"Those of someone's innovation, like what we're still cleaning up after-" the library had needed cleaning and repairs, like much of the rest of Brock Marsh, and though they've made good headway, it's not all done yet, "-aren't common, but known. It varies. I've yet to see a troll or ogre here."

Which he could live without, really, but it's unlikely, regardless; Baedal isn't troll country. They're creatures best suited to the snow, and he suspects the climate here would play merry havoc with them. The last thing anyone needs is a sick, upset troll.