Horizon of Darkness

But does he even have a pen or a quill?

In general, he has everything in his pocket...

- People don't like us. We don't like people. That's why we don't go out.
The troll signs and goes back into the cave.

"Damn, she can write!!! Not everyone in our squad can even do that!" Henry thought to himself.
-- Uh, Dasha, are we going to pay? -- he tries to stop her, but gives up on the idea and decisively changes his tone. -- Okay, listen up. Stay put.

Next up: intimidation.

-- I came for the girl. Did you think no one would find out that you were holding her here against her will? You, your friend, and two others. I have friends too, and they'll be here in a minute. So, either you cooperate with me, or you'll get beaten, understand, Dasha? Nice name, by the way. That's why I tried to be nice, because I like you, Dasha. Polish name, right? Anyway, bring the girl out here under any pretext. We're going to return her to her father. We people don't abandon our own, and if someone offends us, that's it, vendetta. First, my friends will arrive, then all the soldiers here and the entire city guard will be here if you don't give up the captive peacefully.