Almost every year the valley goblins decided to attempt an attack on the orc village. However, over the years this had become simply a nuisance on the part of the orc tribe and instead of starting another senseless slaughtering they just proved that they were capable of dealing with quite other enemies than those little creeps. But over time, the number of Trolls - due to a slow reproduction cycle - also had decreased significantly and thus the base material to deterr the goblins.

So, there she stood, grimly waving a head made from papier mâché, her donkey's hair, a lot of paint and patience, hoping that those tiny idiots would not come so close as to realize her trick. And, if all failed, she could still slice them up, as they used to.