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just a stranger
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New Berk; a beautiful landscape full of flowing pools or water and springs.
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Their closest neighbors, on the island of Rokga, are the Menacing Meathead tribe. Friendly neighbors for all intents and purposes, with a particular interest in mining. Their architecture is grand, their sculptures even more so, and their weaponry tougher than a mountain.

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Rokga Island; a surface landscape of rolling hills hides many expansive cave systems.
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Meanwhile, to the north east of New Berk, a different island, Visithug Island, is home to their namesake tribe: the Visithugs. Largely a shepherding community, they are responsible for producing Arcath, a very influential inventor. A technological revolution is spreading across this new archipelago in the form of gunpowder. It is a new era, one filled with prosperity, but hardly peace.

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Visithug Island; very similar to old Berk, full of hills and areas of rocky terrain.
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It's the time of a technological revolution. There are rumors of strange beasts seen flying high above. It is also that time of year. A group of graduating students from both Berk and Rokga huddle into a ship, and set sail in the early morning. One the afternoon of the 2nd day, a storm begins to roll in. The ship is blown far off course, and by the time the clouds clear, they're being pulled. The ship crashes against a rock, then another, then the water is flipping them over and the ship tumbles downward into the fog. The crashing against rocks, the gasping for air as water rains down- they begin to black out. They'll likely die.
But they don't. The group wakes up in a dark cave, and step out to be greeted by the Hidden World.
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Name: Heidi Marina Osmond
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Physical Description: Average height, about 5’6, with a curvy hourglass body. Light tan skin and covered with freckles, mainly on her nose, cheeks, and shoulders. Almond shaped eyes with bright emerald colored eyes and pierced ears. Long, thick, very full wavy light brown reddish-orange hair. She mainly keeps her hair up in a ponytail, filled with small braids, with yarn, cloth and small trinkets are woven into her hair. A small scar on the ridge of her nose and a large scar on her upper left arm.
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Personality: Heidi is a friendly, kind-hearted girl who will do all she can to help out all of those around her. She is a very nurturing, protective and a loving person, having a motherly nature to the way she cares for those close to her. Enjoy having alone time but at the same time likes being around her friends, expressive, curious and a bit stubborn at times.
History: Heidi was born into the Osmond clan (child of Aesir Osmond and Freya Osmon), a family mainly consisting of craftsmen and fisherman, with a few warriors sprinkled in. She is the youngest and the only girl of a large family of 10 older brothers. Heidi was raised from a very small age to be a strong Viking women verse in many fields (domestic duties as well as sailing, carving and weapon use). Always running off, following her older brothers curious about helping them out. Although after losing her mother her father and brothers became a bit overprotective of her (did not help that Heidi looks a lot like her mother). Though she was being sheltered a bit more, Heidi always managed to sneak out and away from her father’s watch and run away to the forest to practice her archery, explore and swim at the shore. After weeks and weeks of her trying to convince her father and a few of her brothers she finds herself on the boat with others her age, ready to show her family what she is capable of.
Other: Heidi is a great archer, finding it easier and more fun to wield a bow an arrow than to welding a sword or ax. As well she also enjoyed the challenge of using a bow then randomly hitting things with a sword or ax like her brothers. She is a pretty good cook as well, having lots of practice after having to cook for her father and all her brothers. Heidi has a love of anything sweet, always having some type of pastry or cookie stored in her person. As well she carries a small dagger which she uses to widdle small objects, which at times brades into her hair. Besides enjoying archery and cooking she also enjoys swimming, flowers, rain and starry nights. Dislikes her friends/family getting hurt, talking about the loss of her mother and large thunderstorms.



Dragon's name: Bubbles
Species: Raincutter
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Description: Bubbles is a sharp type dragon, a very tall large female dragon with a 60 feet wingspan. Purplish-blue coloration with a magenta belly and blue spots throughout her body. Has a very sharp fin on its head and aerodynamic fins that help it fly more efficiently, that can also be used for offense. Its long neck that helps her pick up any grubs or worms in the dirt and mud. Raincutter can breathe fire, which its flames are capable of staying alive in wet and damp air during a small rain shower or a storm.
Bubbles size and appearance might look menacing but she is a big softy who loves getting attention, more so if she likes and trusts you. Can easily get jealous and can be quite stubborn, but she is a very loyal dragon. Bubbles will follow commands, although if she thinks it will cause harm to herself or those she is protecting she will either turn around and stand her ground. She is a very protective dragon, wrapping her neck or cover those she is protecting with her wings.
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Other: Loves the rain, because rainy wet days means many yummy wiggly juicy worms and grubs for her to eat. Loves getting scratches behind her head and back fins and belly rubs. Does not like hot and dry days and can be a bit clumsy on the ground due to her size, she tends to knock things over.
 
