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[[File:Throgg.png|thumb|330px|right|Do. Not. Feed him.]] | [[File:Throgg.png|thumb|330px|right|Do. Not. Feed him.]] | ||
{{topquote|What the gods gifted to me can be gifted to another. I will not be the one mind in a race of blunt, witless animals.|The big boy himself, lamenting his position as the only really smart troll out there. Before, ya'know... the end of the world happened}} | {{topquote|What the gods gifted to me can be gifted to another. I will not be the one mind in a race of blunt, witless animals.|The big boy himself, lamenting his position as the only really smart troll out there. Before, ya'know... the end of the world happened}} | ||
Throgg | '''Throgg''', the King of [[Troll]]s. Throgg, Wintertooth. Throgg, the Lord of the Monstrous Hordes. A gigantic monster, a fiend with an insatiable appetite, and possessing more tusks poking out of his hideous, bearded face than what should be witnessed on anyone or anything, Throgg is an aberration among aberrations, and one with a horrifying intellect to boot. | ||
For reasons not known, but most likely due to the meddling of [[Chaos Gods|certain forces | For reasons not known, but most likely due to the meddling of [[Chaos Gods|certain forces]], he stands out among the normally-vacuous trolls of the [[Warhammer Fantasy Battle|Warhammer world]] like a [[Dwarfs (Warhammer Fantasy)|Dwarf]] on stilts. Hailing from the icy recesses of Troll Country, he once contented himself with using his keen mind and command over his brothers and sisters to ambush unwary prey, be it animal or man. Unfortunately, the latter kind of creatures eventually caught wind of this ferocious creature, and thinking ol' Throggy was just a tougher-than-usual troll in need of being put down, knights and monster-slayers of all manners of breed and renown went into the heart of Troll Country to do just that. All of them found their ways down Throgg's gullet. | ||
As it so happens, one of those hapless nimrods, a noble individual of some kind or other, was in possession of a gilded crown that got stuck on one of Throgg's tusks. Deciding to keep it, Throgg dubbed the crown as his own, and thusly was the King of Trolls born. Royalty has never been so thick-skinned. | As it so happens, one of those hapless nimrods, a noble individual of some kind or other, was in possession of a gilded crown that got stuck on one of Throgg's tusks. Deciding to keep it, Throgg dubbed the crown as his own, and thusly was the King of Trolls born. Royalty has never been so thick-skinned. | ||
No longer content with sitting around and waiting for men, Dwarfs and Elves to come to him, Throgg had an epiphany. If these folks were so keen on trying to bring him down, he would now take the fight to them. He would gather an army of monsters, beasts, mutants and madmen in the name of the Ruinous Powers, conquer the lands of men under his mighty club, shatter civilization as we know it, and plunge the entirety of the Warhammer world into an age of ice and darkness—an age the likes of which no creature has before seen, or ever would see again! | No longer content with sitting around and waiting for men, Dwarfs and [[Elves]] to come to him, Throgg had an epiphany. If these folks were so keen on trying to bring him down, he would now take the fight to them. He would gather an army of monsters, beasts, mutants and madmen in the name of the Ruinous Powers, conquer the lands of men under his mighty club, shatter civilization as we know it, and plunge the entirety of the Warhammer world into an age of ice and darkness—an age the likes of which no creature has before seen, or ever would see again! | ||
Well... it would have probably made a good story, but nobody really went on with it. It's also a pretty big shame GeeDubs discontinued his model... | Well... it would have probably made a good story, but nobody really went on with it. It's also a pretty big shame GeeDubs discontinued his model... | ||
==Gallery== | |||
<gallery> | |||
File:Kinslayer Cover.jpg|This troll definitely earned a spot in the "I fought [[Gotrek & Felix]]" club. | |||
File:Throgg Warriors of Chaos 8th Edition Miniature.jpg|You damn kids get off my lawn! | |||
File:Total War Throgg Render 1.jpg|His [[Total War: Warhammer]] model. | |||
</gallery> | |||
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Revision as of 08:12, 18 October 2018
"What the gods gifted to me can be gifted to another. I will not be the one mind in a race of blunt, witless animals."
- – The big boy himself, lamenting his position as the only really smart troll out there. Before, ya'know... the end of the world happened
Throgg, the King of Trolls. Throgg, Wintertooth. Throgg, the Lord of the Monstrous Hordes. A gigantic monster, a fiend with an insatiable appetite, and possessing more tusks poking out of his hideous, bearded face than what should be witnessed on anyone or anything, Throgg is an aberration among aberrations, and one with a horrifying intellect to boot.
For reasons not known, but most likely due to the meddling of certain forces, he stands out among the normally-vacuous trolls of the Warhammer world like a Dwarf on stilts. Hailing from the icy recesses of Troll Country, he once contented himself with using his keen mind and command over his brothers and sisters to ambush unwary prey, be it animal or man. Unfortunately, the latter kind of creatures eventually caught wind of this ferocious creature, and thinking ol' Throggy was just a tougher-than-usual troll in need of being put down, knights and monster-slayers of all manners of breed and renown went into the heart of Troll Country to do just that. All of them found their ways down Throgg's gullet.
As it so happens, one of those hapless nimrods, a noble individual of some kind or other, was in possession of a gilded crown that got stuck on one of Throgg's tusks. Deciding to keep it, Throgg dubbed the crown as his own, and thusly was the King of Trolls born. Royalty has never been so thick-skinned.
No longer content with sitting around and waiting for men, Dwarfs and Elves to come to him, Throgg had an epiphany. If these folks were so keen on trying to bring him down, he would now take the fight to them. He would gather an army of monsters, beasts, mutants and madmen in the name of the Ruinous Powers, conquer the lands of men under his mighty club, shatter civilization as we know it, and plunge the entirety of the Warhammer world into an age of ice and darkness—an age the likes of which no creature has before seen, or ever would see again!
Well... it would have probably made a good story, but nobody really went on with it. It's also a pretty big shame GeeDubs discontinued his model...
Gallery
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This troll definitely earned a spot in the "I fought Gotrek & Felix" club. -
You damn kids get off my lawn! -
His Total War: Warhammer model.
