Trolls Characters Bergens Novels & Stories

The group pressed on, exploiting the momentary advantage. Erica, her agility unmatched, darted around the troll, delivering swift and precise strikes to its vulnerable spots. Alana, a sorceress in her own right, summoned the elements, conjuring bolts of lightning that crackled through the air and struck the troll's hulking form. Ethan, with his keen eyes and steady aim, launched a barrage of arrows that found their mark, chipping away at the troll's strength. Every member of the group fought with unwavering determination, their collective will fueled by a shared desire to survive.

I didn’t think he was going to let us cross willingly. “Who is it that wants to cross my bridge?” The troll said from underneath. “I will not allow it, find another way.” The troll huffed. “Ben, could you come from underneath your bridge? I have a favor to ask of you.” Brax looked over at me with a warm smile. The troll coughed and scrambled up the bank side to meet us. He was short with long ears. He is a hefty, little guy with a big nose and green leathery skin. His clothes were dirty and worn. I couldn’t tell if it was his teeth or tusks that curved up from his mouth.

They were not that big but they were rolling down like they were being thrown at them. They stopped and looked at these rocks. They rolled down until they got to them, one ran over Ambrosia’s foot making him hiss in pain. When they stopped suddenly, they popped heads and feet appeared. They were Trolls. “Apologies if we scared you, my king.” One of them said. “They were really not lying when they said you guys look ugly,” Ambrosia said making Luka laugh, and the Trolls glare at him. He was still angry about being run over by one of them.

She appeared deep in thought, “No, it all happened in a flash, I saw it all happen and then I charged towards you then I saw the snake…” Dragomir didn’t understand what she was saying but he was going to probe later. He pulled the reins of his horse, she did the same, and then they began to ride in the direction from where they came. Then suddenly there was a loud outcry and an army of trolls emerged, they were very short like dwarfs, looked like they had aged centuries, dressed in drab clothing. Some had very large ears, noses and eyes. Their hair was balding, some had sores scattered over their already disgusting, wrinkly skins.

She wore the typical grey robe of the Alva’himar, with the hood raised which shadowed much of her face. He frowned hard at her. “We have none. But how else am I to get the attention of these dim creatures?” “You are brave, even for a Goblin. Trolls may not be articulate, but they are far from dim. Most would not risk insulting them.” Gerth glanced at the pair, but saw little change in their demeanor. The could have been statues. “They seem not to care.” “They will act only when a physical threat is perceived.” She smiled. “Fortunately for you.”

The trolls were enormous, with thick, gray skin and long arms that swung by their sides, but instead of charging, they stopped at a distance and raised their hands in a peaceful gesture. “Hold!” Wulfric barked, motioning for the pack to stand down, though the tension remained high. The lead troll stepped forward, his voice deep and resonant. “We mean you no harm,” the troll said, his words slow but clear. “We have heard of your journey… your quest for the haven. We would like to join you.” “How did you know that we were going to find the haven?”

"We were about to finish without you." I forced a chuckle, though my mind was still buzzing with nerves. "Got held up at the gate. They’re being extra cautious about people leaving." Anton just nodded and motioned for me to sit down. “Well, you made it. That’s what matters.” I took a seat across from them, and Bergan’s eyes met mine for the first time. His expression was hard to read, a mixture of curiosity and weariness. He was an experienced warrior; that much was clear. His beard was long, he had scar on his hands and his eyes looked like they had seen more than their fair share of violence. I could tell he wasn’t one to waste words.

She told him but before he could answer she had already run forward leaving him with no choice but the fight the rogues that were already close. Tia and the troll elder stood on the side. They only fought the rogues that came their way, but their focus was on their own kinds. It was not long before big rocks came rolling down the hill coming for them. “That is my kind.” Said the troll elder. “Do they have to be looking like rocks being thrown at people?” asked Tia with a frown. “It’s our difference that makes us unique.” Said the troll elder as he moved forward towards the rolling rocks.

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

Just a mere second behind her, Jason tackled the next goblin he came to. As Jason tore apart the goblin underneath him, a troll with a long sword came to rid himself of the wolf annoyance. When he raised his blade to slice into Gretchen, the enraged yawp of Eason echoed through the clearing as he met the troll’s blade above her when he blocked the approaching deathblow with his sword. Eason went toe to toe with the much larger troll as the wolves continued to tear into the smaller goblins. As the aggressing horde's attention was shifted to the three pesky attackers to the right, Teddy appeared from behind the tree. He walked slowly towards the crowd of marauders as the arrows bounced off him