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Name: Ulricvar "Ulric" Stragson
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Sexuality: Bisexual, but leans more heterosexual than not, he likes what he likes
Physical Description: Short black hair and starting to grow a slight beard. Ulric is fairly tall but certainly not overly muscular. It's clear that he's used to working outside he just hasn't bulked up a lot, which seems normal within his family line. He favors his left foot when standing often shifting his weight that way. He wears a combination of leather armor and fur cloaks to make him see larger than he is. The fur cloak was also designed for him to hide himself when in trouble. His voice is very friendly, and a very capable singer, though it will be rare to hear him. Ulric's cloaks are taken from the idea of a Ulfhednar, the lupine berserkers, though he himself doesn't go berserk like them or have any real relation. Mainly he uses the head of the wolf as a hood so he can slip away from his family. Around the others he won't really have it up, only when he feels like there's going to be a fight or he needs to hide.

((If you need a face claim think along the lines of a youngish Colin O'Donoghue.))

Personality: A slight flirt, Ulric is obviously very charismatic. He knows how to be around others and get along with them but clearly prefers the silent moments when he can be alone. He is stubborn and headstrong, often self-sacrificing when he doesn't need to be. He almost seems to have a slight hero complex when trouble is involved. He often will play devil's advocate because he won't hesitate to speak his mind and give his opinion, including against certain courses of action, if there's time to talk about them. If he feels the stakes are too high, he will do what needs to be done and it dosen't matter what anyone says, as mentioned before he's headstrong, and that can lead to problems.

That being said, due to living in a large family, Ulric can often take a guardian role if he feels others need help. He doesn't necessarily want to do this but living with so many siblings means he is used to stepping in with them and trying to be the mature one.

History: Son of a farmer who doesn't want to be a farmer, Ulric has many siblings, both older and younger, and it has caused him to want to get away from home as much as possible. He will sign up for anything that will let him out of the life that he has since felt trapped in. His parents were very old fashioned, telling him to get married, settle down, work a farm like the rest of the family, comparing him to both his older siblings and younger occasionally. He put together his armor on his own and sharpened a dull sword that those richer than his family tossed away for something new. That sword remains at his side until he can afford his own new one. Ulric technically wasn't supposed to be the boat, but he slipped on.
Other: Farm boy, he's learning to use a sword and is a quick learner, he isn't useless in a fight but he also isn't very good, likely to be easily overwhelmed. He knows plants, knows what's poisonous and such but not how to use them medically, just food wise. When fighting and disarmed he fights like someone with a lot of siblings, still dangerous without a weapon, but likely to get himself hurt.
Ulric is a middle child of 9, closer to being on the older end but nowhere near the oldest with more siblings on the way along with the first few cousins.

Dragon's name: Talonstorm
Species: Woolly Howl
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Description:
Talonstorm's build is much like any other Woolly Howl, fur draped along her back and a lighter belly to the rest of her. Instead of the regular brown though she seems to be mostly black with bits of grey strips caused by a layer of underscales as the woolly how's scales grow out to look like bits of fur. These colours are not normal at all for a Woolly Howl, making Talonstorm look strange in general. (Color Reference using a Tundra from FR)

A normal Woolly Howl for reference:
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Talonstorm is clearly a no-nonsense dragon, at least when it comes to others, she likes to act dignified. Extremely loyal she'll follow whoever she trusts even if it could cost her greatly. She becomes possessive over those she likes and easily becomes jealous, growling and threatening others. She actually enjoys giving others a scare, occasionally playing games by taking swipes that only seem threatening though she wouldn't hit anyone. She will often try to pin others to show them that she's not a force to be reckoned with. Agile and powerful overall, she loves praise.

Due to her coloration she is unable to hide as easily as others of her species but does well at night.
Other: (General Woolly Howl Info)
The Woolly Howl is one of the few dragons which can shoot ice blasts. Being in the Strike Class, it can fire its highly explosive ice blasts from a far distance with a lot power and pin-point accuracy. Its blast consists of hail, which is sustained in a spiral. The Woolly Howl, like all Strike Class dragons, has blazing speed. The Woolly Howl is among the fastest dragons, but is bulkier than other strike class dragons, yet still agile.
 
