Bela'dya the Troll

Pronunciation:
Bell-uh-die-uh

Core Story:
The Shifting Stone

About me:
Humans have this tale that's very strange to me. Something about an ugly grumpy troll under a bridge? And it doesn't allow people to cross said bridge? I'm not completely familiar with it, but my tale is about more than a troll that guard a bridge. I don't guard a bridge, I guard an entire world that's home to many mystical being, humans and more. "Home Circle" is a massive space full of markets, houses, huts and lovely civilization. Home Circle is surrounded by tall mountains that protect its people from invaders, storms, and other disasters. I reside on the outside of the mountain and I decide who leaves and who comes in. I check to ensure bandits, assassins, dark entities/forces and danger stay out. If they are to ever face me, they're met by the fury of my magic that's given to me by my friend Rajasta.