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(Yes, you can laugh at my inability to draw circles, and yes I completely forgot to do any sort of shading on this.)

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In the sea of shade, there was the Världsträd, a Great Tree tall and strong. Its branches mighty, its needles full, its cones brimming with life; it was old and wise, a beacon in the endless dark.

So full of life was the Great Tree that its own branches began to grow too far, twisting upon themselves. So the Världsträd gathered its own bark and leaves and sacrificed its own sap; then bark became body, sap became blood, and leaves became wings, and thus was born the Dragon, whose task was to weed out the excess life from the Tree’s great boughs.

But the Dragon’s hunger was great, and it threatened to devour more than mere roots and pests. So the Världsträd gathered its bark, leaves and sap once more; then bark became body, sap became blood, and needles became fur, and thus was born the Beast, whose task was to protect the Tree’s precious world cones, to guard them against the Dragon.

These great guardians would never see eye-to-eye and fought innumerable mighty clashes against the other, but they would share their home all the same - each preserving it in their own way.

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Name: Ristaang (“riss-STAWNG”)
Aliases: The Beastmother, The Red Aurora, The Aspect of Beast

Height: 300 meters in physical form
Weight: 3,000,000 tons in physical form

Description: Of twisted antlers, cruel claws and vicious tusks, Ristaang is a monstrous creature draped in dense, dark brown fur, an embodiment of Bestial might in her physical form. Dark stripes and spots mark her fur. Her eyes, of a profound, blood red, glow with incandescent rage. In her true, ethereal form, she appears as a great, blazing red aurora.

Personality: For all the intense savagery she can muster, Ristaang is, at her heart, a kind, loving mother, wanting nothing more than to protect the children that spawned from her Blood. To that end, she employs frightening brutality to tear apart any who would dare threaten her progeny, just as she would any danger to her home. Although the infighting among her own bestial brood brings her much heartbreak, she restrains herself from interfering much, for her great strength, were it to be fully unleashed, could easily break the very world she seeks to preserve. Progenitor to all Beastkind, she harbors a particular dislike for Dragons, for they threaten her spawn, yet she also recognizes their use in balancing the world and holds a grudging respect for Bromdaahl the Dragonfather, who in turn bestows an affectionate eye upon the Beastmother.

