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appear, was actually once a mine. Similar mines were common in my homeland, for that substance you see is raw iron which, when smelted in a furnace, can be used to make very effective weapons.”
    “I have heard tales of an ancient tribe of men who lived in these lands,” Raf said. “They were clever men, and they wore shiny armor and bronze helmets with red plumes. But they left when their home city, across the sea to the south, was attacked, and they never returned.”
    A short way down the first tunnel, Raf’s group came to a broad pit in the floor, spanning the entire width of the passageway. At the base of the pit were a dozen upwardly pointed wooden spikes. In among the spikes, Raf saw the remains of a troll, skewered by no fewer than five of the deadly stakes.
    The troll, he noticed, was not very decomposed. “That corpse hasn’t been here long,” he said.
    “A rogue troll seeking shelter, I would guess,” Ko said.
    “It must have entered from the other side,” Raf said, “for the spider web sealing our entrance was undisturbed.”
    Düm just nodded in agreement, saying nothing.
    Two small stepping stones protruded from the right-hand wall of the pit: the only way across.
    Raf and Ko skipped easily across the stepping stones, but Düm needed the help of a rope to get across. It was a simple but effective trap to stop a troll from entering the cave system.
    They passed through two massive mine-caves, each connected by long straight tunnels that contained other traps. Grim hobgoblin decorations flanked the walls: more troll skulls, and some bear and wolf skulls.
    In the first of those caves, Düm found a large wooden sledgehammer near some other mining tools. For a human, it was a large thing, to be wielded with both hands in a slinging over-the-shoulder motion, but Düm held it lightly in one hand.
    Flanking the entrance to the next tunnel were the rotting corpses of not one but two trolls: they were both affixed to the wall with their heads sagging and their arms spread wide, their giant hands nailed to the stone wall.
    Raf stared up at the dead trolls in disgust.
    Düm just averted his gaze.
    “Hobgoblins did this?” Raf gasped.
    “Yes,” Ko said softly.
    They passed between the two hideously displayed trolls, entering the narrow stone tunnel beyond them.
    “Why would the hobgoblins leave this place?” Raf asked. “It gives ample shelter and good defense against the trolls.”
    Ko said, “Hobgoblins are most unpleasant creatures, not just because of their cunning but because they only consume. They do not build anything. They do not domesticate animals or plants. They do not renew . Hobgoblins live in places built by others and they simply consume what is available for as long as it is available. Then they move on to another place and slowly destroy it. Hobgoblins cannot see beyond the needs of the present moment. They stayed here for as long as it sustained them and then moved on.”
    “Are trolls any different?”
    “Oh, trolls are much smarter,” Ko said. “Why, this is the cause of your current dilemma. The trolls deduced that they needed to secure their food and water supply for the future. They did this by damming the river and essentially enslaving the human tribes downstream. They give you just enough water to survive and you give them food. This enforced tribute feeds the trolls with minimal labor on their part. In this regard, the troll is much smarter than the hobgoblin.”
    They edged further down the tunnel.
    “What exactly is a hobgoblin?” Raf asked.
    Ko shrugged. “Hobgoblins are smaller than men, but they speak like men. They have hands and feet just like ours but their skin is coarser, leathery, more bristled. If they were not once men then maybe they were once apes—it is as if they are an animal caught halfway between the two, for they share features of both.”
    As Ko said this, Raf realized that the tunnel through which they were walking was becoming oddly warm and