushed into stone as the troll headed across the plaza, back towards his home. With each step the troll took Scott tried to push himself free, but to no avail, at least not until the redhead entered his home and sat himself down, propping his feet up on a makeshift wooden table. Finally the tiny human managed to squirm free, sliding down the rough sole until he was sprawled back on the table, staring up at two simply colossal blue feet, feeling rather light-headed from his experiences thus far.

He turned to head out, bumping into another massive foot, this one belonging to a slightly green-tinted troll who was sitting opposite the redhead, so silent the rogue hadn't even noticed him before, likely because he had been busy freeing himself. From over the humongous feet the human saw that this troll was built a bit larger than the other, much more muscular and with bigger feet to boot. He also had loud, blue hair up in a top-knot and his face was painted with thick red lines over his cheeks that Scott hoped wasn't blood. He headed around the massive feet and carefully hopped down from the low table, heading to the door and actually managing to get out of the house unscathed.

Of course that was when the blue-haired giant decided to head out, the rogue being flattened against the stone floor again as an immense green foot slammed down onto his tiny frame, mashing him against the sole with such force that once again the human was stuck to it, not even bothering to try and unstick himself as the troll headed to one of the larger huts which was pretty much all a single room with an alter in the centre.

The muscular male approached the alter which had an assortment of various items strewn across it, the man starting to set them out in a particular order. As he did this, he shuffled around a little, Scott groaning out as he was moved about below the massive foot, being pressed harshly under various parts of it until he finally emerged out from under it, the human sighing in relief. He had little time to celebrate though as he looked to his sides, seeing a massive, broad toe either side of him, and before he could even turn around both had slammed in around him, pinning him between them. The troll though had no idea, just fidgeting about as he arranged the ritual objects, unaware he was squishing a human between his toes.

When he'd nearly finished positioning the relics, the troll heard someone calling him from outside, immediately relaxing his foot (and releasing the rogue in the process), and heading outside. Scott scowled as he checked over himself, only finding light bruises. "Tch, and 'ere I thought this job would be cake, if I get trapped under another foot I swear...", he was cut off as he heard the sound of something rolling about from above, and as if karma had found it fair to reward him, a small, pink gemstone rolled off the edge of the alter, falling down only a few inches away from the human, Scott staring blankly at it for a while before he finally processed what he was looking at. "Hah!", was all he said as he ran over to it. He fished through his pockets, pulling out a small vial that he uncorked, he then poured the electric blue contents over the stone, which readily shrunk in size so it was no more than a millimetre in diameter, the man happily stowing it away safely in his satchel and heading out of the doorway back into the plaza, his eyes widening and his face going paling though at the sight around him.

Trolls everywhere! Not only that, trolls all around the plaza dancing! Light tremours were passing beneath him as every giant was slamming and stomping their feet down as they paraded around; as far as he could see there weren't any safe routes back out of the village, so he'd have to take his chances. Clutching his satchel close to his chest, he ran as quickly as he could toward one of the exits, putting every once of strength he had into his legs, hoping he could avoid anymore stompings and squashings. Unfortunately...

*Thud* \ **Crush* * \ **Stomp* * \ **Squash**

As he had ran, a troll had managed to trap him beneath his foot and was repeatedly stomping his foot down onto the rogue as he danced, Scott helpless beneath it, just being crushed repeatedly. No! He wasn't going to go out like this! He glared and hopped to his feet, just barely getting out of the way before that giant foot crashed into the ground once again.

He didn't have time to catch his breath though, he had to just keep going, weaving in and out as best he could, but undoubtedly being trampled onto a good few more times before finally nearing the exit.

*Slam *

"Ooooow!", as he was stepped on once again, the troll who had done so groaned in pain, lifting his foot and looking over his sole, spotting the tiny human. He blinked confusedly, blinking a few times as he reached down and peeled the human off, bringing him upto his face and looking him over a few times, the rogue frozen in place, more-than-a-little scared. "Wha' we go' 'ere?", he raised a brow, grinning slightly. He looked around and quickly headed across the plaza toward a hut, hiding the tiny man from the view of any other trolls he passed. He entered the simple, wooden hut which happened to be home, and took a seat on a chair, smirking wickedly at the tiny rogue, Scott only now getting a decent look at the troll's rugged face, his tusks were rather large and curved upwards slightly, and his hair was a bright green and was swept back.

"Ah didn' know ya hoomuns go' so small, what ya be doin' in our village, huh?", he grinned, Scott keeping silent however, waiting for a chance to get away from the huge, dark-blue-skinned troll. "No' talkin' huh? Mebbe dis will get ya chatty", he tightened his grasp on Scott and mashed him against the underside of his foot, it softer than many of the other trolls he'd been pinned by, likely the reason he actually felt the rogue under it. The much smaller male just grunted as this was done, his whole body being rubbed against the smooth sole, then under those big, thick toes, then between them, Scott unable to break away at all.

"Alright! Alright! Stop! I'll tell you!", the troll beamed in triumph and he brought the human once again close to his face, his heavy breath billowing over the tiny man. "I was sent here to get back some crystal you stole from a caravan some days back, that's it!", he sighed softly, no amount of gold was worth the sheer amount of hassle this quest was turning out to be.

"Tha' right? Well, ah'm afraid ah can't let ya do dat, ya understand", he bared his teeth in a chuckle before continuing, "Infact, ah t'ink I'll keep ya, always wanted a tineh little man as a 'pet'", he practically cackled after he said that last word, the tiny man looking rather pale again.

"Wh-What?! You can't do that! I've got stuff to do, places to be! I can't be locked up in a cage in some troll's house", he stated exasperatedly, trying to squirm free from the man's tight grip, but with no success.

"Ah'm afraid ya no' got much choice, now, back ya go!", the green-haired troll snickered again as he pressed Scott back against the bottom of his massive foot, murring contently as he revelled in the sensation, and as he thought about all the fun he was about to have!