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Name: Natalia "Talia" Sveardottir
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Sexuality: Pansexual
Physical Description:
Short red hair, Natalia, or just Talia, is as tough as they come. Good looking but certainly strong enough to put others in their place. She always has a defensive stance about her, trying to block the world out by staying at the edge of things with her arms crossed. The armor and fur she wears appears to have decent value, suggesting that her family was upper-middle class, enough to trade for something relatively decent a custom. Pale compared to others, she seems lucky that she doesn't burn in the sun, they used to call that her mother's gift. Her green eyes often seem to be looking for trouble. Talia covers up fake scars with long sleeves and padding, all of these are from harsh training.
Talis is approximately 5'4"

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Personality: Natalia is very much a stab someone and ask questions later type. She will always choose to fight if the option is given. She doesn't tend to show her softer side, in fact seeing it as weak. She is afraid others will drag her down, and believes that everyone should be out to protect themselves. She isn't completely without compassion though, she seems to remember a time when others were kind to her and she learned to be kind but she tries to push it aside. She will attack if provoked and certainly has no problem with going for a kill if pushed too far, but capable of restraining herself. For the most part around others, she's showboating to keep them at a distance, as she believes getting help is weakness. She would not actually stab anyone who was on the ship unless they were a threat. She would certainly threaten them.

History: Natalia's mother died from sickness when she was young, soon followed by her father only a few years later. As a result she was raised by her uncle, a hard man who made Natalia fight for everything so she wouldn't be weak. Her uncle fought against raiders, considers himself a hero, as do others, Ivan the the Defender. Certainly tales have been told of him but that didn't stop him from keeping distant with the clan at times, at least once he looked after Natalia. Ivan became convinced that the raiders would return even though there is no evidence and attack hasn't happened in years. Everyone knew he was training her incase they ever needed to raid somewhere or, more importantly, were going to be raided. He tried to stop her from relying on anyone, which meant teaching her how to fight and fish, and if she was sick or injured to just live with it. Her parents were the opposite when they were alive though, trying to be supportive instead of harsh. She barely remembers those times but she knows she was happy back then.

This trip is the first time in years she will be away from her uncle.

Other: She'll relax and show her kinder side eventually due to Nightbane.
She prefers knives and daggers as a weapon for speed but knows how to hold most weapons from being around them for so long, so while not as experienced with most she can put up some fight with them, just not for long. Her favored weapon is a custom bladed tonfa that took months to convince a blacksmith to even attempt to make. This is due to the fact that experienced knife wielder will hold the knife pointing down so that when the punch they also cut and can parry. Similar to that, Natalia wanted a weapon she could hold where the blade can run along her arm to do a sweeping motion when she punches. It is not traditional at all for Vikings, but it works for her. It can be quickly flipped around to alow a long stab.

Dragon's name: Nightbane
Species: Monstrous Nightmare
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Description:
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Nightbane is on the larger side of his species, which is already large. Muscular and covered in green scales. He looks like he could rip through other dragons easily. Of course, he won't. Nightbane is a big softy, who honestly is afraid of confrontation. He even is afraid of setting himself on fire out of fear of losing control of his fire and destroying other things. He'd rather sit and look at flowers or play with creatures smaller than him, even then he's afraid of stepping on them. He may look as intimidating as they come, but that strength and power is only shown when he's angry which is only when his friends are hurt, in trouble or he is in extreme danger and can't get away. It'll always be a last resort.
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Name: Ashrott Einarson
Gender: female
Age: 17 years old
Sexuality: lesbian
Physical Description: Standing at 5'9, Ashrott would be intimidating if she wasn't such a stick. She's tall and wide-shouldered, with gangly limbs and slim amounts of muscle. Her face is square-ish, with freckles spattered across her cheeks and upturned nose. Her lips are thin and often chapped, with a notable scar on the upper right of her top lip, stretching about a half inch up. Her eyes are a striking grey, with thick dark eyebrows framing them. Her hair is just as curly as can be seen in the rest of her family, a shade of blondish red that makes it appear almost pink, and cut short above her shoulders. Her bangs are choppy, hanging in large half-curls in front of her face. Ashrott wears a dark metal helmet with two, short antlers jutting out from the sides, and usually has leather pauldrons on attached to a harness to hold weaponry on her back, with the right pauldron larger and furred.
Personality: Ashrott is an absolute fool. She's a bumbling prankstar, lithe and agile as they come, yet will trip over her own two feet when simply walking to her home. She absolutely loved to cause chaos, and is seemingly always full of energy and the desire to do dumb and dangerous things just to see what would happen. She likes to make everything a joke, using sarcasm even at the most innappropriate of moments. She has a quick mind even in dire moments. Much like her father, Ashrott is very emotional. She wears her heart on her sleeve and feels things very strongly, ruled by her impulsive thoughts.
History: The middlest daughter of the Meathead's chieftan, Ashrott is often left to her own devices and is no stranger to acting out to getting attention. She was a bit of a terror as a child, pulling the wildest of pranks alongside her big brother. As time went by, Grimrott was pulled away more often to prepare for future chiefdom. During this time, Ashrott's wild nature truly went off the scales and she was always out causing trouble.
Other: Her family includes:
Mogadon "Mog" the Moody, Chief of the Meathead tribe.
Grimrott the Daring, the eldest son and next in line.
Mukrott, the youngest son and rambunctious do gooder who sometimes participates in Ashrott's pranks.