Powers and Abilities:
- Bestial Might: Enormous boulders hurled with ease, bodies broken without effort; Ristaang’s strength is simply unmatched, knowing no equal in all of the Världsträd. Her immense might allows her to handily tear down her foes regardless of their own size and strength.
- Enduring Brawn: Ristaang’s mighty frame dampens harm from even the most powerful blows. Heedless of any and all wounds dealt to her, she powers through barrages of violence without so much of a flinch to her thundering stride - in her furious glare the image of whatever foe she is squarely focused on.
- Beast Blood: In Ristaang’s veins flows the famed Blood of the Beast, from which those ferocious namesakes roaming the wilds of Bjornskar first emerged. Its power derived from the Världsträd’s own sacred sap, this “Beast Blood” possesses within itself the ability to either grant life, or to twist it. In naught but a moment, be it spilled upon the living or otherwise, gruesome transformation follows; a grotesque mass of fur, flesh, and fang rises from deep crimson, until a Beast has fully grown from its essence. Although it may be tempting to destroy these nascent Beasts on sight, such intent is quite foolish to follow through, for it will incite terrible wrath from the Beastmother; unholy retribution far worse than imaginable. Though its mutations cannot be controlled, the Blood itself can; Ristaang can wield it much like a waterbender would their own element.
- Shape-Shifter: Ristaang possesses the ability to twist her body into different shapes. It also allows her to alter her size so that she may interact with smaller creatures, however rare that happenstance is. On a broader scale, she can shed her physical body entirely, appearing instead as a ghostly red shape.
- Rapid Regeneration: In order to stem her Blood from spawning an endless tide of monstrosities, Ristaang’s wounds rapidly seal themselves, which also allows her to survive gruesome injuries on her physical body so comfortably.
- Aspect: Fully destroying Ristaang is a feat of complete impossibility, for she can harness her Blood’s power to rebirth herself from even a single spilled droplet of her essence - her spirit, intrinsically linked with that of the Världsträd, will simply reform should it be dispersed somehow. Beyond time's grasp, she does not age either.
- Indomitable Will: Ristaang’s stubbornness goes beyond even the sheer resilience of her kind. No amount of wicked magic or vile corruption can break it - her notoriously tenacious will, on the other hand, defies existence itself, for it can go as far as to bend the reality around it, forcing certain laws to suit its desires. As such, Ristaang can use her equally impossible strength to downright tear rifts through the realms, allowing her to rapidly appear to wherever she is needed - simply because she wishes for it to happen. This, however, seems to be the most she can accomplish with such whims, for a safeguard from the Världsträd stops her from utterly destabilizing reality; for instance, she cannot influence other creatures’ minds.
- Earthshaker: Born from a great tree, Ristaang shares a particular bond with the earthen element. She can manipulate it to her whim, wielding it as her weapon.
- Beastmother: Mother to all of Beastkind, Ristaang shares a special bond with her children. Those whose bodies course with her Blood see it resonate to her emotions, and, in turn, she feels theirs in her heart. As such, when the Bloodrage boils her Blood, her children in turn see themselves bestowed with increased strength and ferocity as well.
- Bloodrage: Quick to anger and slow to forgive, Ristaang is notorious for her fierce temperament. When her fury reaches its peak, perhaps caused by the sight of her spawn being threatened, she enters a terrifying state known as Bloodrage. Drastically increasing in size and power, fur bristled in aggravation and rippling with crimson flames, eyes alight with furious blood red, the ferocious Beastmother becomes then truly unstoppable until her anger somehow subsides.
- Red Aurora: In her true form, Ristaang is a being of ethereal, red light; an aurora in the shape of a great, antlered Beast. This wispy, flame-like substance often accompanies her furred form’s claw swipes and crackles around her antlers. While it does no harm to those of the Blood, it burns and sears foes utterly, ripping apart the very building blocks of their being. It is so powerful as to tear into the fabric of reality itself, momentarily creating rips in existence that shortly heal themselves; an intervention of the Världsträd to restrain Ristaang’s destructive power.

Weakness:
- Ristaang’s fierce temperament may lead to her disregarding logical thought, at times led only by her angered heart.

Additional Notes:
- The red portions of Bjornskar’s famous auroras are caused by Ristaang’s presence - they are wisps of energy drifting from her ethereal body. Were she to approach different realms, these crimson flames would manifest in their firmament as well.

Trivia:
- Ristaang’s name comes from the terms “Ristaag” and "Hirstaang".
- Formerly a collab creation; now belongs to me. Really not much left from the original.
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This is really cool! The lore's interesting, the artwork is great, and Ristaang herself is very badass.

Also, you can draw circles better than me :lol:
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Voyager wrote: Sat May 24, 2025 2:20 pm This is really cool! The lore's interesting, the artwork is great, and Ristaang herself is very badass.

Also, you can draw circles better than me :lol:
Thank you! The DOOM Slayer moose mom likes you.

The main image I based the tree picture on was a coin or seal of sorts of Yggdrasil I saw on Google. I slapped it into Clip Studio Paint and drew the borders on top of it in a new layer. Not the rooty things, but the borders themselves. In other words, I did have guides to follow and still managed to make those borders look mega shaky. I couldn't be bothered to use the ellipsis tool for the smaller circles, and you can tell.

And now, enter Dragon Daddy!
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Name: Bromdaahl (“BROM-dall”)
Aliases: The Dragonfather, The Dragon of Death, The Blue Aurora, The Dragon of Winter

Height: (in physical form) 300 meters when reared up; around 160 meters at the shoulder when on all fours
Weight: (in physical form) 4,000,000 tons

Description: Like his Beast counterpart, Bromdaahl in his true form is a living aurora - a great blue dragon of branch-like horns and gleaming eyes, of resplendent wings that both shelter and shadow. His physical avatar is a winter-white Dragon of armored scales and shaggy fur. Eyes the color of ice hold in themselves calm patience, carefully detailing what they behold. His breath is cold winter, billowing as ethereal mist from his maw. His horns, like twisted branches, gleam with frost. These horns ever grow ghostly leaves that rise and fall like arboreal snowflakes, repeating the process - for Bromdaahl is Fall and Bromdaahl is Winter, but also is he Spring and Summer. Normally lumbering on all fours, the Dragonfather may rise on his hind legs, where he is then an even more impressive sight to behold. His wings, magnificent when deployed, are rimed with frost and dripping ice.

