The Galactic League Marshall Mumbled to himself about the creature he hunted. "A heavy G Worlder, they resembled their nickname of "Trolls". Big, nasty and with the ill temper of a wounded wolverine. Natural selection in their enviroment had made them dense, extremely resistant to damage, and had given them rediculous strength." But that was where the resemblence ended, and things got nasty. They had the nerve to be highly intelligent, and it was even theorised by some scientist that they may even posess psychic abilities. It was also believed in many circles of government, that if it wasn't for the fact that they 'Preferred' to be left alone on their home planet, plus the fact that they bred slowly. So there were only a few thousand alive at any given time. They could be...No Would be a serious threat to the peace of the Galactic League. So Darden 5 had been given a Class 7 Isolation Protocol. "But someone always thought they knew better. Some scientist or Corporation figured they would bypass the system and use one for study or bio weapons development, or some other nonsense. It usually ended in screaming, blood and lots and LOTS of deaths." The Marshall looked at his rifle and wondered if he should have brought a bigger weapon. Or maybe even waited for the Marshall Tactical Assault Team. But he was the first on scene and had to scout the area to gather intell. So far all he had seen was blood and dead bodies, Thank God. That was, until the doors to his left opened and the troll entered the chamber. "Damn." Set up in poser 5, rendered in Daz Studio. I might just import this into Bryce to see how that looks.