Valheim, you surprise me a lot. About a week or so ago, we captured a troll. It was something to say the least. And every time we would get near it, it would get angry and start swinging his big tree trunk at us without any hesitation or prejudice. It was rather dangerous trying to make the surrounding area nicer to display our troll.
Last night though, something happened. I was trying to lower the ground around him so we could see him better and I noticed he wasn't angry. He wasn't trying to kill me. He was just standing there, sniffing the air, and would occasionally bend down to pick up something to eat. I don't know if anyone was throwing anything in the hole with him, but I did toss in some mushrooms and cooked meat. I doubt it did anything other than make his hole more crowded, but I wasn't going to let him starve.
I lit up my torch and looked at him. He looked at me. We stood there. Viking face to troll face. I think he understood. This is his life now. He has chosen to accept it. He's not being hunted. He's safe and he has food. No longer living in the Black Forest, the troll has decided to make the best of his situation.
So with that, I continued to build an observation deck around him. Maybe one day I'll set him free. Maybe one day he'll take up a hammer and help us continue to build our village. But for now, he knows he's there and he's not getting out. He's given up trying to kill us. He's just content on getting food and watching us build around him.
We've broken him.
