Tricking The Troll King
His face was a landscape unto itself—broad and rough, with features carved in harsh, angular lines. His eyes, set deep within his skull, glowed with a faint, earthen light that seemed to pulse with an ancient intelligence. These eyes were the color of molten amber, burning with a quiet, dangerous intensity that spoke of eons of wisdom and a feral cunning that had kept him alive for untold centuries. His nose was wide and flat, resembling the edge of a cliff, while his mouth, lined with jagged, stone-like teeth, was set in a permanent scowl that radiated an aura of unyielding authority.