05/06/2022  Aria and her first love Fafnir (Side Story) When Níðhöggr and her kin roamed the lands with the Gods, their lives became the stories of the Norse. Although the Norse had many insights there were many stories that never came to be in their lands so they were unknown and lost to the people. They knew of the beasts created by the gods, and the fate of most, but they never knew of Níðhöggr, the name the Norse also referred to as Aria, and Fáfnir or how they were connected to one another. They knew of the story of Fafnir and his creation, even his downfall but not of the love he shared with Aria. The story of Fafnir says Fafnir was a dwarf that was known for having a strong right arm and a brave soul. Fafnir was the son of the dwarf king Hreidmar, and he had two brothers Otr and Regin. When he was young and lived in his father’s house he helped by protecting their property as a guard. The reason why it was Fafnir that was chosen for the job was that Fafnir was the strongest and most aggressive of the three brothers. Because of Hreidmar being the king of the dwarves he had a good amount of wealth and their house was made from gleaming gold and blinking gems. But over time his greed caused him to transform into a fearsome dragon who breathed poison into the lands around him to keep others from seeking his treasure. Aria felt a new dragon come into being in an unusual way and this caused her to seek him out to find what he was. She used her dragon form to get to his lands and entered them in her human form and succumbed to the poison he had spread and when Fafnir came across the dragoness, he could recognize her scent similar to his own and he brought her outside his lands and helped aid her healing process over the span of a few weeks, not trusting her to bring her to his home where he hoarded the treasure. He questioned her when she awoke aggressively about why she was in his lands and she answered it was because of him. Over the course of a few weeks as she regained her strength, Fafnir became more comfortable around her and he even began to believe she had no desire for his gold. Aria asked him why he let her live and he answered because he needed to know if her kin would come for the treasure as well to prepare himself but when she explained her curiosity, Fafnir knew it was unheard of for a dragon to come into being through a transformation as he had. He explained to her what he had done. Aria thought it foolish to transform into her kind just to protect a hoard and warned Fafnir that it would be his downfall. Fafnir was arrogant and sure that he would not, having spent so much time protecting his hoard and brushed off her concern. Once Aria was healed she stayed near Fafnir fearing his safety and it was lucky she had because not too long after she left his lands, someone had come for him. The poison had no effect on the demigod and he found Fafnir and his treasure and a battle ensued. Fafnir was brought down on his dragon form by a net and Aria rushed to his aid, slaying his captor in her own by reducing him to dust with her Hel fire before he could steal the treasure. She turned human to remove the net and saw the injuries Fafnir had been inflicted with and took him to his home while the poison was affecting her again. It was the first time in his life that Fafnir was saved by someone else and needed aid much less by a woman that seemed to first plant the seeds of affection within the greed ridden dragon. Aria tended to his wounds although the poison was in her system, slowly killing her, and to return her kindness for saving his life, he drew upon her in his blood a symbol that imprinted onto her dragon form in the same symbol on her cheeks something that would make her immune to the poison. Fafnir and Aria became close after this and their affection for one another grew, although neither spoke of it. Aria could have left after Fafnir healed, and Fafnir could have chased her away but any time talk of her leaving came up, he was reluctant to tell her to go. Aria did not want to leave his side either, the more she learned about Fafnir the more she saw more than just greed in his heart. Fafnir was the first to speak of the love he felt for Aria, over a year after all the time they spent with one another, and he had never felt fear before doing so until he waited to hear what Aria had to say about his proclamation and the time stopped as he waited for her to speak. Aria expressed her love for him as well and they became mates through a bond only a Dragon could give that allowed Fafnir to sense where Aria was and how she felt and the same would be opened to Aria. Aria was with Fafnir for six years as his mate, although she bore him no children, until the day came when Sigurd came and slayed Fafnir for his hoard. It was the one-time Aria had not been with Fafnir or within distance to get to him and when he was killed the pain from their bond made it feel as though her heart was just torn in two. Aria made it to Fafnir too late and found his body cold as ice on the ground. Aria held her beloved and wept for hours over him before sending his body away in flames as was the custom of the Norse. Since that day Aria vowed never to fall in love again because the pain of her loves death was too unbearable to withstand and almost killed her and she knew she would not survive the pain a second time. Aria kept that vow, building walls around her broken heart, and lived an isolated and lonely life watching over her kin before the wars on them and going into her slumber for centuries. 11: PM 0 Comments  (Add Comment)  | 0 Kudos

