Legends of Belariath
Crazy
In the dim glow of twilight, one of the silhouettes on the horizon doesn't look exactly like a tree. At first you think it is your imagination, paranoia playing tricks on you. Slowly, you begin to realize that the figure seems to have pointed, enlonged ears sticking upwards and outwards on each side. Though as tall and thick as much of the scenery throughout the forest, the creature's gangly walk reveals a wirey musculature, demonstrating a terrifying armspan ending in thick, square fists. The leaves beneath it's heavy footfall russell only slighty, as if touched by a calm wind, and the distance between you is closed quickly. Up close the most striking feature is the wicked smile bareing sharp, curved teeth. The sight of you causes the troll's saliva to drip from ten inches of pink tongue. Between his legs, his loincloth whips with articulation from his massive member. He is either going to eat you alive, or do far, far worse.