You quickly formulate three plans. Plan A: "Hit troll in the eye with a coin." You throw some coins at the ground, but seeing as you're crouched in the bushes, and the ground is about a foot away from you, you hardly think this qualifies you to make such a shot. Therefore, you decide to go with plan B: "Give Kerrek a cold one!" So you leap from the bushes holding your waterskin aloft and loudly offer him a drink. "A good night to you your lordship! Would you honor me by taking a sip of this wine?" The troll roars in surprise and takes a step back. "Crush human!!!" he roars. Somehow you don't think this is working. Well then, to plan C: "Onward to Picklington!" You sprint past the troll and make it safely past him. You're in the clear...ish. He wasn't startled for long. Now he's hot on your trail.
You and the troll engage in a footrace down the road. His legs are much longer than yours, so even though he seems to be move relatively slowly, you can't shake him. You run for about 10 minutes straight with the troll about 15 feet behind you. The road comes to a rather steep hill, and you start to climb. You feel your strength running out, the troll is starting to close the gap going up the slope, but you think you could probably beat him to the top. You see a light off to the left near the top of the hill. Maybe its a house? Or the campfire of a bandit camp? Or possibly even more trolls?? Do trolls make fires? You're not sure.
What do you do? Keep running on the road going up the hill? Head across the grassy hillside towards the light? Turn and face the troll? Put your meager penny-chucking skills to the ultimate test? Something else?