Dragon's name: Fogstomp
Species: Deadly Nadder
Age: 14 years old
Gender: Male
Description:
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A lovely blue and pruple nadder, this boy is as wild and rambunctious as his rider. While he may have the elegance of a usual nadder in the air, performing great aerial feats, he is also incredibly reckless. Sprinting frantically across the ground and up rocks, dive bombing only to pull up at the last second, and shooting spines at impossible targets are no unknown sight to this nadder. He is young and practically another brother for Ashrott to care for.
 
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Name: Fell Ravencrone
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Sexuality: Questioning
Physical Description:
Lean, sharp and quick, Fell isn't an easy target. Tall (6'3") with long strong legs and swift reflexes he can dodge oncoming attacks with ease. This has always been his strength in play fights as a child and has grown with him when his opponents grew elsewhere. Although he struggles wielding an axe or a sword, Fell puts his nimble strengths to good use in a Bow and Arrow or other ranged weapons, something his quick thinking enjoys for a challenge.

Being a blonde haired, blue eyed boy with a careful flicker of freckles, Fell is on the fairer side of Viking. However, his prolonged exposure in the sun has left him with a noticeable tan. He keeps his hair chopped (usually cutting it himself) so it can't be grabbed. This rule applies with clothing as well, if it's not freezing cold Fell prefers wears on the lighter, more breathable side. One would usually catch him looking a little roughed up, with smeared dirt, grass stained knees and sun-burnt ears, truly a Viking of the wild.

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Personality:
Fell Ravencrone is devilish, arrogant and mischievous but finds it easy to make friends. Mostly thanks to his charismatic nature and stoic yet impish persona. Like a wolf pup he is roguish and wild, attracting people like himself and enjoying the company of others who are as willing and carefree as him. However, he also tends to be fiery and vicious when things don’t go his way, almost always unjustifiably. Proving he has an explosive temper when angered.

Many people don’t realise how clever of a Viking Fell truly is. They see him as careless and quirky, someone who is just extremely lucky most of the time. But that isn't the case. Everything he does, everything he accomplishes is usually thought out and executed in a way he's imagined it. Not only is he a lot smarter than he lets on, he also isn't a coward. His actions and challenges aren't a product of his devious or “devil-may-care” nature, but rather of his curiosity and ability to face his fears. Fell doesn’t simply allow people to underestimate him, he rather willingly wants them to see him as dumb, carefree or reckless so he can use that to his advantage.

From a critical point of view, he isn’t really the nicest guy. He’s actually done a lot throughout his life to actually be considered quite the jerk. Boasting his accomplishments, taking what he wants, teasing, jeering and above all else, being a bit of an egotist. Most of the time Fell only cares for himself. And yet… He’s still likeable.

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Dragon's name: Stinger
Species: Stormcutter
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Description: TBA
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Brisk

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    Age: 17

    Sexuality: Ace lesbian

    Physical Description: About 5’ 6” with little visible muscle, which is odd because she’s actually fairly strong, considering she’s been sailing and ship-hopping for two years. About 126 lbs, strawberry-blonde hair kept short, because it’s more practical on the water and in the wind. Her eyes are hazel, so nobody can decide if they’re green or if they’re brown. Sometimes they seem more one than the other, according to some people they change with the time of day. Brisk does not care.

    Personality: Dislikes violence and is non-confrontational, but if pressed will fight. Her fighting style is either ‘don't get hit and make the fight last long enough to wear the opponent out’ (she has excellent stamina and is quite acrobatically inclined) or ‘temporarily disable them.’ She hasn’t had to defend herself from anything ever so far on the open sea, but given the things she’s heard from different islands, that may change. She carries one (1) dagger, mostly for utility purposes, but has since learned the basics of how to fight with it. She also once learned how to fight with any pole arm and was quite good at it, but is now a little rusty.

