trading with trolls 3
A faint 'eep' at the mention of her name comes from the tunnel wall where Ülo had been fading out of view. Then she steps forward, checks herself briefly, and moves to the front of the group with a purpose and stride as though she were not the actually the smallest individual here.
"Yes, I am Ülo, the trollwife in charge of this delegation."
OOC: I mean, may as well own every inch of authority someone else wants to not get on themselves...