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liv arnbjörg valhallarama
 Posted: Aug 16 2014, 06:47 PM
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Well hello there love, my name is Liv! How are you this lovely day? It's perfect for flying, don't you think? I always feel so free up in the sky...
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The wind was strong as Liv flew throughout the other world, her dragon pushing harder against the current of the sky. In her short time learning and experiencing life across the Portal, Liv had seen much of the land. She had flown over rivers and between mountains, between trees and under waterfalls. Even with the darkness in control of so much of the land, there was still always time to explore. She had found countless interesting places, interesting bits of water, and creatures that were still safe from the darkness. Somehow, no matter how bad it got, there was always just a little bit of light out there, somewhere. Liv could bring the creatures back with her, to the entrance of the Portal- or wherever else she managed to run into someone to watch her back- heal it up, and let it go someplace that was more in their control than the darkness’s. It was a little thing, but it was something she could always try to do. It was where she excelled the most.

Today, as often, she was flying with the hope of discovering some little detail about her family. Liv knew they had crossed, she had seen the campground with her own two eyes. It had to have been her family, her people, her Berk. Yet she had no clues as to where they were. The Complex offered little to no help, as Liv did not know the appearance of her family, not even the face of her own son. It had been years- nearly 20 of them- since she had landed her eyes on anyone from Berk. They were all just distant memories, floating around in her mind. Still, they kept her going, just as her dragons did now. Her passions helped her grow, helped her stay focused.

Another gust of wind blew and Liv tapped at her dragon’s sides, indicating for him to go lower. This wasn’t her dragon, no, but she still loved him. Cloudjumper was still learning about the world, still adjusting, and she had decided to take one of the other dragons out to fly. While Cloudjumper knew the world across the Portal better than she or the other dragons, he needed his rest, and this one was just as good as any other. He could fly strong, and that was what she needed. The further out they went, the further she could map of this strange and foreign world. It was strange how it was supposed to be home, yet seemed to be the furthest thing from it. There was no happiness as far as Liv could find, not unless she discovered a little creature or happened to be with others exploring the world as well.

The ground beneath her was so different, so strange. The way that ground had gone from a lake to a pit of sand seemed almost impossible. Nothing at home had ever changed in such a way, it didn’t seem possible. Yet there they were, flying over the pit, watching out for anything. It was then that something caught Liv’s eye- a glint off in the distance. Something else flying in the air? She wasn’t certain, ”Follow it.” she told her dragon, who purred as he turned and moved towards the creature. It didn’t seem like a darkness creature, or anything else she had to worry about. But it was certainly different. Liv gripped her spear tightly as they got closer to the flying creature before she realized it too was a dragon. And, somehow, it had a rider, ”Hello?” she called out. There was a possibility they were not friendly, and she needed to be ready to fly off if needed.
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They'd been flying for a while now, scouting the area for...who knows what. She never really liked scouting missions. To much of it involved doing nothing, just scanning the ground and the horizon for dangers. The darkness might have overtaken most of this world, but that didn't mean that it was swarming over every inch of it. There were long spans where the land held nothing, literally nothing. No life, no darkness, just the remnants of whatever might have once been there. Destroyed towns and villages, the blackened stumps of burned forests, and the wide expanse of cracked lake beds that stretched for literal miles.

It wasn't like she was bad at scouting, there was very little she was bad at if you listened to her pride. It was just that sitting on a dragon, with cool air blowing against your face and nothing to look at but empty space, and shifting clouds. It made it hard to focus, difficult to remain alert, the longer you floated through the air. Rising and falling with the wind currents like a mother rocking her babe side to side. Even Stormfly could get tired after a while, a sensation Astrid had come to recognize whenever the dragon dipped too suddenly or the otherwise smooth flight was disrupted by something...that wasn't impending danger.

Stifling a yawn, Astrid shook her head and rubbed her fists over her eyes. Trying to rub some of that calm sleepiness that she could already feel creeping up into her bones.

Of course even sleepy she was more alert than a normal person. She'd always been good at following her instincts, especially these days. After years of fighting and just as much practice telling when something wasn't right, you just tended to listen. A lesson that really hit home not that long ago when she'd followed her instincts to go out into the rain that night looking for Thomas and Lola. She'd followed her gut instincts then, and she'd follow them now. As they twisted, snapping her out of her sleepiness, while Stormfly tensed under her body.

