Back in the darkened pit that was the first room where everyone had, and some still were awakening, a man of colorless being and blackened ink slowly rose to his feet. If one could even consider a creature such as him a man, of course, for despite fully interacting with and conforming to the three-dimensional environment that surrounded them all, Trollge still appeared as though he were fully animated. Something that created quite the visual paradox for anyone around, albeit one they could slowly grow accustomed to as time went on.

In any case though, he didn't spend too much time questioning where he was or how he'd gotten here, for he had been in situations far stranger than this before, and didn't think it that unusual it as a result.

[b]>Brushing le dirt from his suit, Mr. Trollge swaggered his way over to le open door, his expression cheerful as could be.[/b]