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⠀ ⠀Berk. ⠀ It's ⠀ twelve ⠀ days ⠀ north ⠀ ⠀of ⠀ Hopeless, ⠀ and ⠀ a ⠀ few ⠀ ⠀degrees ⠀ south ⠀ of ⠀ Freezing ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀to ⠀ Death. ⠀⠀⠀Located ⠀ solidly ⠀ on ⠀ the ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Meridian ⠀ of ⠀ Misery. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ℋℴ𝓂ℯ ᥫ᭡ ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀brightsteel.യ Why can I capture Gobber's characterism better than Astrid's ? -_- ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀Shoving dragon poachers into ⠀one of their own cages with ⠀the butt of her axe. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

Celtic + Scandinavian lore >>>

Despite her relatively young age, Astrid is a devout believer in the gods and the old ways. She adores exploring the world that opened to Berk thanks to the union with dragons. But is less keen about said-world's ways following them back to their isles...

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀` ` Stormfly–⠀⠀⠀𝙎𝙄𝙏. ` ` ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ The only stinky thing around here is the self-grooming fuzzball ! ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Her favourite new landmark on Berk ? ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ The [ Dragon-fueled ] Hot Springs 😌 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ( #MVRP ) ——— DAILY MOTIVATION! No one can take that creative spirit you have as a writer. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀Seeing outsiders experience Berk ⠀⠀in grip of γυℓє is always an ⠀⠀⠀( amusing ) experience.— ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

The blessing of ( ƒɾεყα ) Born to mere mortals, those who are bestowed with the goddess' favour are fated to serve as living embodiments of her domains. ⠀⠀⠀⠀ωαɾ. ɓεαµƭყ. ƒεɾƭเℓเƭყ. And then destined to serve as one of her ѵαℓҡყɾʝα after their life ends. #SeductiveSunday

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀The dragon races are still on. A ⠀little /𝑩𝑳𝑰𝒁𝒁𝑨𝑹𝑫/ isn't going to ⠀stop vikings and dragons having ⠀their fun .ᐟ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

Brb. Kidnapping M̲o̲r̲g̲a̲n̲a̲ on dragonback so she can get into my head and take control of Berk to use for her nefarious plans ✨✨

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀— ` ` Out of the way ! That's ⠀⠀⠀⠀the feeding bel-- Aaaack ! ` ` ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

There are two kinds of blondes. Her ✨ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀A N D. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Ruffnut. . . ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

Taking a swig from a wineskin from Stormfly's saddlebags as she warms herself before the campfire. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀— .ᐟ.ᐟ.ᐟ — The fire roaring to the summit of the surrounding trees as the liquid is hastily spat back out... Ruff-Nut's homebrew ! Where's her mulled wine ?