Fat Trolls part 7

Part 7:

      “What in the world did you just say?!” I said with surprise.

      “Oh,” the thing spoke with a sudden change of tone, “so you speak English do you, we the Knotr are humble little beings with one duty: to protect the outerwide.  We are capable of speaking many languages, what you just heard was our native language: Knotish, we can change our language by whatever our guests speak, that is why you hear us speaking English.” said one of the Knotr.

Knotr, I think that was one of the creatures in the book. I looked around and finally found the book. I then decided to open the book to the part about the Knotr and read it.

…Knotrs live in tribes called maroshkas, in these maroshkas there is a leader who helps all of the other Knotrs in the tribe find peace with nature. They usually like to be concealed from the rest of the world in hidden clearings, caves, or secret tunnels. The scouts are the only Knotrs allowed out of the village, besides the leader…

      “Okay well my name is Jeremy.” I said in a raspy startled voice after the little creature spoke in English. Then I decided to skip ahead and read what it said about the languages.

…Knotrs are usually recognized by their fat shape and ability to understand every language except Gargar spoken by the Gargals. These two species have had a feud since the dawn of man coming to the outerwide. The Knotrs do have very strong magical power and to be taken into their village is a privilege. It is said that the only humans that the Knotr let into the village are girls that are usually in their teens to become their tribe guardian…

      “I’m Garnids or in your language it is George, I am the leader of this tribe of Knotr.” Said the little one that had spoken first.

      “Hi George, can you tell me how I got to your village in the first place?”

      “Oh that is an easy one, we took your from where you fainted, do you not remember anything. Here let me explain Jeremy. Okay so two of our scouts: Ishnag (Isabella) and Feruk (Fred) say you faint and then saw one of the she devils looking through a cabin at you. Our frightened scouts decided that it might be good if you were to stay in our little village so they picked you up and carried you here. We were just discussing what to do to you when you awoke,” said Garnids. 

      “Okay so I was carried here by two of your scouts because there was a She-devil looking at me through a window?”

      “Yes,” said two of the Knotr who I believed to be Ishnag and Feruk.

      “So you two are the only two that are allowed to go out of the village, doesn’t that upset any of the others that want to explore?”

      “You have done your studying on us haven’t you? Also yes some of our younger villagers wish to roam outside of home that is why we choose two new scouts every year, to make sure everyone has a turn to see the world outside,” said Ishnag.

      “Though I would like to be done now,” said Feruk.

That is when I noticed that their little clearing in the woods was different than the rest of the world. It was green like the woods back home in Canada. The grass was green too, so I was happy that this didn’t look like a freak show. I decided not to mention it because of my grumbling tummy.

      “Okay, then with that cleared up I have one last question then.”

      “What is that Jeremy?” Garnids said.

      “What do you guys have to eat around here?”

      “Oh well we have a wide variety of food. You shall eat a ton at the feast tonight, but until then our shaman and tribe guardian would like to speak to you.”

A tribe guardian was a teenage girl. I was starting to like these Kotrs. They took me into one of the bigger of the huts that actually looked like a human being could live there. They went into this hut and then Garnids toke me down a winding staircase. It seemed like we would be there for hours walking down and down, and down, and down, and down, and down, and down, AND DOWN, and down, and down, and down, finally we had reached the bottom step when we heard a voice unlike any other. It was high pitched and low at the same time, it was both feminine and masculine, but it was different. It was something that you just can not explain.