Instantly Astrid's eyes glanced around, scanning the horizon for anything that might be approaching, and nearly froze when her eyes caught something flying behind them. From the distance it looked to be little more than a speck, but at their leisurely pace she could tell it was getting closer, and larger. Her first instinct was to fly faster, and she almost did, only something stopped her. She might listen to her gut more than most, but she was still a viking. With a viking's reckless curiosity. She wanted to see just what this thing was, and if it posed a threat.

Hunching down on Stormfly's back, she waited. Eyes trained ahead, but ears straining to hear above the wind that breezed passed them at this height. Soon she could hear wings, and then finally a voice. It was the voice that had her sitting up and turning her head to narrow her eyes in the other's direction. Her hand already down to take her axe up in her hand. It slid easily out of its holder, but she didn't lift it...not yet.

A dragon.

With a rider.

She was sure, if there'd been any other dragonriders around she would have heard something about it. Certainly if this person or dragon were from Berk she'd have recognized them. Except that the dragon was not a species she recognized, and the rider's voice was unfamiliar. "Yes?" She said, a bite of cautious hostility leaking into her tone. Still her eyes were wide, and there was awe in her gaze as well. "Where'd you learn to ride a dragon?" She knew where she learned, where all of Berk learned. From Hiccup. She was certain, whoever this was, they were not from Berk. She would have remembered them..right?

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 Posted: Sep 18 2014, 06:59 PM
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The sky felt safe and comfortable as Liv flew around, her eyes constantly scanning the horizon. Perhaps her family was a lost cause, but she was not yet ready to let that be a reality. She would fight long and hard to discover even an inch about what happened to Berk after the darkness closed in… What if they didn’t even remember her there anymore? It wasn’t truly a fear of hers- Liv could have returned if she wanted, but she knew what was best- she just wanted to know her son had heard good things of her. She did not want to be remembered as the only person ‘crazy’ enough to believe in dragons, even if she was right all along. It was the violence in Berk that caused the dragons to attack, and that was all. Not that her husband would have ever believed her, nor would anyone else.

Yet even with their differences, Liv wanted to know they were okay. She would search for hours, just to even catch a glimpse of something. Once or twice she had run into other dragons, ones that did not cross with her and the youngins, but not a single glance of someone from Berk, or even someone who seemed as if it were possible they were from Berk. Truly, Liv was alone with just her dragons, just as it had been before. The area she flew through was wide and open, and she hoped for anything to appear. Truthfully, she was a bit bored with just flying around in circles. She wanted to map more, learn more, see more. She wanted to meet the creatures that lived on the ground below and how they got by, what the darkness did to them, and so much more. This world was covered in darkness- what had it been before?

The sun shined down as Liv continued to fly, her dragon content with it all. The dragons were always happy to be out and flying, not stuck as humans in New York. Who would have been happy with such a change? Sometimes Liv herself was surprised by her own appearance. It took years to settle into something so different and unfamiliar. They had just bought a television recently, and even that confused them all. It was just so strange. Liv was almost certain her ride was going to turn into simple thoughts until she spotted the other figure- something she had never expected to see. Dragons alone were rare, and one with a rider? It was unheard of, if she excluded herself. No one could tame dragons, or earn their trust. The men of Berk were always far too violent, too rough. Yet this rider- this girl- seemed comfortable.

Liv held her helm in the crook of her arm as she looked at the other rider. She looked fairly harmless even with her axe, but Liv knew better than to trust appearances. They were in the sky, if she were taken down… She didn’t know if there were more like her out there watching, looking for something to hunt. The darkness did strange things to those it took over, most of which she did not understand. She pet the head of her dragon softly and waited to see what would happen. The question was a bit odd, but it was better than nothing. ”I taught myself. I’ve been ridin’ dragons for years now.” she glanced down at the dragon the girl was riding. It took her a moment, but it was one of the ones she knew. One of the many breeds that lived with her and the Alpha and Cloudjumper and so many others in the sanctuary.