Personality: Terribly tormented is the Dragonfather - a kind, loving figure, but one whose Blood compels him to destroy, to deal death. Tasked with weeding out excessive life among the Världsträd and its realms, staving off his destructive hunger by gnawing onto the sturdy roots of the World Tree, he is the Dragon of Death, he who destroys utterly with the breath of winter, reaping so that more may grow. Progenitor to all Dragonkind, Bromdaahl is forced to watch his children fight those of his counterpart Ristaang the Beastmother, a fact the wise Dragon immensely regrets yet must accept. For hardship is what makes Bjornskar strong, and that is why the Realm of Ice is the mightiest. Bromdaahl is fond of the Beastmother and sees her as friend, even if she hates him for endangering her children. Somewhere deep in her heart, she must reluctantly agree that her greatest enemy is in the right, for she bestows grudging respect towards him.

Powers and Abilities:
- Winter’s Breath: The Frozen Flames of Death flow from Bromdaahl’s maw, utterly erasing his foes, as though they had never existed; naught remains but blackened ashes mingling among Bjornskaren snowfall. The frozen flames devour the creatures’ souls, casting them into nothingness. Where Ristaang can tear into the fabric of their reality with claw and will, Bromdaahl may very well do so with his own talons and Dragonfire, but he is wise, and refrains from doing such.
- Sheltering Wings: Bromdaahl’s wings curl protectively around the Världsträd’s realms, defending them from any and all harm. In his smaller, physical form, they do much the same to himself and allies.
- Dragon: Armed with horns and claws and a viciously spiked tail, the Dragonfather is a prickly creature to face, riddled with spines and plates and stiff fur; foes aiming to harm him often wind up just as hurt simply trying to wound him. His sturdy body, muscular and protected by armored scales, shield him well. His strength is great, not only able to carry his huge body with powerful beats of his wings, but also muscle his opponents into submission - for submission is his greatest desire for a foe’s outcome, his instinct to dominate demanding it.
- Living Blizzard: Where Bromdaahl goes, winter follows. Snow constantly swirls around him, and mighty beats of his wings sends this snow whirling about in vicious hails and storms.
- Deathless: Bromdaahl, of course, is beyond the grasp of time, and can never truly die unless the Världsträd itself would. Bound to its very being, he cannot venture far from the Great Tree.

Weaknesses:
- Even a god may bleed: Bromdaahl’s greatest weakness - his greatest burden - is his heart. Though he is the Dragon of Death, he loves life - the Världsträd, its realms, and its denizens, his own kin, and even the children of his greatest rival. He loves Ristaang as his friend and equal, an antithesis he respects and never willingly tries to hurt. He recognizes her importance in restraining his destructive urges, accepting vicious punishment at her clawed hands should he try to eat too much of the Världsträd’s roots. Bromdaahl kills and destroys not out of cruelty, but out of grim necessity. Compassion watches his hand deal death and destruction, but bound by blood to uphold the natural order, knows it cannot stop it.

Additional Notes:
The blue auroras on Bjornskar are caused by Bromdaahl's presence, intensifying when he is nearest.

Trivia:
Also formerly a collab character, where he was a straight-up villain instead of this tragic anti-villain figure. He originally didn't have forelegs, looking more like a Skyrim dragon, but I, as a Spyro enjoyer, decided I liked him better with front paws. Also, he used to be responsible for raising the Undead on Bjornskar, but because that's so contrary to his nature, I decided it's not his doing. While Níðhöggr chewing on the branches of Yggdrasil was part of his inspiration, funnily enough, it wasn't even the main inspiration. It was more Paarthurnax and me looking at pictures of trees in winter and deciding to make a dragon based on that.
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Wanted to put the Borskall species' info/stats page before posting members of their kind, but most of my attention has been on writing a longer story (quite new to me as I'm used to writing shorter stuff). The (somewhat prickly but still very pettable) floof below is one of the leads, if not arguably the main one, so I was in the mood to finish updating her stats page lol.



