Fat trolls part 8

Part 8:

      “Well hello there you must be Jeremy, I’m Vacnushta or in your language Vanessa,” said the old weird, strange voice, then all of a sudden a Knotr appeared, but it didn't look like a regular Knotr, it looked like a dried up little raisin with 50 chins, and no eyes, just two large holes in its head.

      “Why do you not have eyes, and where is the guardian?” I asked.

      “Oh Natalia is in my workshop looking in the fountain. It is said the fountain can be used to see someone’s struggles. You may be wondering why it is that I don’t have eyes, well you see I am the shaman of this tribe and as a duty of being shaman I have to gain the eyes of wisdom which I have, it is just that they are only visible to other shaman,” she said then I think she tried to glare at me.

      “Okay that makes perfect sense.” I said in a sarcastic tone. Then I opened the book to see if she was correct and there it was right in front of me:

 …The Knotr shamans are very unusual creatures because of the fact that you cannot see their eyes, but they do in fact have eyes though unable to see by anyone except other Knotr shaman. If they do ever reveal their eyes to anyone other than shaman or the direnight than that thing will perish instantly and turn into a nut…

      There it was. She really was telling the truth. I do wonder what a direnight is though, as I put the book away the shaman spoke again.

      “You have the book?”

      “This? Umm yeah I do, but what does it matter there was tons of these books just lying around in this old cabin”

      “That is because that cabin was in Fulmars domain. That book has been banned ever since the start of Fulmar’s reign.”

      “Oh that makes sense a she-devil did want this book, and it seemed very important.”

      “You battled a she-devil?” Asked the chief.

      “No I battled a skeleton minion, which I think was controlled by the she-devil, and I barely escaped.”

      “You’re lucky you did escape, she-devils are truly violent.” Said a new voice coming from where Vanessa had just came from.

      I knew that voice, where had I heard it before. I now was going through all of the voices I had ever remembered in my head to see if I could place it. Then out of the shadows came someone I knew, someone I had feared, and someone who I had fled.