#trolla

"Hey, Squonge! Let's play a game now!"

This was 3 1/2 months in the making (delays and distractions galore!)

Another game of coming up with a series of things that a character is doing...or in this case, has done, since this is about Montork's past kicking butt as a young magician--though the subject does drift to somebody that he used to know.

I'm surprised the Storm Dragon turned out decent. I'm not used to drawing dragons. But, anyway, I think of it and its sibling as the Trollan demigods of the sky and sea, spawned by the Star Tree and having a link to the wider universe. They can cause storms with their howling. To meet one of these beasts is an honor.

Not that anybody cares, but the memory thief is a reference to an MLP fic I wrote some years ago. Just thought it'd be fun to put that idea in as one of Montork's adventures.

And let's wrap this up with one more thing:

i usually dont upload ocs here but this is a special occasion

this is the first fan oc ive made since i was like 7!! i had a while where i didnt like fan ocs and thought they were cringe but im so glad i overcame that stupid mindset fan ocs are awesome

Been a bit since I've worked on that Trollan show concept, but it's finally time for the Trollan of the hour! The one the series revolves around, though who knows how weird his copyright status would be if it feasibly was a show!

A nephew. A best friend. A boyfriend. One of the best pupils of the academy. An all around great guy. Orko the Great. Unfortunately, he also has the title of "The Lost Trollan". After the cosmic storm did its damage to the region, a noticeable gap in the community was discovered. An event so rare, that no one was prepared for it, much to the chagrin of people against the Crimson Council. A cosmic storm is a dimensional storm. So he could be anywhere. Sure, as you all know, he ended up in an amazing dimension, where he became privy to a secret, was adopted by a loving family, and has had his life changed amazingly. But Trolla doesn't know that. For all intents and purposes, he's MIA. And where he is now, he still has his staff, which is dwindled now into a broken wand. Not that he could use it anyways, his magic is different here. But he hasn't lost hope. He knows he has friends on both sides now.

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