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Name: Gaiyan Ormssen ("GUY-yahn")

Height: 35 feet

Description: Pine-like needles cover Gaiyan where her fur once did, lending her an unusual, deep green color. Draped over her is a worn, brown wool cloak in which she carries her healing tools and supplies. Her eyes, of amber ringed with blood red, glow like embers - a reflection of the ordeal she has suffered, yet conveying a sense of warmth.

Personality: A tremendously kind and selfless Borskall, Gaiyan is a deeply caring individual who seeks naught more than to alleviate the suffering of those around her no matter the toll to her own well-being. She speaks in a deep, soothing voice, which she never raises in anger, for she is a strongly disciplined and supremely patient Borskall, polite and pleasant even to her foes.

Info: Savior of a thousand lives, Gaiyan is a wandering healer, skilled and powerful, who travels around Bjornskar to wherever her aid may be needed.

History: When the Dragons’ great flames bloomed across the great pine forest of Skagling, Gaiyan sought to rescue every life she could. In the end, just as she was the first to brave the blaze, she was also the last to withstand it, for soon Skagling was naught but herself and burning wood. Trapped on all sides by mighty walls of flame and the great columns of smoke above them scarring the skies above, the healer could do naught but steel herself. Red flames engulfed her without care, and her fur became fire, her breath smoke, and her soul torment - her very being the agony she had sought to spare so many others. Her blood boiled within her veins, as if seeking to purge her from within; the blaze raged, in its hunger devouring her as a starved beast. Licks of flame mirrored her fur until it replaced it completely. It raged until her eyes glowed with the red of the embers covering her; it raged until her capacity to even feel this pain left her, doused by the flames.

Ere long the Borskall collapsed, and that way survived by the slimmest of miracles, toppling just low enough for the smoke to linger just outside her nose’s reach.

Days passed as the giant lay among the ashes, in and out of consciousness. Cool rain gently washed over the ruins. Gaiyan was thankful she could no longer feel, for the wind would have grated her and the rain would have been as icy knives upon her skin. She awaited death, but life’s end did not come to her. Rather, it was the Keepers of Skagling who did, those great antlered guardians of the forest. The Borskall’s heroic sacrifice was known to them. Just as every other life had been saved, it was time for hers to be redeemed in turn.

A soothing wave of green washed over the dying giant, cast from the great Keepers. Her burns were healed and cleansed and her strength returned to her. When the first growths of green appeared in the forest around her, they did so on her person as well, for the same needles of the pines around her replaced her fur where it had been lost. When she stood, she did so alongside the healing forest. The Keepers spoke to her then:

“Now go, Borskall. Ease the suffering of others, as you have; as we know you will.”

And so she would.

Powers and Abilities:
- Druid: Through her knowledge and powers, Gaiyan mends the wounds of others, body and soul, bringing regrowth where there is abatement and rejuvenation where there is decay. Her power manifests as glowing plants and spores, only halfway present in the physical realm for they are in fact projections of her spirit.
- Restoration: Neither the bite of blade nor the sting of spell can at all affect Gaiyan, for her body instantly heals any damage wrought to her. In mere seconds, spilled blood seeps back into closing veins and torn flesh sews itself shut. Her nerves have long been burned dead, and extinguished with them was her ability to feel pain.
- Steady Hand: Where the slightest mistake can mean death, Gaiyan keeps her hand steady and thoughts clear. In chaos, she is calm; in urgency, swift.
- Thornpelt: The thorns serving as Gaiyan’s prickly pelt cut through and stick to foes aiming to physically attack her.
- Sleep: Through her touch, Gaiyan can coax creatures to fall into deep slumber. Meant to numb pain during treatment, it serves equally well to fend threats off of her.
- Hör mig!: Predators and prey alike do not threaten Gaiyan, for they know of her role and many of them have been saved or otherwise aided by her. Through her call, these animals will help her in turn, fiercely defending her from those who would impede her work.
- Empath: Gaiyan does not only have sharp intuition - she perceives and feels the emotions of those around her. Overwhelming though it may be at times, it only makes her all the more determined to see suffering solaced.

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