"That troll you... uh... ate yesterday! She isn't the only one that's attack the village before!" Mark said.
Amy sighed softly, but otherwise betrayed no emotion. "I see. And where have they been attacking from?"
"Well... uh... To tell you the truth, I was just sent to tell you to see the Council of Elders. They're meeting around noontime in that building in the center of the village, so..."
"Then I'll be there," Amy said, cutting off Mark's rambling explanation. "Actually, it's good you're here. Would you mind showing me around the village? There are a few things that I require before seeing the Council of Elders. Or would I be keeping you from something?"
"O-oh! No, not at all! Master's looking after Mina, and I don't think he'd object to me helping you at all!" Mark replied in a voice that was just a little too loud, desperately trying to keep his eyes looking squarely at Amy's eyes.
"Relax, Mark. I'm not that scary, am I?" Amy asked, amusement dancing in her eyes.
"W-well no! I... I mean, uh... Where did you say you needed to go?" Mark asked, his face getting redder by the second.
Amy let out another sigh.
- - - - -
Amy's first stop was by the tailor. A plump little lady dwarf, she gladly helped Amy find some new clothes to encompass her expanded form. Amy actually had to argue with the tailor to pay her; the dwarf didn't want to take money from the savior of the village, a view that Amy disagreed with. They eventually compromised on a discount, and Amy left the tailor's shop more exhausted than she thought she would be. Nonetheless, her new trousers accentuated her butt nicely (at least, she assumed they did. When she asked Mark to comment, all he did was stutter and stammer and go even redder in the face, which Amy decided was as close to a compliment as she was going to hear from the flustered young man). The button-up cotton shirt also fit nicely, with room for her belly and breasts to expand more (which very well might happen, depending on how many trolls there were).
Mark next showed her to the blacksmith. Her visit here wasn't as fruitful, since the blacksmith, a stout-looking elven man, had no experience crafting weapons or armor, mainly focusing on crafting tools for the farmers to use. The visit wasn't a complete waste of time, since the elf was still able to sharped her sword's blade, lending it a keen edge. This second visit was her last, and soon Mark showed her to the Council building before excusing himself to tend to his sister. Amy waved goodbye to him, before heading into the council room.
- - - - -
There were 5 people on the Council of Elders. Amy recognized old Doctor Dorm, sitting on the very rightmost seat of the council. The leader, another old man, stood up.
"Thank you for meeting us, Sir Gainsworth. I am Jediah, Mayor of Telmah. May I also introduce Doctor Dorm, Mother Hannah, Senel, and May." As he spoke, Jediah indicted Dorm, then a chubby middle-aged woman, a crusty-looking dwarf, and a frail-looking elf. Amy nodded to each of them, also giving a small salute to Hannah, who she recognized as being a part of the Church of Gaia.
"Let's get to the point, Mayor, so that you may be rid of this menace once and for all. Where are the trolls?" Amy asked.
"Glad to hear your serious. The trolls come out of a pass high in the mountains to the West of the Valley. We used to have an old wall that kept monsters in that pass out, but we think they broke through it. We also don't want to send people to repair the wall, since they may just end up as Troll Food," Jediah said, his voice calm and even.
"I see. Is there anything else I need to know?" Amy asked.
"Not that I can remember. Gaia go with you, Sir Gainsworth," Jediah replied.
- - - - -
Fortunately, Amy's horse was able to bear her newly fattened form with little difficulty, and so she rode towards the mountain pass, bearing only her sword and shield. Amy rode the horse for a while until she saw the wall that had been mentioned; there was indeed a huge hole that had been bashed through it. Big enough to let a troll through, but small enough that it could cause a horse problems to get through. Amy got off her horse now, and sent it galloping back to Telmah, knowing that the villagers would take care of it until her return, or her death.
Amy moved through the hole with little difficulty, breathing a little heavier than she usually did. Gaia's blessings allowed her champions to move well even with extra weight, but she'd still need time to fully adjust to it. Her clothes slightly dirty now, Amy moved up the mountain path at a steady pace. She had drawn her sword and readied her shield, ready for anything. For the longest time, it seemed like there was only her in the pass, even the birds quiet. Then, gradually, she heard voices in the distance.
Moving as slowly as she could, Amy came upon the troll settlement. When she finally say it, she gasped.
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