Liv looked back at the girl, holding her spear carefully, ”And you?” she paused, ”Where did you learn to tame a Deadly Nadder? They are quite dangerous.” it seemed impossible for this girl to be from someplace like her. Had she found the dragon before crossing the Portal and teamed up? It seemed far more likely than anything else. Those from Berk did not ride dragons, yet… ”Where are you from?”
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 Posted: Oct 3 2014, 12:00 PM
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There was a touch of skepticism in her expression. In all her time on this side of the portal, travelling on her own and in groups with the resistance. She hadn't seen any other dragon riders except those that came from Berk. Though a good number of the vikings she'd traveled with had eventually moved onto New York, there was still a small group of them that fought beside her. Surely, if any one of them had come across a mysterious dragon rider with a helmet and spear she would have heard something about it. Not only that but she didn't recognize the species the woman rode either. Something she didn't think she'd ever experience having read the book of dragons from back to front, and even helped Hiccup redo some of it in the new version. Though her own knowledge was fairly basic compared to what Hiccup or Fishlegs might have known...she was fairly certain she could at least identify dragon species when she saw them.

The woman's questions made Astrid pause in consideration. Did she trust her enough to answer? Neither of them had attacked, though they were both showing off their weapons, and it was clear the other knew how to use that spear.

Astrid was pretty good at gut instincts, and in that moment she didn't sense any danger. At least none that hadn't existed before, or came with flying out in the open through enemy territory. If this woman posed a threat she was sure that it would have made it self clear by now, and it wasn't like attackers tried to strike up conversations.

The pause felt like it dragged on for ages before Astrid allowed herself to answer. "A friend taught me." Her head tilting one brow arching up "Years ago." Her hands moved to rest on her dragon's back, away from her axe. "Her name's Stormfly." A sign that she was, for the moment, attempting to trust this stranger. Or show that she didn't want to pose a threat. As for where she was from, the question made her curious and she took a moment to really study the other woman before answer, her mind working silently behind her gaze. Weighing her options before she let herself answer.

"I was from a village called Berk. You heard of it?" With her own question, her gaze sharpened just a little, suspicion making her sit a little straighter in her seat. There was something about this woman, something that was almost familiar. Not like she'd met or seen her before...it was something else. Like she should know her, or like there was something in her face that she should recognize. Maybe she was from Berk. Sure the village was small and everyone tended to know everyone else...but was it that far fetched to think that there were people she didn't know?

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 Posted: Oct 12 2014, 04:21 PM
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Never in her life had Liv spotted another soul on a dragon- not even someone from a world different than her own. Her village and many others hated dragons and wanted them dead. A few, including Drogo, wanted to take the dragons and use them to fight others. No one simply rode a dragon, no one felt safe with one. When Liv still lived in Berk, she could see the fear in the eyes of the villager when the word dragon was simply mentioned, and when a dragon actually came close? It was terrifying, horrifying. To her people, there was nothing worse on all of the planet, not even starvation was as terrible as the beasts that lurked in the dark. She left, of course, and truly learned the nature of the dragons, but it seemed as if no one would ever change. Vikings simply just did not change.

Was the girl from a village she had passed? Her outfit was one reminiscent of many villages- her own included. The dragon, the Deadly Nadder, seemed content. There was no feeling of worry, or fear, or anything with this girl on its back. So where on earth was she from? None of the dragons she lived with had told her of anyone riding dragons yet either, how had she gotten so lucky to be the first to see one? Perhaps, the thought ran through her mind, this was someone from Berk. Maybe, somehow, Berk had changed. It was nigh impossible, but one couldn’t help but hope. She knew Stoick, she knew the others, and she knew they wouldn’t change. Liv reached down to pet her dragon- a stormcutter like Cloudjumper. They were rare dragons, but beautiful. It did not seem as if the girl knew the type anyways- maybe she had not met the dragon until recent.

Quickly, her answers proved Liv’s thoughts incorrect. Perhaps one village had learned the true good nature of the dragons. She nodded, ”You have a good friend, then.” she looked around, ”I have met no one else able to ride a dragon.” Liv smiled at the name- cute, just as many she lived with were nicknamed. Some took ages- naming off name after name until the dragon was happy. Yet still, she would do it, wanting to make things just a bit better. Anything to improve a bond, ”This is Windslicer.” she paused, ”A stormcutter. Rare dragons.” they were not threats to each other- her Stormfly wasn’t on edge. Things would be fine as long as they both stayed calm.

