Nidhogg
The Malice Striker
Nidhogg exists in the furthest reaches of the Nine Worlds, Náströnd, where the chaotic forces of Ginnungagap toil with the branches of Yggdrasil. Nidhogg gnaws and chews at the roots of Yggdrasil in an attempt to pull the Ash Tree back into the yawning void. In his spare time, he also devours and tortures the worst of mankind within Náströnd, such as oathbreakers, murderers, and rapists. He is an infernal dragon whose wings blanket the entirety of Náströnd, purging what little light reaches the nightmare realm. The only light that breaks the darkness is his fiery breath of purple flame, revealing the anguish of pain in the faces of those to lay forever in torment within the Corpse Shore. Nidhogg, while most prominently symbolizing chaos like his brethren Ratatosk and Vedrfolnir, also symbolizes death and rebirth much like a phoenix. Nidhogg foreshadows Ragnarök in his arrival from Nithafjoll, the dark moon mountains of Helheim, as an ominous warning of the end.
Nidhogg has the basic power of rattling dimensions and space with his sheer might, breaking apart the sturdiest of bonds with ease by cracking its position in space/time. His purple flames, Draugalegum, are the souls of the corpses he has chewed spewing forth their anguish, hatred, rage, and evil in a fury of fire that burns even the soul away from the body.
Summoning the Gjallarhorn of Nidhogg will cause the worlds to rattle, the air around you seeming to crack open with purple flames rolling between the newly formed crevices within land and sky. The tone of the atmosphere darkens and the air burns with cold, your body surrounded in a ghostly aura of blue.
Nidhogg has the basic power of rattling dimensions and space with his sheer might, breaking apart the sturdiest of bonds with ease by cracking its position in space/time. His purple flames, Draugalegum, are the souls of the corpses he has chewed spewing forth their anguish, hatred, rage, and evil in a fury of fire that burns even the soul away from the body.
Summoning the Gjallarhorn of Nidhogg will cause the worlds to rattle, the air around you seeming to crack open with purple flames rolling between the newly formed crevices within land and sky. The tone of the atmosphere darkens and the air burns with cold, your body surrounded in a ghostly aura of blue.
“From within the hall of the rotten dead, where sun’s radiance no longer shines, you rise from corpse shore to bring desolation to the tree of worlds...The Great Devourer, I call you to bring forth winds of blood and endless pain...SCREAM, JARNGRIM OF NASTROND, NIDHOGG!”