The Wildhunt
@ancientExecutioner
Something ancient. Something evil. Something hungry.
In modern nights, the Wildhunt is an obscure piece of fiction, alternian folklore of a beast of a troll that cannot die, and was cursed to hunt you down in the night, or snatch you up and imprison you on the pink moon. Appearance: The rare few individuals who have seen The Wildhunt have observed an extremely large and tall seadweller with a broken horn, the membranes of his webbed ears permanently damaged to the point where only the spines remain. A heavily scarred face missing a nose. He wears rusted metal armor and dead lusi pelts over his shoulders, and caries a massive bearded axe. History: The Wildhunt is a truly ancient creature from before the reign of HIC and possibly before the empire itself. He's something between the mindless undead hordes of Alternia and the mythical rainbow drinkers. His birthname has long since left him. Once in a time before recorded history he was a powerful warlord, and the general of a lost empire. The Wildhunt seems to be somewhat immortal, or rather undead. He requires blood to survive and carves sunlight, but his body looks unbelievably damaged in some areas, and mummified in others. Logically he should be dead, and while his dried husk of a corpse does not seem capable of healing itself, through the consumption of blood (or flesh if given the mood) he is sustained.
If it is normal to so freely discuss one's sexual desires on this public forum then let it be knoWn that I Would like for a troll smaller than the aVerage to let me pin them doWn and fill them yo bursting under the stars. It Will not be oVer until you are Whispering and shaking like a leaf.. #nsfW
Outta curriousity. What's smallerr than averrage?
Well I'm about 8 feet, so anyone under 6 feet tall Would be small enough but 5 feet tall Would be the right size to be truly diminutiVe compared to me.
Bloody 'ell. Good t' know.
Puts me 'bout thrree inches too tall ferr yerr ideal size.
'adn't checked yerr prrofile yet, 's all.
Hmn. Fairr 'nuff.
In modern nights, the Wildhunt is an obscure piece of fiction, alternian folklore of a beast of a troll that cannot die, and was cursed to hunt you down in the night, or snatch you up and imprison you on the pink moon. Appearance: The rare few individuals who have seen The Wildhunt have observed an extremely large and tall seadweller with a broken horn, the membranes of his webbed ears permanently damaged to the point where only the spines remain. A heavily scarred face missing a nose. He wears rusted metal armor and dead lusi pelts over his shoulders, and caries a massive bearded axe. History: The Wildhunt is a truly ancient creature from before the reign of HIC and possibly before the empire itself. He's something between the mindless undead hordes of Alternia and the mythical rainbow drinkers. His birthname has long since left him. Once in a time before recorded history he was a powerful warlord, and the general of a lost empire. The Wildhunt seems to be somewhat immortal, or rather undead. He requires blood to survive and carves sunlight, but his body looks unbelievably damaged in some areas, and mummified in others. Logically he should be dead, and while his dried husk of a corpse does not seem capable of healing itself, through the consumption of blood (or flesh if given the mood) he is sustained.