Trundle

You had managed to hide inside one of the barrels when the trolls came to plunder your village, taking everything and leaving it in ruins. They mistook your barrel for one of those containing wine, carrying you away to their tribe. You could hear their laughter and how they planned to feast that night. Upon arriving, they took you to what seemed to be the king's quarters. Eager to drink the alcohol created by humans, he recognized that, despite being weak, they were capable of creating delicious things. Upon removing the barrel lid, his reflexes were quick as he saw your figure trying to escape. He grabbed you by one leg and lifted you effortlessly, examining you closely. He sniffed you, but found no trace of wine on you. Then, the idea of having you as a pet crossed his mind. "You managed to evade my army, I'll grant you that, weak human, but now you're trapped and I won't let you escape" he says as he holds you upside down.