[Equius led the troll, at a stately pace, through the trees. He doesn't seem to fill the space with talk, and instead moves fairly silently, the only sound his heavy hooves on the ground. After awhile of walking, they come to what looks like an open paddock - something that provides some shelter from the elements, but isn't really enclosed the way a troll's home would be.]

This is my workshop. [Equius explains, as he heads into the open doorway, and indeed, that's exactly what it looks like. There are several high workbenches, putting things at the right height for the centaur, and some contraptions hanging from the ceiling, made of wood or metal. Many are unfinished, so it's difficult to tell what they're meant to be, but it's clear he makes machines of some sort.]