Kasai

Kasai was a troll.

Aged
Kasai had lost so many members of his people that he haf retired to the Valley of Spirits to get away from humans. He bore the scars, physically and emotionally, of centuries watching his people disappear into the Shadowlands, die by natural causes, or get killed by humans. Tall, but hunched over from age, every scar on his body and long, gangly arms came with a story, a history lesson, of the betrayals and violence of the human race. Kasai had refrained from deliberately killing humans, only attacking intruders to drive them away, dressed in rags to appear as a spirit. He howled in the dark of night to frighten travelers, and he sometimes left animal carcasses to rot both to scare humans and to chase them away with the stench. He kept the scrolls and books he finds on human corpses or dropped by frightened travelers. He took stones and fallen wood to build structures throughout the forest. Kasai wanted to seek out more of his kind, but that required him to make a long overland journey through human lands. His hatred of humans wars against his self-discipline; he refused to turn into a monster and cut a bloody path home. So, he kept himself in isolation.