It is Spencer she finds, practcing alone in a creek with a staff as if he were in some kung fu movie..but that's not the surprising part...
He's singing!
And at an age when other boys voices are high and squeaky, he doesn't sound bad.
"Let's get right to our purpose
To protect weaker souls!
Did someone send me pooka, when what we need, are trolls?
You're the palest blue, I've ever seen
And you couldn't beat a grue
But somehow I'll make a troll, out of you!"
He whirls the staff and strikes a pose, still singing
"Stoic as the Mountain
But with gathering storm's passions
Warmed by an inner Hearth now
That is how a giant, can win!
You're a short and wimpy pathetic lot
And you're kind of a pasty blue
But mister, I'll make a troll out of yoouuu!"
He slaps at the water with the staff, trying to buld up his strength maybe? Or maybe the spray is dramatic?
"We've got to save other kith from Death
Say good bye to the lodge that knew me!
I've got to save everyone even that jerk Jim!"
That sidhe might scare you to death
That cap might bite right through me!
I really wish I Oakenshielded my skin!
A whirl, and he nearly slips, but honestly he might be a better singer than a fighter
"Be a troll!"
"You must be strong as the tide of honor"
"Be a troll!"
"As protective as Duty's Shield"
"Be a troll"
"Your will must be as a thing of steel
And when facing injustice never yield"
"HUWA!"
STAFF THRUST