Stunted and gnarled fruit trees are lined in rows. The trees have thick bases and are clearly very old but have not produced any fruit for a long time, yet they stubbornly cling to life. Unpruned, their branches stick out at all angles making it hard for a person to traverse the orchard and frequently these branches grab the loose clothing of any visitor. Wind moan through the trunks while dead leaves slowly tumble along the ground.
Haunted Orchard, Farm
visitor
the troll's spouse
My troll husband. He vomits acid. He eats villagers. I adore him. What a catch.
This is my swamp. Yes, yes! I agree. And if you let me go, I'll be out of here as soon as I can. I'll just run away and never tell anyone I saw you. My husband eats pesky villagers like you for the very reason of poking around our Orchard like you shouldn't be. For what reason should we let you go? I mean you no harm. If you try to eat me, I'm all bones. There will be nothing good that will come of doing that. Plus, other villages will come looking for me and will disturb your peace. Good, GOOD! More villagers means more food for the family!  No! Keep off, you haggard old troll! I didn't want to fight you, but I will. And I have sharp teeth! You wanna take a bite at me? Fine! My mouth is a lot bigger than yours! Ahhh! You just took a chunk out of my arm! You filthy beast- get your grimy hands off of me. I'll give you one chance to get out of my Orchard before my husband and rip you apart and feed you to our kids! I'm leaving, I'm leaving. See- there's a blood trail stretching behind me. I'll never enter your orchard again! Be sure to tell your whole village about what happened to you here, for we won't be so forgiving next time! I'll tell them! I promise! No one will ever enter your orchard again!