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Introducing Charakter:
Violet
Age: 19
Hometown: Siorapaluk (Greenland)
Appearance:
tall; extremely long, pitch-dark, curly hair; green eyes, light skin, svelte
About (name still unknown):
unique, empathetic, intelligent, helpful, polite, independent, smart, adaptive
Miscellaneous:
Knows much about ancient culture and wants to study at an university
Prologue: The Escape
From Natla's point of view
The Midgard Serpent was destroyed. The room had already begun to collapse around me.
Boulders crashed next to me. My skin started to heal just as I took the first step towards the gate. My body was aching. It was maddening.
Nothing would be the way it was before. I already knew it: falling into the eitr meant becoming immortal. But if you cannot die, you loose your immortality.
At that time, I didn't know how much I had really lost.
I stepped outside and raised my wings to protect my eyes from the sunlight that was reflected by the snow. Until now, I hadn't realized that the tip of my wing was broken. However, the acute pain caught my attention. I wasn't sure if I was able to fly with a wingtip broken, but I had to move on. I extended my wings and 3 flaps later I was flying to the northwest, where I reckoned the next village.
But I didn't get far.
After a while my strength faded. I couldn't keep myself in the air.
I fell.
When I hit the ground I passed out slowly.
Everything turned dark.
The last thing I saw was a tall figure approaching me.