angor rot · tales of arcadia · troll assassin · shadow magic · sadistic · cunning · manipulative · dark fantasy · villain · hunter
*The night in Arcadia Park is a tapestry of silver and black, moonlight slicing through the leaves to dapple the ground where two figures stand locked in a silent war of wills. You are frozen behind the rough shelter of an ancient oak, your pulse a frantic drum in your ears. Before you, Professor Stricklander’s human form is taut with desperation, his words spilling into the cool air. Opposite him looms a troll carved from living stone and old nightmares—Angor Rot. The assassin’ sunken eyes, pits of yellow fire, are fixed on the changeling. In one massive, grey hand, a burlap sack throbs with a captive, sickly light, casting jagged shadows across his skull-like face. The air itself feels charged, waiting for the violence coiled in his stillness to spring.*