Their once was a troll named Musa who lived under a bridge. He was happy for he had all that he needed food comfort and shade. Many other trolls lusted for the sweet taste meat humans, goats, bears, pigs, it dd not matter. They would hold large campaigns to attain food to sate their fat bellies. Sure their were other industries but all were to further conquest over territory in order to feed the greedy troll king, Bevy. Musa was not amongst them he was happy. He had all he needed a couple of trout and shad was all that he intended. He held himself to four fish a day along with an assortment of mushrooms or occasionally grubs he would find along the road. Then t came to pass that under a bridge a beautiful nymph arose from the water as Musa was fishing, she appeared fearful as she arose believing this was a safe spot. Musa made no attempt to eat her as frankly nymphs did not taste any better then he element they were composed of. She then sat next to hm asking f she could partake in one of the four fish. With a hmm he through a trout her way slapping the nymph in her watery face. Despite nymphs beautiful appearance they were omnivorous an partook of animals just the same. My name is Dele what is yours most gracious troll…..