Blonde, curly hair neatly coiffured to reveal a craggy, worried face. Dead black eyes, set low within their sockets, watch honorably over the town they've come to appreciate for so long. A sword left a mark reaching from just under the left eyebrow , running towards the left side of his lips and ending above his left eye leaves a satisfying memory of redeemed honor. This is the face of Kaijin Valkeiki, a true explorer among trolls. He stands tiny among others, despite his thin frame. There's something extraordinary about him, perhaps it's his clumsiness or perhaps it's simply a feeling of joy. But nonetheless, people tend to take pride in knowing him as a friend, while making up bigger stories about him.