Voyage of the Unicorn

Titania:
You need no magic from me. How can I give someone gifts, who already possess so many of her own.

Malachi:
Trouble has a way of sneaking up and tapping you on the shoulder. Especially when you least expect it.

Alan Aisling:
How long will we be gone?

Malachi:
If I'm not mistaken, all of yesterday and most of the day before!

Malachi:
Foul Troll magic

Alan Aisling:
We'll have to sail where they can never find us.

Malachi:
That's ridiculous

Alan Aisling:
You disagree?

Malachi:
I've spent little enough time in your world, Professor, and I don't pretend to be a deep thinker, but what I see is this: Trolls are everywhere. Different shapes and sizes, calling themselves by different names, but Trolls nonetheless. They like to tear things down, make everything the same, the way they like it. They run their ship by fear and bluster. Avoiding them is no good.