Ymrindle (Patreon)

With one swing of its mighty club, snowstorms rage within its domain. One strike upon the ground and the landscape changes. Creatures tremble as ice storms strike the land. Its bellows can be heard for miles, and its breath stinks worse than the foulest garbage in a landfill. One step, the ground shakes in fear. Within Island 3 of Delverhold, Ymrindle walks upon his domain.

Created by the Alchemist, Ymrindle wields his club with strength, might, and ruthlessness. Any usurper shall meet the frozen might of his club. Just one prolonged touch and the body shall be forever entombed in the frozen might of pure ice, a testament to the grand throne of the Frost Troll of Delverhold.

Woe to those who enter his frozen domain. Woe to those who face him. Woe to those who hear the roar of the Frozen Titan in the distance, for he hears every step in the snow, and he will not tolerate intruders.

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