There was once a baby troll in the middle of the woods, abandoned by its parents for no given reason. Then there was Tuwit-Tiho. Tuwit-Tiho was a gnome known for his sharp engineering and cooking. He was out picking berries one night when he spotted that baby troll, all alone, with a leaf wrapped around it. Tuwit-Tiho knew that if you see a troll, you are to run away quickly, but he didn't care this time. He picked up that baby troll and named him "Geromothold". That was the start of their bond. 

Over the years, Tuwit-Tiho and Geromothold grew up together, and Tuwit-Tiho taught him the way of the gnome. They laughed, they cried, they hugged, they did all sorts of things together. 

Over time, Geromothold started growing like crazy, as all trolls do someday. So Tuwit-Tiho sat down with Geromothold one day, and told him how they came to meet. "You're not a gnome, you're a troll, but you'll always be my son". Tuwit-Tiho told Geromothold.

Geromothold loved Tuwit-Tiho so much, as Tuwit-Tiho did for him. "I will be a good troll" Said Geromothold. "I will help build homes, I will guide lost wanderers, I will give food to the hungry, for I..." Geromothold paused for a second. "Am a Troll-Gnome!" Tuwit-Tiho smiled.

As time passed, he did what he said he would do. He gave food to the hungry, he guided lost wanderers to safety, and he helped build cozy homes for others. Even though the gnomes knew he was a troll, they didn't care, as they knew Geromothold would never hurt them.

Geromothold was family to the gnomes in his village, they all loved him so much. He loved them, too.