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To Constantine's question, Mordecai could only shrug. "I dunno, maybe. Might be why they're smelly," and this brought him a chuckle. Osprey hadn't said why they were smelly at all, but that explanation made sense. It was further endearing that his young troll hunter claimed to be the best tracker, or trucka, as he put it. Trucka indeed.

Trailing behind his pint-sized companion, Mordecai watched him trail along before letting his own gaze wander their surroundings. Even in the heart of the territory, he still thought it reasonable to keep an eye out for danger all the same. That was until he realized that their path was zigging and zagging a bit. "Boy, that troll must have had a big chunk taken out of it! You're following it's shamble all over the place."