Brodd the Troll
Name given at Birth: Brodd (sounds like road)
Nicknames: Old Troll, Hey You or God’s Teeth what’s that!
Hometown or where you were born: Family lived in a lovely cave near river somewhere in the mountains of what humans call Sweden. Brodd mother say it was a wonderful rainy day. Is a good portent for trolls.
Current Residence: Have traveled to Canterbury for festival and stationed under one of the bridges of the Canterbury River
Age: A span over three hundred, give or take a few decades
What do you do, your main function in life/society: Finding recruits for the troll army, collecting tolls for troll bridges and chasing "lost" livestock.
Have you ever gone skinny-dipping / do you know how to swim: Why do humans call it skinny-dipping. No one turns skinny in water? Mayhap Brodd has before. If river is quick, sometimes it plays tricks and can steal clothes. It is most certain, Brodd know how to swim, Brodd is river troll.
Do you make fun of people: Yes, human are very funny but they lack troll humor. Trolls make fun of each other all the time, it is how the best brawls begin.
Favorite Color: Gold and silver, just like Brodd favorite coins Brodd get when you cross Brodd’s bridges.
Have you ever committed or been convicted of a crime: Trolls do not have crimes. If a troll does something forbidden by the Troll King, then the troll must hope king do not hear of it. If his majesty does the troll best hide or wish they were dead. Brodd have stolen the occasional pig and goat for dinner though.
Closest friends/How did you meet: Brodd has two friends in Canterbury that Brodd trusts, Fern and Fawn. They have crossed Brodd’s path on more than one occasion and have helped Brodd once when in need.
Two handfuls of winters ago, Brodd had enjoyed a fairy revel and drank a bit more of the fairy elderberry mead than Brodd should have. After stumbling about in the night Brodd wandered into a mortal estate. Hungry and wanting a snack Brodd made busy trying to steal a sweet looking pig.
The mortal lord of the estate took offense and set warriors upon Brodd. Having had too much mead earlier Brodd could not defend himself properly. Suddenly darkness fell upon the mortal warriors and laughter echoed into the night. There was a bit of shouting and curses and a thin hand guided Brodd through the glamoured murk. When Brodd could see Fern was smiling and telling Brodd he owed her a debt. Fawn look confused and asked what they were doing there.
Pets: Brodd does not understand pets. Animals are for chasing and eating. Brodd does know a pack of wolves that Brodd will run with sometime and aid each other to catch deer.
Favorite Type of Music: Anything loud and raucous. Brodd like drums, lots and lots of drums!
Hobbies/Pastimes: Counting gold, chasing farm animals, brawling and drinking.
Personal Hygiene: Brodd fairly clean by humans. Spend many days near the river and get wet lots.
Favorite Food: MEAT! Cows, pig, deer, sheep, and best of all GOAT!!! Anything sweet. If a little sweet is good, a lot of sweet is better!
Favorite place to relax: Napping under a bridge or better yet drinking with others like Brodd.
Favorite Drink: Ale, beer, cider and mead. Brodd love sweet drinks.
What's your bedtime: Whenever Brodd get tired.
Are you married or single: Brodd single for now. Found barbarian woman two winters past who Brodd wanted to change into troll but she true to her people. (sigh) Have not found right troll woman yet.
Favorite Entertainment: Watching humans do funny things. Drinking and swapping stories, lately have been trading tales with Barbarians. Brodd also enjoy any time there is a fairy or gypsy revel. There are excellent places to "find" drink and they are amusing to watch. At gypsy revel Brodd must skulk quietly, as he can scare them. At faerie revel, hardest thing is to behave or mayhap wake up with donkey head.
Most Humiliating Moment: Brodd had finally left father’s cave and found a bridge of his own. Brodd waited for humans to cross when finally decided on what Brodd thought was the best to fight. A small group of barbarians were in a hurry and Brodd challenged them. While Brodd was barking and challenging them, one of them threw a war hammer and knocked Brodd of the bridge. Brodd landed head first and was stuck in muck. Barbarians laughed and crossed while Brodd fought to not choke to death on mud. Managed to free Brodd’s head but barbarians had crossed and they widely told story of the dolt troll. Had to listen to story for years! He learned that strength does not win everything.
Proudest Moment: Several winters ago when a troll conclave was called. Brodd was called before the Troll King. Brodd answered call and showed mettle to his king. He was chosen to be a troll clever enough to recruit for the troll army. Brodd has also proven friend to fairies and has been given the task to carry messages to them for the Troll King.
Craziest Person or silliest you know: Fawn is funny. She is most forgetful fairy of them all. Brodd can sometimes convince her that she is something other than a fairy.
What do you look for in the opposite sex: Strength & wit. She must be a strong warrior who can defend herself as well as test Brodd’s mettle in battle. Also she must be someone who is sharp and clever likes Brodd.
In our Hierarchical Society everybody has somebody "over" them, Who is your immediate "overlord": The Troll King in all things. Brodd would never disobey an order given by highest of all trolls.
How do you feel about that person? Gulder is the strongest, wisest and most magical of all trolls. Brodd has respect for The Troll King above all others.
Favorite Sport: Wrestling bear and elk tug of war
Favorite Sport to watch: The human Highland games. Men tossing trees and stones as well as the tug of war are fun and funny to watch. Brodd has tried to help them do better, but they did not like Brodd’s advice.
Do you remember your first kiss: Yes, her speaking name was Grenda and we were youth of just fifty winters. She snuck up behind and tackled Brodd. Brodd thought it was a bear attack and fought back. When all was done, Brodd had many bruises, a black eye and a cracked rib. She was such a sweet girl with eyes dark like storms. Her clan moved on about three seasons after that but Brodd still remember her iron grip. (sigh and toothy smile)
Where is your favorite "Vacation" spot: Wherever Brodd may wander. The bridges of this land are many and Brodd would like to see them all.
What is your bed made of: Brodd sleep in caves or below bridges. Earth and stone make excellent bed. Under bridges Brodd lies near water, listens to it and let it sing Brodd to sleep.
How many people sleep in your bed: Just Brodd.
What, if anything, do you usually wear on your feet: Stout boots.
10 Things Everybody Should Know About Me:
1. Brodd not at Harvest Festival to hurt people. Brodd is recruiting for the Troll Army.
2. Brodd has been told to leave royalty alone. Brodd calls them the shiny people. If Brodd word, will reach the Troll King and then Brodd will be in big trouble. Brodd is being good...for a troll.
3. Brodd has heard that Oberon and Tatiana are quarreling. Brodd working very hard to stay out of fight.
4. Brodd can see in the dark
5. Brodd likes pirates. They are like trolls, but just on the ocean.
6. Brodd tail still has no fur because of a curse from the Winter King.
7. Brodd does not let people see him eat. Have been told it makes humans nervous. Fairies keeps telling Brodd to do it anyway.
8. Brodd knows secrets about fairies and can tell others about them…for a price.
9. Brodd has been talking with the barbarians in the woods. They are very fun humans and make more sense than most.
10. Brodd respectful of those who know magic. Have thick skin to protect from mortal threats; it does not always help against magic. Is best not to make them angry if possible.