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Our Lady of Fandom - Very very early Saturday morning

It was still dark out when a group of about twenty male trolls started to arrive on the island from the causeway. Most of the shadowy figures that skulked through town were over seven feet tall, but there were a few shorter ones mingled in among them. Unlike the females, they made no pretense of not knowing where they were going and, surprisingly quietly for such large beings, they made their way through Fandom to Efferton Manor. The only sound that would have been heard had anybody been around was a quiet muttering as one or another troll repeated the directions that they had learned by rote before coming to the island.

These twenty were the elite of the male trolls. The most trusted of the male warriors. The finest specimens of trolldom. There was no way that those who would follow later in the day would ever have been able to remember the directions.

The male trolls were at Efferton for a little more than half an hour when two of them left the grounds and made their way quietly across town. The sky was still dark, but the lights in town made it easy to spot the church steeple. They only got lost once on their way there.

If there was a lock on the church doors, the trolls didn't even notice as they entered. The tallest troll stepped in and looked around.

"'Take care of the bells'," Vuaol said, repeating the instructions they had been given. "Why do we need to take care of the bells again?"

Luosh, who was almost a foot shorter than Vuaol and was therefore a very bitter troll from being teased all his life, hit Vuaol upside the head with his club. Vuaol rocked from the blow, but didn't fall over. He rubbed the side of his head and waited for Luosh's response because that is how their conversations usually went.

"'Cuz we don't want nobody ringin' 'em," Luosh said in an exasperated tone.

"Right," Vuaol said and went back to looking around the church. "Where do they keep the bells again?" He moved his hand away from his head so that the blow from Luosh's club wouldn't break any of his fingers. The blow came and Vuaol went back to rubbing the side of his head.

"In de bell tower!" At the confused look on Vuaol's face, Luosh swung the club again. "De big tall bit on de top of de church!"

"Right," Vuaol said with a nod before looking up at the ceiling.

He stood like that for several minutes, staring up at the ceiling and rubbing the side of his head, while Luosh started to stack pews in front of the doors.

"Luosh?" Vuaol finally said, dropping his hand automatically.

"What, Vuaol?" Luosh asked, not bothering to get his club ready because he was too busy stacking church pews.

"What do bells eat?"

Luosh sighed, carefully set down the pew he had been holding, picked up his club, walked over to Vuaol and hit him extra hard upside the head. "Bells don't eat!" he hissed before going back to his pew stacking.

Vuaol shook his head to clear the ringing. "Then what do we need to do to take care of them?"

"We don't need to do nothin' wit de bells except keep people from comin' in here and ringin' 'em." Luosh was done stacking pews now. He picked up his club and waited for the next question.

"Right." Vuaol went back to staring at the ceiling and rubbing the side of his head. "'Take care of the bells'," he muttered to himself. "Luosh?"

"What, Vuaol?" Luosh looked at him expectantly and decided to take a preemptive swing.

Vuaol put out his hand and caught the club. "I haven't asked the question yet," he said reproachfully.

Luosh sighed and lowered the club. "Ask yer fool question den."

Vuaol released the club as it was lowered. "Do you think we'll need to polish the bells?" He made no move to defend himself as the expected blow struck.

"Vuaol, ye may have a good mem'ry, but ye ain't too smart. Quit tryin' te think and go see what's in de back rooms."

"Right," Vuaol nodded and lumbered off to see what was behind the alter.

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There will be several other posts made throughout the day with many trolls for everyone to battle. So, have fun and try not to die! Except for Schrodinger, who has permission to die as often as he likes. :D]]

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After poking around in the rooms behind the alter, Vuaol found the stairs to the basement. Crouching down and turning sideways, he made his way through the doorframe and went to see what was there.

No amount of alcohol or illness could have been drained down by Rosette last night to allow her to sleep through the door of the church being busted down. Her eyes snapped open, staring into the darkness toward Chrono's bed. "Pssst, Chrono!" she said, then sniffed Ughhh, stupid cold. "Chrono, did you hear that?"

There wasn't a response from other end of the room besides a slight shifting sound. But then she thought she heard moment, and talking. Annoyed, she turned her eyes toward the ceiling. Who would be coming here so earlly? "Chrono!"

Still nothing. Rosette grunted. For a great powerful demon, that boy sure did sleep a lot. What about his poor, mortal, sickly companion? Didn't he care that she should be resting and not getting up in the middle of the morning to take care of some weird religious fantatics? Maybe they won't need much, or anything, and she could go back to sleep.

Either way, she took her time in getting up, washing up, getting ready, all the while casting worried glances up toward the celing. Whoever they were, they were loud and they were showing no signs of leaving. Finally placing her veil into place on her head and giving a quick glance in the mirror (they were loud and annoyingly early, but they could also be cute), she went to go check things out, sneezing as she went to the door.

The timing of this worked out perfectly so that, as Rosette was going up, Vuaol was going down. It was enough of a surprise to her to need to cling to the banister of the stairs to keep from falling down the few steps she'd taken before noticing, which was not easy to do when on arm was in a sling.

"Good Lord!"

Vuaol just blinked at Rosette for a moment. Then he half turned his head to yell over his shoulder. "Luosh. The church comes with a servant. Can we keep her?"

"Sure," Luosh called back. "Tell 'er t' make us tea or we'll rip her arms off."

Vuaol looked down at Rosette. "Luosh says to tell you to make us tea or we'll rip your arms off," he dutifully repeated.

"I'm not a servant, I'm a nun!" Rosette shouted back, feeling a little ticked off, and trying to sound tough, but her sneeze rather ruined the effect. She grunted, and started rubbing her nose with a tissue. "I'm not making any tea or facing any threats of ripped off limbs until I know what's goin' on here...."

She started to stop demandingly up the stairs, but then she got another good look at this guy and paled a bit, because (gulp), maybe she really shouldn't be yelling at him and should just go get that damn tea already. A nervous chuckle escaped her.

Vuaol blinked at Rosette. This is usually when people tripped over themselves to be accommodating. He finally decided to answer her.

"We're here to take care of the bells," he explained.

"The bells?" Rosette blinked. She figured, if the Order was gonna send anyone over to take care of the bells, they'd at least warn her if they were sending people like this. "What's wrong with the bells?"

Vuaol blinked at Rosette again. Luosh had said they didn't eat, but... "They might be hungry," he told Rosette.

"The bells?" Rosette was giving the troll a very baffled look. The thing may be big as hell, but, dammit, he sure seemed pretty dull. "What, they want tea, too?"

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