"The sigil of Angor Rot." A slightly pudgy man leaned over to take a closer look at what he was talking about before it disappeared under the skin of a boy no older than sixteen. "Master Jim, I fear you have been marked for a fate worse than death."
"Whaaaaaat?" A stout and overweight young boy, and a young girl with a blue streak and plenty of hair clips in her hair, both about the same age as the boy kneeling on the ground approached closer from where they had been standing out of the way. It had been the boy who had said that with a dumbfounded and concerned look on his face.
"Is there no way to remove it Blinky? Isn't it just a mark?" The girl spoke up from behind Jim, her hand in front of her mouth and worry written all over her.
"I do apologize Claire, Tobias, but I have never heard of anyone ever overcoming the sigil."
Claire shared a look with Tobias and both looked over at Jim who had just deactivated his armor. "It's okay guys, I'm sure we'll think of something. I mean there's gotta be some way of undoing it." Resignation filled his words as he sighed, looking down at the glowing blue amulet in his hand.
Blinky did as his name implied and blinked at the boy. "Well, if there is someone who would know, there's only two people I can think of. Vendel being one of them of course."
Claire raised her eyebrow and placed her hands on her hips. "Who's the other one?"
"Well he, or she, is someone who doesn't like being bothered. So really, we shouldn't agitate him, or her, for something this small-"
"Blinky!" Tobias interrupted before the man could start rambling. "Who is it? Who are you even talking about?"
"Well that's the thing Tobias, I don't know his, or her, real name. I only know them as 'The Old One'. We would have to ask Vendel if we wanted to meet whoever it is anyway so we might as well just ask Vendel about the sigil."
"Why is this 'Old One' so special Blink?" Jim couldn't help but ask, regardless of whether this unknown person was who they needed or not, curiosity was a major trait of almost all thinking creatures.
At this question Blinky brightened up. "I have several of their books in my library in fact. They supposedly have traveled all over the world and has seen things no one else has. According to their last book, 'Fixing Paradoxical Cracks in the Continuum', it was noted that there would be no more books being written because he or she had taken an injury and would undergo a hermitage in an unknown location."
As the group made their way down from the hill they continued to discuss this unknown old person. Eventually they found their way back to Trollmarket to find Vendel.
"Vendel? Vendel, the Trollhunter requires your knowledge. We had hoped you would have the answer to our, uh... current problem." Blinky almost cringed as an old troll looked over at him from his table.
"Blinkous, what in Deya's Grace have you and the Trollhunter done now?" The old troll leaned on his staff as he waited for the, doubtlessly stupid question like he normally got asked. Or for them to have blown something up or caused another such incident. That happened sometimes.
Jim, Claire, and Toby walked in from behind Blinky and stood by to hear whatever the old troll would say. Blinky fidgeted and rubbed his hands together, avoiding as much eye contact as possible with Vendel. "Well, it's a funny story you see. On our day out, which was lovely by the way, I got to do so many new things. I eveen got to eat human food!"
"Blinkous Galadrigal in the name of Deya hurry it up!" The old troll was clearly not happy with the rambling.
"Master Jim may have received the sigil of Angor Rot." He finally blurted it out and the reaction was more than they had expected. Vendel's mouth hung open as his mind took a moment to catch up with what was just said. During the time he stood there, Blinky explained the whole situation, with some minor additions by Jim, Claire, and Toby.
"Well." He spoke after a minute of silence. "I'm sorry to say, Trollhunter, I have no idea how to remove the sigil. Dark magics are neither easy nor safe to learn, and I'm afraid this is quite dark." He shrugged helplessly and actually seemed to be honest in his apology.
Blinky started fidgeting and playing with his hands again as he hesitated for a moment. It wasn't until Jim elbowed Blinky that he got the courage to continue. "We were hoping to get an audience with The Old One, Vendel. If you don't know then The Old One is the only one we can ask next who might have some clue to our predicament."
Vendel was silent again, only this time he was deep in thought. It wasn't for another extremely tense two minutes before they got an answer. "Blinkous, you should know by now after you have asked so many times that The Old One doesn't like having guests."
"Wait, you've asked before Blinky? You didn't mention that before." Jim looked over at his trainer and mentor next to him while Blinky shrugged.
"Yes, well, whoever they are they have rejected my request for council on several occasions. I didn't think it to have any significant impact on our situation."
"But if you've been declined so many times before shouldn't we not be able to get a meeting now?" Claire piped up from behind Jim, looking over his shoulder at Blinky and Vendel. Vendel merely tapped his staff onto the ground as he moved to his table, moving aside various gemstones.
"It cannot hurt to request it, but do not get your hopes up Trollhunter, and give it some time. We will see what their answer will be." With that the conversation was done and everyone put it in the back of their heads to focus on other things.
Wrote this drunk and after binging all 3 parts, so if you don't like it you don't like it. Still don't care though. Whether I continue this or not I'm not sure either.