Outpost's dragon Nattbjarga

Personal Style

Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

2.72 m

Wingspan

0.42 m

Weight

92.38 kg

Genetics

Midnight
Spirit (Gaoler)

Wisteria
Veined (Gaoler)

Hatchday

Jun 09, 2019
(4 years)

Breed

Hatchling
Gaoler

Eye Type

Light
Glowing

Level 25 Gaoler

Max Level

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

Baria
Lair

Offspring

none

Biography

Nattbjarga
~Spirit~

It was... cold.

So, so, cold.

And lonely.

She was all alone and there was no-one there to hold her.

She didn't know where she was.

She didn't know how she had gotten there.

She didn't know how to get away.

All she knew was that she was cold.

Cold and empty and all alone.

She cried and cried and cried but there was no sound - did she have a voice? Did she have ears?

...did anyone else?

Did anyone know she was crying?

Still, she kept crying, because it was all she could do.

She couldn't move.

She didn't remember how.

So she cried and cried and cried, all alone out into the empty cold.

Until suddenly... there was more.

So much more, no, no no no nonononoNO-

There was so much where before there had been emptiness and nothing and only her, her, her; crying, crying, crying, and she couldn't tell anymore where she ended and where everything else began.

It had been her and the emptiness, and she had been everything that wasn't emptiness, but now there was so much more, and surely it couldn't all be her?

She kept crying.

The crying, at least, she knew was her.

Until...

Until there was something.

Something that wasn't her, but which wasn't the emptiness, either.

Something that was warm, that held her, that felt like love and protection and, and!

Oh.

Oh.

It felt like a parent.

She... was not entirely sure of what a parent was, but surely it was this: love, and warmth, and togetherness, and protection from the cold, cold loneliness.

She held it closer.

She still wasn't entirely certain where she ended, or what all the other muchness was, but... she knew it was okay to stop crying. Like this; warm, safe, held, loved... like this there was no need to cry.

It would all be alright.

Trivia

Nattbjarga is: Confused, Sweet, Trying, Unsettling, Loving, Compassionate, Mischievous.
She is one of Frigga's subordinates in the Internal Affairs branch on paper, holding a position in Diplomacy mostly as a matter of bookkeeping. She's a hatchling; she's not expected to do any actual work, even if her help and... 'help' is still happily accepted by most adult Clan members.
Nattbjarga's name means "night protection" or "night protector". History remembers her as "The False Hatchling".
She is the adopted daughter of Nattr and Hugleika, and has Valdis as her godmother. Hamr is acting as her shape-shifting mentor, and she sometimes goes to Regin when talking or keeping her form is hard. Her favoured adults to bother for playtime are Fylgja, Geir, Sigvarra, Kennhulda, Frode, Baldr and Birger.
Nattbjarga is the soul of a deceased hatchling that Hugleika accidentally handled wrong when filling in for Valdis during one of her first bad spells after she joined the Clan. Hugleika, being a Spirit Guide for Lost and Stuck Souls, has a habit of yanking on her assigned souls to haul them back up onto the right path again. Nattbjarga was not lost. Or stuck. She was just a dead and sad and lonely hatchling who needed Valdis, a Spirit Guide for Hatchlings, to hug her and tell her everything would be okay so that she could move on and reunite with the flow of magic. Being yanked on by a somewhat incompetent substitute... well, it had the opposite effect of what Hugleika intended and caused the hatchling's soul to get lost.
Needless to say, there was quite a bit of panic involved as Hugleika frantically found the small, unraveling soul and, not knowing what to do, fled back to her mate and asked him to please fix it, Nattr, this is my fault, I can't let this soul die, please.
In the end, they did manage to save Nattbjarga's soul by partially merging it to both of theirs and acting as her anchors. It also had the unfortunate side effects of binding her to the living world until both of their passing and causing her to lose almost all of her memories, but... she got a new name, a new family, a Clan that is very accepting of her oddities and a second chance at "life" and happiness, in the end.
Hugleika has no true, physical body. Her form is an avatar made of magic being held in shape by her soul. However, since that soul lost almost all its memories of having a body and spent a worryingly long time unraveling, she has some issues with keeping a consistent shape. So... don't pay any mind to if her anatomy sort of starts to... slide around whenever you aren't directly looking at her. She's using your expectations of what her form should be to keep herself stable, and whenever you're not focused on her, that help disappears.
Gives out cave geckos to everyone who she thinks needs a friend. Which is basically everyone. Her standard reason is "You look lonely/sad/tired, so this is for you! They glow, like me, so it's like I'm with you always and protecting you from the lonely/sadness/tiredness." It is just as wholesome as you think. If maybe a bit unnerving due to the general unnaturalness of the sweet child.

Adorable costume lovingly put together by the joyful BirdeeBee

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