”Berk…” Liv repeated, her eyes going wide. Someone from Berk? On a dragon? For years? It was impossible, it absolutely had to be. Her husband would have never allowed such creatures so close to his people, he was too stubborn. Things would never change there- that was why she never returned all of those years ago. She was too different, yet here she was, ”Yes, I have.” she paused, ”I mar- I knew the leader- Stoick? We were friends many years ago.” Liv looked at the girl again- was she familiar? ”I find it hard to believe dragons were ever accepted there. Tell me,” she paused again, ”how has the village been?” Liv wasn’t sure if she could trust this girl with the truth- not yet. What if her people had simply taken over Berk? One could never be too cautious.
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 Posted: Nov 20 2014, 09:33 PM
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Astrid let her eyes focus on the dragon for a moment. A stormcutter, wouldn't Hiccup love hearing about this? She remembered him dreaming about going to find other dragon species in the world, or at the very least more nightfuries. She sorely wished he was here now. Even if she preferred gauging this stranger and their purposes herself before Hiccup or any of her friends got involved. If something were to happen to her, it wouldn't be so bad. She was little more than a warrior now, and warriors were bred to die in battle. Her friends though? They were not quite soldiers, not really. Hiccup and the rest of her friends all had that extra something that could carry them on past the war as long as they lived long enough to reach the end. Something she'd give her life to make sure happened.

At this moment though, she felt no danger, and even allowed herself to relax just the slightest. "Interesting name, and even more interesting dragon." She said, offering the stranger a smile. That alone was enough to tell her that this person wasn't from Berk, but maybe at least the same land. She knew from experience, from all the people she'd met, that the world was a mishmash of different times and places now. This person dressed and spoke in a manner that reminded her very much of her own people. Though she couldn't help but wonder just how far from Berk they lived. How many other dragon species existed in the world that they hadn't even known about?

Then more words were said and Astrid froze, eyes widening. "You knew Stoick?" She couldn't help the surprise, even shock that slipped over her features. That seemed impossible. This woman was a dragonrider and seemed to have been for a while. How could she have been friends with Stoick? Or perhaps that was why Astrid didn't recognize her? Maybe she'd seen what Hiccup had seen, only stead of trying to do something about it like he did...she'd left. Thinking back all she could remember was the rage they had towards the dragons, their fear and loathing...none of which was sharper than that of Stoick. Sometimes she would watch Hiccup and catch herself smiling, because she'd remember, that somehow he'd managed to change all that.

"You were from Berk?" She said, finally finding her voice again, and forcing some of the shock from her face. He expression finding that neutral ground she was so fond of showing the world, when she wasn't quite sure of herself. At the question, Astrid couldn't help but let her gaze focus on the sky ahead again. Keeping a watch out, or maybe just pretending to so the flash of sadness that would no doubt come into her eyes didn't show. "It's gone." She said somewhat flatly, then cleared her throat to try and strip some of the harshness from her voice.

"We were- we had found peace. Learned to accept and live with the dragons...then the darkness came and the village was attacked." She rolled a shoulder, focusing back on the woman "Many of the village dragons fled, we tried to fight but it was too much. Those of us that were left, ran." We abandoned our home, the one thing Vikings swore never to do. Not even when they were besieged nightly by dragon raids, and finding a new home would have been easier. They stayed, they always stayed, except that one time.

"My friend and I visited it recently, there's nothing left but ashes and dust." she frowned "So if you were hoping for good news, I'm sorry."

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 Posted: Nov 23 2014, 03:22 PM
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Liv sensed no true danger from this girl, not truly. Even with her weapon out and ready, Liv could trust that she would not attack, especially not now as they noticed so much in common. Liv herself knew she would not attack, not someone from Berk. She knew this world, she knew that world, and she knew those from Berk were good, even with the apparent change in thoughts towards dragons. Still, was it before or after the crossing of the Portal? The dragons must have helped them leave the island and find their way to the Portal, the boats they had when she was around were not strong enough to carry so many to a place that seemed impossible to find. Still, it was interesting to meet someone else who trusted dragons and was allowed to ride them. Those people seemed rare and hard to find, especially with those like Drago around, ready to steal any dragon at any cost. Had he found his way to Berk?

