Shrug. "So walk past it is."

Onwards, then.

There is the roar of a very angry troll from inside the cave. It seems to be jumping up and down and posturing at them, right now.

"He seems upset."

"Poor angry baby." She keeps walking past.

As does Elana, though she stays alert in case it decides to rush them from behind.

Which... It does. Somewhat in a way where it might plausibly be trying to get them to move along faster, but it's definitely coming at them.

Lace pivots fairly neatly, drawing her fire dagger.

Elana ducks around such that Lace is firmly between her and the troll.

Lace darts at the troll, ducking its first clumsy strike. Her dagger bites deep into its side, slicing nearly up into the hilt before it slides off ribs - searing its flesh and setting its fur on fire. It roars, rearing back from the spreading burn, and flails at Lace, who retreats with her dagger and starts darting repeatedly into its blind spot, forcing it to turn - and slow down - and keeping on its now injured side.

She looks to be doing well. Elana will hold her assistance until it becomes necessary.

Lace carves up the troll pretty well -

And then a glancing blow lands on her shoulder, sending her to her knees. She catches herself, recovers and dodges before the follow up strike -

A gout of fire forces the troll back.

Lace switches her dagger to her working hand and skips back, grimacing as her dominant arm hangs limp, the shoulder malformed - and then visibly starts healing.

The troll staggers under Elana's assault, flesh charring.

She'd be a lot angrier if she hadn't known that Lace could heal herself, which means the troll can die relatively quickly.

It dies with a groan while Lace is still working her arm back into its socket.

"Ugh," she says, mostly about the stench of burned troll flesh. " - Sorry about that."

"I'm not sure you have much to be sorry for in this case."

Her arm pops audibly, and then she shakes it out. "I misjudged the speed of that strike..." She shrugs, half to test her shoulder.

"You were engaging a troll with a dagger. The question was more of a when than an if."

She gives Elana a quick kiss on her cheek. "Thanks for the rescue, then."

"We should have gotten a longer blade enchanted."

"Maybe you can enchant my sword for me, sometime. Or my bow, even."

"A good idea. When I have access to the required materials."

She nods. "Maybe after this adventure."

"We can borrow some of Valerica's things."