Right before we headed out for a celebratory birthday dinner, Janaki saw the picture on the cover of the Cormyr sourcebook and said, “Are those goblins?”
“I don’t think so. I think they are trolls.”
Maybe that is why I woke up at 3AM after having had a dream about Trollheim.
Trollheim is a city founded by trolls who figured out some way to traverse the World Tree to a world with a salty marshland that they claimed for their own. So they wouldn’t get lost and because they regenerate, they’d bury their hands under the city. Centuries of this tradition has led to trolls coming from all over the worlds to bury their hands under Trollheim, so that they might find their way home should they become lost. Even after their new hand grows back, they’ll follow an itch in their wrist to find their city.
The salt-water bog mummified the hands, allowing the troll warlocks who inhabit the city and mind its shrines to the Troll-mother and the Cathedral Bridge to call up mummified hands buried all over the city’s swamps to defend it in times of need.