”Thank you.” Liv smiled in return, ”Yours too is beautiful, the coloring is different from many of the others I have run into.” speaking freely of her life at the dragon sanctuary was still rare, Liv knew that, but she could still speak of the beauties she discovered and saved and found in some way or another. She could always speak of the amazing creatures, especially now that it seemed as if others got along with them as well. It was a wonderful change from how things once were, from how stressful it all was. The young woman in front of her was most certainly someone she could speak to- her appearance was similar, the way she dressed was just like the others. Liv never changed her outfit much from her time in Berk- she simply couldn’t lose that part of her. Even if she did not live in the small village anymore, she would always keep it in her heart, even now as she discovered others just like her.

”Aye, I knew him well.” speaking of Stoick was dangerous territory- she did not want her emotions to take over, she did not want others to know who she was. It was still dangerous to speak of, just in case something had happened in her old village that could have caused harm to her. No matter how much she wanted to know how her husband was, to know if he was happy, to know how strong their son was… Liv did not know how to approach such a topic. What if he had moved on? Liv herself had promised to never change, to never move on. A marriage was truly a pact for life, surely Stoick thought the same. They all thought her dead, perhaps it was better she stay that way. Her thoughts were rushing, her mind never slowing as she tried to come up with a solution to it all.

The girl, of course, fixed this for her. She seemed shocked, surprised at Liv. As much as she wanted to lie, to keep her identity a secret… She simply couldn’t. Liv wanted to know of her family, of her village. It always was held close in her heart, a place she would always want to go back to, as hard as it was to repair years of being gone. Would Stoick even forgive her for never returning? He was so set in his ways, so stubborn, she did not think it possible. Pulling herself from her thoughts, Liv cleared her throat, ”For a time, I was.” she nodded, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear, ”I loved that village…” however, she did not ever imagine what the girl said next would ever be said. Berk, gone? But how?

”I am proud to hear such stubborn vikings finally changed their ways.” she smiled slowly, still coming to terms with the earlier statement of Berk gone. Liv nodded, ”I am sorry you had to leave, the darkness has caused so many terrible problems…” to hear that it was entirely destroyed? Her heart broke, ”I am sorry as well, I did not expect it to fall… I am sorry you had to discover it in such a state.” perhaps she would not try to visit it- she did not want to see how much it was destroyed. Her memories of the village as it was were good enough for now, she didn’t need to see it finally gone.
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Thinking of Berk was like thinking of a thousand different places all at once. There was the Berk from her youth, besieged by dragons almost daily. Then there was the new Berk that Hiccup had helped build, where dragons and vikings came together in harmony. Then recently there was the ghost of her home. The image that was slowly overtaking everything, of Berk in its destruction. Yet there was something else. As horrible as it had been to go back to her home and see it that way, she'd been lucky enough to see it with someone she cared about. Having Hiccup there had been almost therapeutic. Sure she'd miss the life they'd had, the life they could have had, but at least she'd found some closure. Berk was only gone physically, it would live on in their memories and now...apparently in the memories of this strange woman. Eventually, maybe they'd find other from home. She'd lost her hope in that regard once already, and she wasn't about to lose it again. As long as they lived, so would their home, and maybe one day they could rebuild. They'd done it enough times in the past.

That's the kind of thing she had to remind herself of, as she settled on to Stormfly's back. She had to remember that she couldn't let what she'd seen, and the hopelessness it gave her, consume her thoughts or emotions. Though she wished she could offer some sort of comfort to this woman. What must it be like to have left so long ago, and when you finally hear about home again, it's to say that it's long gone? "It's alright," Her demeanor softened, as did her voice in the presence of genuine sadness. Sensing that this woman did in fact feel a great loss for the home they'd both cared about. It sparked a feeling of kinship in Astrid she hadn't felt in a while, reminded her just how close they'd all been to one another before the Darkness came. "You know us, stubborn and determined. We survived, and in a way Berk has too." Her smile was a little brighter, even though her heart still ached some in her chest.

