Name: Arabella

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Hair: Brownish-Blonde

Eyes: Blue-Gray

Skin: Pale Tan, very freckled.

Family: Aunt Girtha, a strange woman who is easily distracted and not quite all there. Uncle Grumble, a stony figure who rarely speaks to anyone, is very gruff and spends all day at the Dragon Training arena watching the events. Her mother and father were killed in a fire during a raid by dragons before they were trained.

Clothes: A messy gray fur coat over a faded blue tunic, brown cuffs on her shins and forearms. She wears thin gray fur-lined boots and a long Viking-helmet medallion belonging to her mother.

Likes: Cooking, drawing, making others laugh.

Dislikes: Being lonely, having to listen to others complain, listening to her Aunt, those who talk too much, being embarassed, being flirted with, heat, and show-offs.

Job: Arabella cooks in the Great Hall for the whole village's dinner each evening. She is the youngest person there and doesn't much care for her job, though she is good at it. She says often: "The only upside is the smell of food overpowers the smell of the other cooks and the sound of cooking food drowns out their complaints!"

Personality: Arabella is very spirited and sarcastic in her head, but she is never as prickly out loud. She would rather think something stinging in her head while saying something sweet at the same time. She is awkward in social situations, and very polite. Naturally a hard worker, she tries to impress those she respects and dutifully ignores those she does not! Arabella has a speak-when-spoken-to mentality, and therefore doesn't make friends easily. However, once she has gotten to know someone, she likes to make them laugh and show off her witty comments. She daydreams about having adventures and has a brilliant imagination.

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Dragon: Arabella does not have a dragon.

Fears: Her biggest, most opressive phobia is a fear of dragons. She doesn't know why she is afraid of them, but she guesses it might have something to do with how her parents died. She is most afraid of their eyes, their gaze. Nobody except Arabella's airheaded-Aunt and her strong-silent-type Uncle know about her fear, and she spends most of her time trying to keep it a secret from others. When she leaves her hut, she goes straight to the Great Hall for work and straight back, keeping a watchful eye on the pet dragons around her. She never lets one come within more than ten feet of her, and even then she flees.

Friends: Because of her fear, she doesn't make friends for some time, afraid that anyone she meets will find out her phobia of dragons and laugh at her, or call her a coward. Vikings aren't supposed to be afraid of anything, much less dragons. But Soon she makes friends with Hiccup, Astrid, and Fishlegs. She is also friends with Ruffnut, Tuffnut, and Snotlout, though she dislikes them. Her only other friend is the oldest cook at her job, Smog the Smell.

Enemies: None.

History: Arabella lived in her hut near the sea with her parents, unafraid of anything, until she was ten years old. Her father would take her into the woods and spend quality time with her, teaching her how to track and throw knives. Her mother would bring her "special treats" each evening, which were really leftovers from the kitchen, where she worked. Her mother would never let her outside or let her know much of what was happening when dragons attacked each night. Her parents fought about this subject. Arabella's father wanted her to be tough like any Viking maid and to get a chance to use her knife-throwing skills. Her mother was terrified of losing her and desperate to keep her safe. Perhaps Arabella's being sheltered from the reality of the dragons was what caused her to be afraid of them--or perhaps it was the Monstrous NIghtmare that set their hut on fire and killed her parents one night. From that point on, Arabella lived with her senile Aunt Girtha and her gruff Uncle Grumble, and when dragons were tamed, she was horrified because it meant they would be right outside her doorstep every day. Because of her fear, she was unable to earn friends because she was worried they would learn her embarassing secret, and unable to have adventures she craved without a dragon.