"Arr, ye daft bilge rat," Rae says, "ye picaroon, ye could have saved yerself a world o' pain an' hurt but ye be too daft t' think it through." She shakes her head "I truly pity yer stupid arse."

vicious mockery

Hold my move action

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Frances, sticking with the second party, would notice the troll, and that it wasn't friendly. "Well, guess we'll be having cooked troll tonight." He said, his eyes would glow purple from behind the mask as he pulled out his metal net and gave it a good spin and slung it to the troll to try and ensnare it and damage it's mind.

[11 to hit. 9 psychic damage if the net actually hits, doubt it but yeah.]

Jennifer frowned, Leo might have been a little antagonistic, but that was no reason to lash out at a customer. She readied up a prayer.

"Dear lord Asmodeus, please excuse me, this troll was being mean to us even though we're customers at his place of work. In the absence of his manager to lodge a formal complaint I thought we could chastise him a little. Thank you. Nos Nihil Ante Vos."

As the bolt of crimson fire arced from her fingertips at the troll, Jennifer smiled in self-assurance. This would surely be enough to teach a lesson about good customer service. She frowned for a moment afterwards, wasn't there something about trolls and fire that she had read once? She hoped that they weren't one of the many mortal species that resisted fire, that might have dulled the point she was trying to make.

((Fire bolt, spell attack roll 17, 9 fire damage))

The troll reacts negatively to the fire, which seems to end its humor. t'Nee's follow up rips into the beast's gut, and bruises his face with tiny punches.

(Saccha)

The troll burns a bit more.

(Unit?)