Sirion

A tall, almost four-meter-tall troll with two pairs of horns, one small, the other large and glowing in the dark. He has turquoise fur on his neck and scruff, and purple skin with dark purple spots. His tail is long with two glowing stripes. Sirion has four eyes, allowing him to see almost perfectly in the dark without additional lighting. Despite working hard, he doesn't look like an athlete; quite the contrary, he has a slight belly, like someone who enjoys snacking on flour. He wears fingerless gloves and knee-length shorts with a single strap. A pair of lower fangs protrude, reminding him that he's not just some cute troll, but a big, strong worker. His ears are sheep-like, and there's a gold ring on one of them.

People like Sirion are often called hermits. He rarely ventures into town, usually to pick up or deliver orders, and otherwise spends most of his time digging in the mine or processing stone. He's quite calm by nature, even seeming a little tired, but despite this, he's very quick-witted, capable of making a sarcastic remark or making fun of anyone lost in his mine. He enjoys using sarcasm and irony. But sometimes it slips out that he's lived alone and in isolation for a long time, and might not know some new, fashionable words. In short, he's a sarcastic old man from the mines. He never had any relationships, no one was particularly interested in him before; to everyone, he's just a hard worker. His family lives far from the market, in the remote forests, and he hasn't seen them for a long time either.

A troll based on the animated series Trollhunters: Tales of Arcadia. Sirion is a miner who loves his work, almost too much so. He's willing to search for magical and precious stones for days without leaving the mine. Other trolls often ask him to find them for special stones, and he does so for a fee, a sort of commission. He digs very deep; other trolls don't venture into his mines, which are very tangled and long, making it easy to get lost without a guide, but Sirion knows them like the back of his hand. His home is located right at the entrance to the mines, two small buildings: one for mineral storage, the other for habitation. The stone warehouse looks very neat, with everything in its own drawers and boxes, making it impossible to miss something. Sirion has lived in the market for a very long time, probably two thousand years, and almost everyone knows him, even though he's a bit of a recluse. For centuries, he's preferred the mines to the company of trolls.