05/06/2022  Níðhöggr Creation and Awakening (Starter) When the Ancient Dragons of old where created there were only a handful of them, the next in their line where the Elder Dragons whose population was greater and from them came the next generations of Dragons that most came to know for their numbers where far greater than the Elders. Even though each line was different, all were tied to the Ancients. An Ancient Dragon could feel the death of any Dragons created after them, being connected to their spirits. When humans found out that Dragons existed, they waged war upon the beings, enslaving them or massacring them for their hides and bones which caused a deep hatred in the creatures, making them retaliate by destroying villages and kingdoms. Aria brought Hel upon the humans that dared cross her and during this time she had met other creatures of the old lands that became mere stories over the years that would come to pass such as demonic wolves and other immortals. The Ancients fought to protect their kin, but the humans prevailed in all but wiping out the species. Because of this many Dragons adopted human forms and went into hiding among the mortals while the Ancients went into a deep slumber in mountains or other isolated regions. Aria, the mother of Dragons, buried herself deep into the earth where the Norse believed her to be gnawing on the roots of the great tree. In their stories, they called her Níðhöggr  and warned those guilty of murder, adultery, and oath-breaking, which Norse society considered among the worst possible crimes, that they would face her in Nastrǫnd in Hel where she would chew on their corpses for the rest of eternity. Aria was a Dragon of Hel Fire, created with the Norse Gods and a fierce protector of the realm within Hel known as Nastrond and of the Dragons who came to call her Mother in their stories, but when she went into slumber, she became nothing more than a myth to those who had not been able to see her when she roamed the lands with her kin much like the Gods had. Aria slept for centuries in her dragon form, a massive beast made of black and purple scales with shimmering blue ornate ones along her neck and a blue fin running down her back from her head between two ivory horns while her underside was made up of dark purple thick, impenetrable plates. She was curled almost in a ball her tail wrapping around her as she was buried miles under the dense earth, undisturbed while warmed by the lava flowing in the ground around her, feeling her kin roam safely in human skin over the years. Aria may have slept until the end of days if it had not been for the shockwave of pain that ripped her from her sleep, crippling her instantly. The pain that plagued her stemmed from the murder of an Elder Dragon; one she may have met once but knew still the same by their spiritual bond. Aria knew each Dragon's spirit and in turn she knew them on sight even if they had never crossed paths so when he fell, the Mother of Dragons grew enraged. Aria may have never returned to the surface if she had not felt his soul torn from the mortal realm in which he dwelled, her kin having been safe from harm for so many years. But the murder of the Elder caused the earth the quake violently and crack into valleys as the Ancient Dragon opened her wings and forced open the earth. She was slow as she got to her feet, cascades of debris falling in around her as she reared on her hind legs so her front claws could splinter into the solid stone walls around her. She clawed her way from her sanctuary, molten rock bursting from the crevices and valleys around her and warming her scales but not harming the Dragon of Hel Fire. It was as though a volcano erupted from decades of inactivity, the ash in the air coming from the nostrils of the beast as she exhaled through them when she finished her ascent. Humans were always the cause of a Dragons death in her time, so naturally she assumed them to be responsible for this one. Aria stretched her wings out fully at the surface as the lava spewed around her and gathered at her feet and underbelly while she smelled the air. Her head jerked to the east and a low growl exited her throat. Humans. Aria's emerald eyes set in the direction the stench came from and it was clear in them her intent. Níðhöggr , the Dragoness of Hel Fire and Mother of Dragons had returned, and soon mortals would be punished for the death of the Elder Dragon. 11: PM 0 Comments  (Add Comment)  | 0 Kudos

05/02/2022  My Rules 1.) No God Modding my character, if you try the RP will be ended and you may be removed. 2.) I am not the person in the pictures I use. 3.) RL before RP and do not confuse RL with RP 4.) Not here for sex, taboo, or any other form of erotica, find that someplace else 5.) I have a zero tolerance for Drama. Bring it to me and you will be blocked, no discussion. 6.) Selective adds. With this if I see you are friends with anyone I am not comfortable with I may not add or I may delete for my own safety. If this upsets you than I am sorry. 7.) Do not auto play my character unless I give permission. Doing so will end the RP and will be cause for deletion. 8.) I am a para to multi-para writer, I tend to do Novella starters but that does not mean I expect that length of writing in response. 9.) I have a life outside of here so please do not nag me for replies. I also have other profiles so it may take me time to get back to you. 10.) I am a pretty laid back person, if you have an idea for a story feel free to throw it at me and we can discuss it in more detail. 05: PM 0 Comments  (Add Comment)  | 0 Kudos

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