The truzirii /tɹuˈziːɹi/ is a thin, wooden stranger𐊁 with jointed arms . ... as though made of wood.
𐊁 "Props for a war with toy soldiers." †Carline Zontaire, Mmd
... ... ... .. ... .. ... ... ... .. .. .. .. ... .. ... ... ... .. .. .. .. ... ... .... .. ... ... .. ... .. ... ... ... but not limited to attics∀ ...
∀ "Anywhere there were gaps – and the workers of course, of course they were getting – less precise. You'd find buildings with spaces between the walls a quarter-foot wide, half-foot wide, two feet wide... open only at the ends. Some of them took to hiding their valuables in these gaps; to enter a house, the lack of furniture would be obscene, to know it had all been placed inside the walls, instead. One building that I spent a night in had a place where someone must have taken a sledgehammer to the bedroom wall... a dozen toys were sprawled out across the wood-plank floor." †Foucher, Franklyn
The truzirii is narrow enough to fit in any gap less than an inch and a half in width. .. lives in as small a space as possible. Behind large pieces of furniture, .. .. .. but the more hidden-away .. the better. Getting inside the walls is ... . . ... ideal. The truzirii is also light-avoidant, preferring ...
Aside from this hiding behaviour, it engages in few other unprompted actions towards the world, except towards human corpses. ... . . ... .. ... and it always emerges from its hiding spot and attempts to claw these dead bodies back into its lair.꒦ Though the truzirii is sturdier and stronger than it appears, its physical form is largely ... .. unsuited towards such a task.ក
꒦ "Hiding them... or storing them... or censoring them right out of existence. It was getting to be the time when it didn't matter much either way." Ga, Marion. The Fickle Diaries, 12
ក "I was amazed that it didn't snap apart as it did what it did... it raked its hand over her face, nudged her neck, and she turned her head, the slightest angle away. It kept at this for hours. When I returned later, she'd moved only a few feet, but the beast still clawed and clawed and clawed. It had snapped one of its own fingers off, and now the broken digit lay next to her mouth. It couldn't have happened to a better person... I was glad that these things were there, to do these things for me, you know? I could have come to believe that they were enacting our bidding... " †Bunel, Jasmine
Its only social behaviour is to stand side-by-side with another of its kind when unable to find a space in which to hide (with two truzirii never sharing a space). Two truzirii move as one.𐊍
𐊍 "In the middle of that square, grey room, they rotated; ballet dancers." †Yazizi, Ignatius