Arnulf

**Character Name:** Arnulf "Almost One-Eye"

**Player:** Cody\_#5797

**Class:** Moon Domain Cleric of Kayassit

**Age:** 28

**Race:** Trollkin (Night Whisper Troll)

**Height/Weight:** 6'1" 200lbs

**Status:** Alive (Resurrected by divine powers)

**Physical Description:**

Arnulf is a six foot tall light blue skinned Trollkin, broad shoulders and slightly hunched back, he wields only his teeth and claws with no sign of weaponry on his person. He wears a tattered dark blue scarf used to hide the lower half of his face with a toothy maw hidden beneath it, his self consciousness with his large fangs proved to be beneficial as it was the sole reason he survived a raid from humans that attacked his community unprovoked, leading to the death of over fifty innocent trolls, he used this cloth to shield himself from the toxic fumes that was rained down upon his village.

His Troll name, "Almost One-Eye" was given to him by the remnants of his clan after almost losing his eye in a duel with a human warrior, the wound attempted to regenerate itself thanks to his troll healing powers but due to the alchemical fumes that was unleashed on his village it instead deformed the surrounding skin leaving a deep gaping cut where the blade left its mark, a constant reminder of how cruel mankind can be.

He travels in rusted scaled armour and blood stained clothes of a forgotten god which he believes he has rediscovered whilst exploring the Savage Frontier...

**Savage Frontier Adventures:**

- A Creature in the Fog I

- A Creature in the Fog II

- A Creature in the Fog III

- A Creature in the Fog IV - Aiding Nahweeha

- A Creature in the Fog V - Wooden Worms of Rod

- A Creature in the Fog VI - The Finale

**Items related to Arnulf "Almost One-Eye"**

- Arnulf's Monster Manual

- Etiyane's Sickle

**Leader Turned Wanderer:**

In his earlier years of life, Arnulf served as a healer amongst a troll and trollkin community, it was a safe haven away from civilization where all types of trollkind could come and live a peaceful existence without the need to hunt and kill other sentient species. Through the years Arnulf was an unofficial leader to the community, doing what he could to provide as much insight and safety for his brethren, alas peace did not last forever as human scouts found their home and saw the potential threat with a large herd of trolls not to distance from their home, so they did was all mankind do and attempted to clear them out one way or another.

As the humans plotted against the trollkin, they soon found they had other issues, the vast majority of the tribe worshipped a moon goddess for protection but something was amidst, she no longer answered their prayers and the trollkin believed she was lost to them, trolls are simple folk so many thought the goddess was either murdered or had abandoned them for some unknown reason. The tribe's morale was shaken and panic was close to erupting in the camp. Arnulf and his inner circle tried to calm them but things soon became far worse, vials of a misty cloud-like substance started raining down upon their tribe and battle ensued, the humans had returned with a alchemical substance designed to stop the trolls regenerative power and reverse the effect causing their bodies to degrade rapidly.

Trolls and humans fought while many around them just collapsed from this sheer potency of poison that was designed to murder them, the trolls did nothing to provoke this other than looking different to the humans. After an extensive battle the human fled, thanks to Arnulf’s self consciousness with his appearance the scarf that was made to hide his large maw also served as protection from the deadly gas. A population of nearly 60 trolls was reduced to a mere half a dozen, the remaining trolls buried the dead before forced to flee to avoid future attacks from the bloodthirsty humans.

The remaining trolls wandered the land for many years after these horrific events but no grudge against the humans was held, they knew if they sought vengeance their kind would no longer exist. The numbers of their group became smaller and smaller the further they travelled, trollkins do not live long but a mere fifty years on average and the effects of the gas had further lowered that number for many of them, permanently damaging them. Arnulf and the couple of remaining trollkin continued to wander, looking for purpose or perhaps signs of their moon goddess still being out there...

**Surviving Members Of Arnulf's Trollkin Clan:**

- Lippy "Bent Fingers"

*-* Ida "Many-Blades"