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only other female profession generally available.
So she'd become a swordswoman and had been a good one, amassing a modest fortune that she was carefully husbanding for a future that she hadn't quite worked out yet but which would certainly include a bidet if she had anything to say about it.
There was a distant sound of splintering timber. Trolls had never seen the point of walking around trees.
She looked up at the hill again. Two arms of high ground swept away to right and left, and up ahead was a large outcrop ,' she said. Trolls don't like fire.'
He gave her a look which suggested he had his own ideas about who should be giving the orders, but his lips said, 'You're the boss.'
'Right.'
Herrena looked back at the three captives. That was the box all right – Trymon's description with – she squinted – some caves in it?Troll caves. But maybe a better option than blundering around at night. And come sunup, there'd be no problem.She leaned across to Gancia, leader of the gang of Morpork mercenaries. She wasn't very happy about him. It was true that he had the muscles of an ox and the tamina of an ox, the trouble was that he seemed to have the brains of an ox. And the viciousness of a ferret. Like most of the lads in downtown Morpork he'd have cheerfully sold his granny for glue, and probably had.'We'll head for the caves and light a big fire in the entrance