"My name's Jules. As you can tell, I'm a dark fae." She replied "Well, I guess in the end, I don't know why we're called that. We're not evil. Or dark. Think it's something the humans came up with after the *ahem* Stephan and Ingrith incidents."
"Pleased to meet you, I have no idea what this book is for." She remarked. "I got it well after some young orphaned owlbears kept following me" "Oh and you are a lovely dragon she called to the dragon behind them."
"Well....this is all very.....wholesome...." The troll sneered. "Well at any rate, I'm sure you'll all be on a quest to find the red witch now. That's a thing that you normies do, right? Go on quests? You'll have the run of the land should you not bother another VILE creature. Though I'd suggest you not travel to the glade of ever twilight if you hope to escape a grisly fate."
I say nay! One does not simply walk into the Glade of Ever Twilight. We do not need to see the war between the false vampires that shine shirtless in daylight, and the werewolves that pine for your affections play out in front of us! ‘Tis a very scary place, riddled with teen angst and many screaming fangirls! The very air you breathe; is a vapid superficial fume. Not with ten thousand men could you do this, it is folly!
The troll moves quickly to put a hand over the small elf's mouth. "Uh, never mind her, she tends to get very hangry....I'll be getting her some of that marble cake...." He moves backward into the shadows of the bridge. "Don't forget, glade of ever twilight...almost certain doom...beware-beware!"