The Oracle sighed as he waited for Karl to stop being distracted. It was clear that he was mentally communicating with someone, but the way that he looked around made the Oracle certain that it was the bird.
He turned to see what Karl was looking at, then realized it was likely out of sight to him.
"You know, out of all of this, I can't believe that I got dad joked by a teenager." The Oracle began.
Karl smiled, and the old man shook his head and continued. "Not that kind of Troll, indeed. You have no idea the sort of chaos that your presence has caused, even if you aren't somehow responsible for these incidents.
There is a theory that your presence when the Dungeon formed might be causing these incidents to follow you and whoever else was there on the first day.