Troll Anatomy Homestuck Novels & Stories

"I have never heard of such a thing. We can't talk to them." Ragnar made a defensive move against the thorn. "You live on an island. The sea is clean of such filth,' he said. Ragnar nodded. He stretched and yawned despite Kjell's words. He was suddenly tired. He threw himself into the fire and fell into a terrible sleep. He had many strange and scary dreams. He dreamed of a blind worm roaming the bottom of the sea and gnawing at the roots of the island. He dreamed of a twisted owl and a monstrous wolf. He dreamed of a huge beast with a human form but with a wolf's head. . Suddenly he was filled with fear. Because it looked like the creature he had dreamed of was sitting right there in the fi

Katie’s POV “I did the same thing! But instead of ashes I am greeted with either blood or their disgusting flesh. Not to mention their annoying bulging eyes that pops out sometimes..” Rori scoffed as he finished off yet another one of them. Tori snickered and mocked her own twin. “Maybe because you are simply weak, little twin brother.” “For devil’s sake… we are only seconds apart!” Rori rolled his eyes as he drilled a hole towards a homunculus’ chest with just his mere hand and claws.

I stand to my feet. “Ah, the easy way out.” Ezra chuckles. “The best way.” I reply, tapping my GPS screen. “Oh look, there is a single monster heading this way.” ‘Get ready, it’s a big one.’ “Yes boss!” I tuck my knee, preparing to charge at it. ‘Remember, as soon as you are done, head to the cave in that mountain and put up the illusion poles.’ “Got it!” I see the monster. It’s an evolved troll with three horns, the highest and strongest in their species.

Suddenly, three enormous figures rushed into the scene from different areas of the spaceship, they were giant, white-skinned giants with horrible faces, dimly human, but not really, each one being around 5 meters tall! Chaos checked their existence realms in a quarter of a second, finding that they were all SSS-Rank Troll Warriors, a humanoid and "intelligent" race of creatures with Giant Bloodline. A nice meal as well! Perhaps this could compensate for not eating the half-vampire. The three Trolls rushed towards Chaos who was too big to get inside the spaceship, as they tried to use their strength and the giant clubs they carried to hit him and get him out of the ship. Their clubs hit Chaos

A servant boy drops the box he was holding and dives beneath one of the carriages, trembling. The stench of fear rises around me as we all simultaneously retreat. But trolls keep coming. They are massive, twice the height of any man, their bodies made of something that looks like living stone. Moss clings to their shoulders, and their eyes glow faintly like burning embers. Each step they take makes the earth groan. “Stay back!” one of the knights barks, drawing his sword. “I don't think they are going to listen to him,” Pip whispers, poking her head from my scarf.

Margot ground her teeth, glaring at Aisha, "You're right! Maybe I'll domesticate a siren. I bet you would love it if I had one of those at my beck and call!" Aisha shoved her chair backward, rising to her feet as she placed her palms on the table. Ever since Margot had dangled Aisha over the Cliffside of a siren cove for a few days, she had been a bit sensitive to the topic of that creature. "Do it, and I'll sneak into your room and release it one night so it can eat you!" "Ladies," Aurora said calmly with an amused smile. "It's simple; the answer here is a troll. They have basic survival instincts, rely on brute force, cannot communicate well, and don't clean themselves. If any creature sho

I was too curious to remember that I was supposed to be unconscious. As soon as we made it to the ring, we saw the many, many fans all looking shocked, horrified, excited, and downright terrified. Soon I found out why as well. Haydon was standing over a dead Troll. His long-elongated claws and fangs were covered in thick blood. His eyes were bright red instead of hazel. He had this rabid look. I could hardly even recognise him. Honestly, he looked like one of those vampire-monsters that you would see in those horror movies...only Haydon looked even more attractive in this state... That was not the point though.

"Carrie Stewart, I've wanted to meet you for a long time. And I am not disappointed." I stared back at the king, he sat in his slimy throne, looking back at us with huge pop-out eyes. Trolls, I decided were some of the ugliest creatures ever. They were covered in green leathery skin, which strangely, had an uneven clumpy layer of slime on its surface. His ballooning stomach squished a little as he slouched, and his oddly skinny ankles spread out into webbed froggy feet. When the king breathed, it sounded laboured, almost asthmatic.

The monster turned out to be a troll with a body as tall as a tree and carrying a weapon in the form of a whole tree trunk. "Yes congratulations, you have attracted the enemy's attention." I stood with a straight face, lazy, resigned and angry into one.

Damon catches it instantly. Without breaking stride, he drives it straight into the troll’s chest. The creature lets out a monstrous snarl, its entire body jerking. Damon rips the wood out and plunges it in again, deeper. Dark blood gushes out. Right where a heart should be. The troll’s roar dies into a low, broken sound as its massive body sways… then crashes to the ground with a heavy thud that shakes the earth. Silence follows. Damon steps back slowly, his chest rising and falling steadily. Then he lifts his hand slightly, signaling Alec.