Your name is VEERUS SAITH. You are a young troll and have many INTERESTS such as the ART OF COMBAT and the TACTICS of old troll generals and warlords, no one is cooler than these guys: They made your race what it is. You have some disdain for "fictional" anything really, if it doesn't exist in a quantifiable form, you aren't interested. You have a deep love of robots and computers, even though you aren't very good at fixing or using either, the love stems from the way every action is perfectly measured and executed, tirelessly. You can wield almost any weapon with ease, but don't often role play with your fellow trolls, as there is no point in playing for keeps when you could actually be out killing things without rules, it's things that make no sense like this that make your blood boil. EVERYTHING must have purpose. If it doesn't have purpose it shouldn't exist at all. To this end you believe the caste system of your people is useless, and have a disdain for your own BLUE blood, because it marks you to your peers as being superior for the WRONG reasons, it's not that you aren't better, it's just that your blood has nothing to do with it. Did you mention you tend to be pretty arrogant? Your TROLLTAG is ravenousReason and you don't say much. (Even though you do an AWFUL lot of thinking.)
Your Lusus is one of the smarter ones, from whence your love of tactics and logic grew, as did your combat skill, as your lusus would constantly fight you, demanding that you prove there is a reason for you to be alive. Your lusus kind of looks like the a balrog, but smaller, white, and not on fire.
He wields the "Weight" modus for his sylladex, he can carry anything so long as his robust strength can make up for it, size is nothing.
Once you start your adventure, you will be the Ninja of Form, from the land of Spikes and Flow
This isn't my troll exactly, I made him up on the spot for an RP me and my friend are trying to get off the ground, I'll make my real troll alter-ego in a bit.