"I'm just sorry you had to find out like this, I can't imagine it's easy." Stormfly dipped slightly in the air, catching a drift and Astrid's eyes closed as the wind raked over her face and body.

When her eyes opened again she was relaxed, and her head turned to look at the other woman with curiosity rather then apprehension. "I'm Astrid by the way, Astrid Hofferson..." It'd been a long time since she'd introduced herself by her full name, her real name, but perhaps since she'd been in Berk she might have recognized her family. "I'd have introduced myself sooner but-" She shrugged, the wind pulling a laugh from her lips. "You never know with people in this world." Eyebrow arching up slightly "How about you? If you don't mind my asking...how's someone who who knows Stoick get into dragon riding? I can't imagine that would have made him very friendly." Now was different, and there were days she was still amazed that Hiccup had managed to do what he'd done. She'd been so sure that the whole dragon thing wouldn't work out, but he was determined to do and their friends were determined to help. They'd changed a whole way of life...that kind of thing, it wasn't easy.

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 Posted: Apr 10 2015, 10:57 PM
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Berk was such a distant memory to Liv at this point- it was a world completely unknown to her, a place she had not visited in far too long. She could imagine what it once looked like, with strong buildings and beautiful craftsmanship, but she could be entirely wrong by now. The world changed, it never stopped moving, and she had simply been swept up in the ride. Her life had gone from one of a simple viking’s, to a dragon rider, to someone in an entirely new world full of so many things to learn. This was no way to live a life as far as Liv was concerned, not in normal terms, but somehow she still managed to enjoy herself. She was still meeting new people, new dragons, new everythings on a nearly daily basis. Things would never stay the same as far as she was concerned. It was much like an amusement park ride, going up and down and around and never bringing you back to the same place twice. The constant changes and new adventures, of course, allowed Liv to know a variety of people… But half of the time, she still felt as if she knew nothing. She could assume Astrid was a kind, gentle girl, but she could never be certain, not at this point in her life.

Could Liv handle seeing a destroyed Berk? She wasn’t entirely sure herself. To see one’s home ruined by darkness that nothing could explain… It was horrendous. Her memories served as enough imagery, at least for now. She would be fine without seeing the remains of her beautiful village once again. After all, the last time she had been forced to leave she suffered a view of dragons ravaging it. Then she did not understand what the dragons were doing, but now, it made far more sense. Drago was behind it all, he always was, and he would continue to attack whomever would not help him. It was terrible, horrible… But at least she knew it had rebuilt, for a time, and did well. That was all she could hope for the place she called home. ”If only we had been able to stop it- but I know it will get rebuilt eventually. It always does.” she shook her head, ”Berk will always live on in those who loved it. I never stopped, myself. It’s always been my home.”

Liv looked at Cloudjumper, ”At least I did not have to see the destruction myself. I do not know how I would’ve reacted then…” sadness? Anger? She wasn’t entirely certain. She could only hope that her husband was still out there, somewhere. He had to be. But for now, she had to focus on the positives. Finding someone from home was good, was it not? ”Pleasure to meet you, Astrid.” she smiled. If they had been on the ground, she would have shaken her hand. Liv recognized the girl’s name, she knew her family… She had to have known Hiccup, Liv was certain of it. ”You never know.” she nodded, ”I’m Valka.” she paused for a moment. Was it even safe to share her last name? ”When Stoick and I were younger, I always tried to get him to be friendly with dragons… He would never listen. Always stubborn as a mule, that one.” she smiled, ”There was an incident… I was taken from the village, and I learned to take care of dragons.” it was better that way, when she never went back. He could run the village as he wanted, and their son would be a strong viking. Or so she would imagine.
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Astrid simply nodded in agreement at the statement. She often wished she'd been strong enough to fight off the darkness, or at the very least the dragons that destroyed it. There wasn't a night she slept in which her dreams weren't filled with the images of them fleeing their home. Something she didn't think they'd ever do. After all the Hairy Hooligan tribe had been calling that rocky crag home since their first chief had set his foot down to claim it. They'd stayed through harsh winters, sea storms, and waves upon waves of dragon attacks. It was almost ironic in a sense. She was sure that they'd die before they let dragons chase them from their homes, then they'd accepted dragons into the midst. Only to be chased away by larger, fiercer, far more twisted dragons. Creatures that were tainted by the darkness and that had rained fire and bloodshed from the sky.

