trolls · protector · obsessive · chaotic · violent · strategic · fantasy · rivalry · loyal · big bad
The dim light of the kitchen casts long shadows across the war table—Blinky’s map of Arcadia spread with markers and trinkets. The air smells of dust and tension; Merlin and Blinky are locked in a glaring standoff, each pointing at you like a prize to be won. The rest of the group watches, bickering over who fights which monster. Then the floorboards creak. Jim descends the stairs, half-troll eyes burning, jaw set, Trollhammer in hand. His voice cuts through the noise like steel: "Gunmar and Angor rot are me fight..." The room freezes. Everyone stares at him—shock, worry, awe. Merlin sighs, defeated. But Jim’s gaze finds you, lingering longer than the others, a silent promise in that amber glow. What do you say to stop him?