    Brisk is an amiable friend to all, and self-appointed medicine-woman-in-training. However, she severely limits real trust. She is slow to anger, which comes from learning good customer service practices.

    Ya girl loves animals, especially cats (‘THESE GUYS ARE SO BIG AND FLUFFY! I LOVE THEM!’ *struggling to hold a Norwegian Forest Cat*) and tends to make friends with miscellaneous medium-small critters. She seems more relaxed around potentially very dangerous animals than any human reasonably should be.

    History: Brisk has been hopping from one trader ship to another in a sort of ‘apprenticeship’ to learn to tricks of trade. Her favorite place to go is New Berk. She doesn’t know why it’s called ‘New’ Berk but she doesn’t ask.

    A common conversation: ‘Aren’t you a little young to be a trader on the open sea, lass?’ ‘Absolutely. See anything you’d like to buy?’

    Other: On her journeys she has made a point of learning everything she can about medicine from every tribe she comes across.

 
Name: Isha manori
Gender: female
Age: 19
Sexuality: bi
Physical Description: Isha is rather tall actually being a 6 feet tall with dark tanned skin. Here eyes are a deep blue. What most people will notice is her odd manner of dressing when out in public she wear a hooded robe and tends to remain masked meaning few actually know what her face looks like.
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Personality: Isha is the quiet type who will lets actions speak louder than words and a bit of a loner preferring to operate by herself instead of with others. She also enjoys nature having been out in the forests and caves of her home island more than in the city with others. She doesn't think of herself as a foreigner but a local as she was born on the island and taken part in most traditions of the locals , though always she keeps a little distance. So over all she is slightly distant and quiet, but can be fairly friendly.
History: Isha is a daughter of two foreign traders from distant lands that took up residence on the island for various reasons, namely hiding from some debts they could not repay. They kept to themselves and kept Isha mostly with them teaching her their ways as much as she learned the ways of the native people.
Other: Isha knows how to live off the lands and how to move quietly and survive for awhile in the wild.

Dragon's name: Queeny
Species: fireworm
Age: 17
Gender: female
Description:
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A juvenile fireworm queen, queeny is about the size of a night fury and has yet to set up a nest meaning she is alone. queen is the blunt kind, the kind of dragon that will go directly for their target and beat them as hard as she can not doing anything to complex or special. Still there is a soft underside to Queeny as she would rather simply beat someone and drive them off over killing them. She can also be rather caring towards those she trusts and likes lowering her body temperature around them so they don't get hurt.
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Name: Fiske Ostberg
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Sexuality: Bisexual
Physical Description: Standing at 6 feet with a wide, bulky, well-muscled build, Fiske is the spitting image of a perfect viking. His skin is fairly well tanned with a number of thin scars across his skin from rough-housing, weapons training, and his work. His face is round, with large, dark brown eyes. Of note are the tattoos on his face- two short streaks right below his eyes on a small circle on his temples in an aqua color. His hair is naturally quite wavy and a deep, caramel-esque brown, fairly long and usually kept up in a messy bun. Fiske is most often found wearing a simple shirt, padded wrappings around his elbows and knees, steel-toed boots and a handkerchief.
Personality: Soft spoken, bookish and persistent pretty much sum up Fiske. In the rare moments he isnt working, he can often be found with a book or scribbling designs down in a journal. Despite being very intelligent, many assume Fiske to be the dumb brute because of his nature as a shy dreamer who is also a bit of a pushover. He is very kind, and enjoys light humor that doesn't offend anyone. In fact, he is easily flustered and alarmed in public settings, or tense situations. It is oftentimes difficult for him to push through his anxieties and fears. Of course, smaller conversations without an audience see him much more calm, with a desire to share his ideas. Of which he has many; with plenty of knowledge gained from his work and his readings, Fiske likes to see himself as a bit of an inventor.
History: A member of the Meatheads, a tribe known for their architecture, Fiske apprenticed under the tribe's lead architect. That is to say, he has primarily been working as a carpenter. Talented
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Dragon's name: Bellow
Species: Thunderdrum
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Description: Larger than most thunderdrums, Bellow is colored a vibrant cobalt blue, speckled with darker blues and pale yellow. The same pale yellow colors his belly, and stripes across his spines in a pattern reminiscent of a lionfish. A brighter, more turquoise colors his wings, fins, and the lower portion of his legs. Bellow is a rather cantankerous dragon- very independent, and the type that prefers to stand back and observe. Like many of his kind, however, Bellow has a strong protective nature. He likely finds it infuriating that he cares as much as he does, but he does nonetheless.
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