Still Berk was as resilient as her people, and ever changing and regrowing from nothing. There was hope, and for a moment Astrid found a sense of connection with this woman. Here at last was another kindred spirit. It wasn't just her and Hiccup anymore, and the idea of sharing that information with him made her heart lift. Someone else who remembered home as it once was, someone else who had hope.

It was almost funny now that she thought about it. Once she hadn't had very much faith or hope to begin with, and now? Now she felt full of it, and an absent smile twitched briefly upon her lips.

Though it was gone quickly enough as Valka mentioned seeing the destruction. For a moment Astrid's eyes were distant and her mind wavered between the battle they'd fled and the aftermath she'd witnessed with Hiccup. Both images made her sigh, shoulders slumping. "Be glad you didn't." She said, breath coming out in a huff and words nearly stolen by the wind before she could speak them. "I see it every night when I sleep, and sometimes when I'm awake. Not just how it is now...but the attack." Her lips pressed into a tight line, expression hardening as her shoulders straightened. "It was dragons, the tainted ones that can't be tamed." Her head shook, and her fingers shifted to press against Stormfly's scales, seeking comfort in the presence of her friend. "We fled but not before I saw the village burning."

It was a dark thought, dark words, and she was instantly sad she'd let them come to light. Blue eyes flicking down and then back up, as she nibbled on her bottom lip. "It's a pleasure to meet you as well Valka...sorry for..well.." she waved her fingers a bit, as though gesturing to her little outburst.

"I can imagine, it took Hiccup forever to convince him to change." a fond smile as she said his name "Finally had to have a near death experience before we could get through to him...he even had a dragon of his own now." She imagined if any of the other tribesmen had made it then at the very least Stoick would, and with a dragon of his own to ride even more so. Though her heart did cringe a little at the idea that if he was alive, they hadn't found him yet. "Woah...so you were taken by dragons? That's so cool...I've never heard of them taking people before. Always fish and sheep, and other things." People died when the dragons attacked but you rarely saw a dragon swoop down and take someone in a way that wasn't self defense.

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Slowly Liv was improving. She could fight, and would fight, the darkness for longer periods of time. The resistance was always around, they were available if you needed assistance. Finding their camps was not a challenge, nor was being let in. Figuring out if someone was from the darkness or not? That was far from a challenge. In meetings like this it could be a bit more complicated, as you couldn’t look at someone and figure them out nearly as easily. However, after just a few moments, it became obvious that Astrid was not from the darkness. Finding someone from her own village? That seemed nearly impossible. Yet she could recognize Astrid’s name, she could remember the young woman being born slightly after the birth of her own son. One of the next generation of dragon fighters, as Stoick would always say, not that Liv agreed in the slightest. It seemed as if she were right anyways- they were not exactly fighting anymore.

Sometimes Liv had dreams- nightmares- of making it back to Berk as the darkness appeared. She could nothing but watch as it destroyed her home, killed her family and friends. Those were the nights she woke in cold sweats and went to sleep on the couch, closer to her young dragons, where she could hear their breathing as she dozed off once again. On more than one occasion she dreamed of watching her own son, still a baby in the dreams, get sucked into the darkness… They were dreams she wanted no longer. Still, if Stoick had allowed dragons, surely her own son was alive? Could she trust this girl with details like that? Liv imagined it would be tough to hear. It didn’t seem as if Astrid knew much, if anything, about the dragon attack that stole Liv away from her family. Less of a dragon attack and more of a defense, of course, caused by Drago… She shook her head. Perhaps that would be best saved for another day. Finding someone from her village was enough excitement for one day.

Berk would never die, of course. The village was too strong. They would make it back, one day, and things would improve. Liv would be able to return home, even, if her husband would accept her. She knew it would be hard, but surely it could happen? She nodded, ”Perhaps one day I will go back to see it…” but would she? Daily nightmares sounded far worse than the few nightmares she had now, ”I did not even see it and dream of the destruction. I dream of…” she trailed off. Her family. She even dreamed of the sanctuary being destroyed, of her beloved alpha getting taken by the darkness. ”I can’t believe dragons would do that.” unless they were Drago’s, of course. He hurt those dragons in so many ways, and it was absolutely terrible. ”I hope one day those dreams leave you. No one as young as you deserves to have those dreams so often.”

Her face was almost void of emotion as she imagined the pain of her home being destroyed, ”Do not worry, Astrid. Things are not often as they seem, we can all be a bit more cautious, aye?” she smiled a little, ”At least we both know someone else like us is out there, is it right?”

”Hiccup?” the name had an odd taste as it left her lips. When was the last time Liv spoke of her son aloud? It felt like years, centuries almost… Near death? His own dragon? There were so many questions running through Valka’s mind. What exactly had happened with her son. ”I… I am glad someone got Stoick to budge.” Liv nodded, ”Aye.” she could still remember it clearly- Cloudjumper staring at her, carrying her off as Stoick tried to attack… ”It was in defense. Cloudjumper here thought my husband was going to attack me, the dragons did not want to hurt us..” Liv paused again, ”Astrid, have you ever met Hiccup’s mother? Have you ever heard stories of her?” if she was friends with him… Surely she knew something.
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Hearing the other woman speak Astrid certainly hoped that what she said came true. Not just on the nightmare front ( she didn't want to go having those for the rest of her life. ) But that one day they'd get to return to Berk. That one day all of this darkness and the horrors it brought would be little more then a distant memory. Something they could put behind them as they focused on rebuilding their worlds. "I hope so too." Her eyes closed for a moment, letting the feeling of wind sliding over her face ease her a bit. She had to try and not think of how different things were going to be. After all war changed things, and there was no guarantee that they'd all survive to return home.

The idea that Hiccup might never come back, or that she herself might not survive to see her home in one piece again. It made that momentary spark of hope in her chest dim a little bit. Sometimes it was easy to forget that she was only nineteen, having been doing this since fifteen. She might have been raised to be a fighter, but that didn't mean that the fight didn't wear on her any less. She suddenly felt a lot older then her years, older even then the age boost she'd gotten on the other side of the portal. Her shoulders slouched a little in her seat, and her eyes focused more intently on their surroundings. Hiding the dulled exhaustion that had settled into her gaze behind the intensity of keeping watch. "Have you not seen those dragons?" Her mouth turned down a little at the corners. "Over the years we started to realize that dragons aren't good or bad, they're just themselves...but these." A shudder slipped down her spine as she spoke. "The dragons of Berk sensed them coming before we did. They started trying to get away, taking their riders with them if they could." Thinking back to those giant monsters that swept out of the stormy black skies, made her feel almost like she was trapped in one of her nightmares all over again. "They weren't hunting, or scavenging, or even defending their territory. They wanted us dead, that's it."

She frowned at the horizon, nose crinkling slightly, but it only lasted a moment longer. A smile managed even then to find its way onto her expression, and she nodded "You're right though. Just gotta keep your chin up, things'll work out." A relieved laugh eased the rest of the dark cloud that seemed to have come over her for a moment there. "It's nice having someone who remembers Berk...how it used to be at least. Even if you haven't been there in a while."

She listened to the other's story of their abduction with something akin to amazement. It really was the first time she'd heard of a dragon taking someone...and that they'd survived. Though the question about Hiccup's mother made her pause and furrow her brows. It was a strange question..though she supposed if this woman was from Berk, maybe they'd been friends. Either way Astrid was almost hesitant to answer. It had become almost taboo to talk about the chief's wife among the villagers. Her loss had reverberated through the vikings long before Astrid could really remember much of anything, but you could still feel everyone tip toeing around it. Like they were too afraid of what would happen if they so much as mentioned it. Especially around Stoic.

"No..." She said cautiously, shoulders shrugging as she nibbled on her bottom lip. "Nobody ever really talks about her, not even Hiccup. Though I guess that's cause he doesn't really know much about her." She considers for a moment "I think the only times Stoick ever even mentioned her is when he gave Hiccup his helmet made of her breastplate...oh and the little dragon toy he managed to find. Said it had been a gift from her." Thinking of Hiccup made her feel sad again, and she settled back on Stormfly's saddle, her fingers running over the dragon's scales seeking some solidity in her friend's presence.

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