Bragi and Heimdall walked into into the library, it was secretly a relief for Bragi because he would be able to hear himself think, Heimdall was nagging at him all through the way. They both walked in and greeted the librarian, they asked where the scrolls and books on dragons are. The librarian an old man gave them a suspicious look, no one could really tell how old he was he looked really frail and all of his shin were wrinkled he moved slow but not to the point it would annoy you he was just noticably aged.
The walk to the part of the library dragon knowledge was seemed endless they were walking rack after rack or maybe he was the one restless. Bragi thought to himself, Heimdall right behind him was trying to get his attention to further express how shook he was about all of this.
" Here we are the man pointed into a small room , I don't know what you boys are up to but make sure you're careful " As the man was walking out "
Heimdall waited until the man walked far enough and said to Bragi in a low tone yet a in a very intense way
" No wiser words has ever been said " he pointed out
Bragi mindful of the library they were in replied in a lower tone as well
" Relax my friend, it'll be fine "
They spent the next three hours flipping through endless pages , they knew what to feed it , the conditions it should live in and what to do when it's upset but one thing they didn't know yet was it's species. The specie of a dragon determines how dangerous that dragon is going to be, Bragi didn't want to stay any longer in the library he had to feed the hatchling because he knew it would really be hungry. Just as he was about to give up on the book he came across a chapter.
" I think I found something " He called out to Heimdall on the other side if the room. The chapter explained in detail about a rare type of dragon and it's one of the most dangerous dragons to ever exist, Legend has it it had gone extinct and the last one was reported to have been seen 500 years before and it's particular kind was called a Noctrinith Dragon.
They grew really big and they were the lightest weight amongst all other species, it's patagium the skin that connected the bats body also with each finger and bone was so light it was almost translucent but legend has it the light skin was impenetrable. All these attributes made the dragon most notorious for one particular thing, Stealth the Noctrinith Dragon was famous for it's silent attacks.
The opponents never saw coming and it preferred attacking at night It's dark skin blends into the night that's why old folklore named it The Dark Angel Of Stealth. It's flame was another entity on it's own there were no clear descriptions of it but it was regarded to as "daemonium flamma" latin for (Demon Flame).
" Oh boy , we're in trouble " Heimdall Explained. " it's things like this if it goes sideways , they put us and everyone around us in danger "
" I hear you, I hear you " Bragi said trying to think because he was overwhelmed at this point he had no idea how deep this rabbit hole was going to be.
" Maybe I am an idiot, he thought to himself " He guessed he was trying to prove to himself & others how great a man he could be.
This reminded him of a memory with his father, it related to how he was feeling at the moment.
He was 9 and he and his father were the only ones on the farm that day, Kare was too young to do anything of quality on the farm at that point. They were harvesting potatoes on this particular day, as Bragi hacked his hoe into the ground he split a potato in half (which was a really common harvesting mistake). It really made him feel sad that time
" why are you crying? " His dad asked
with a running nose watery eyes Bragi replied
" I spoilt the potato, I cut it in half we won't be able to sell it anymore " he said with a shaky voice
His father laughed and told him
" so what do you suggest we do? throw the potato away? or we glue the potato together and try to sell it?
His father knelt beside him with his hands on Bragi's shoulders
" You see Bragi, we all make mistakes infact none of us would know anything or be capable of anything without the knowledge we get from our mistakes "
" But I've never seen you make this mistake " Bragi replied
" You see I've been doing this for a lot of years, made a lot of mistakes learned from the and find my way around making those mistakes again and that Bragi is what's going to happen for you as well "
" This particular potato, we won't discard it because it's split in half. Yes we won't be able to sell this potato but we can cook it and eat it or give it to someone on the street starving and they don't know where they'll get their next meal from "
" Really? " Bragi asked curiously, his sobs gradually depleting at this point.
"Yes" his father continued
" So no matter how messed up the situation is, we don't ignore it get too upset about it or stay frozen shocked we assess the situation and find a way forward "
That was precisely what Bragi was going to do , just move forward.
" Bragi " His friend called him back into reality
" We at least know the dragon can eat red meat and when it's a bit developed it'll start hunting it's own food " Bragi stated
" Let's go my friend, we have to feed this new pet of ours " Bragi said as he was leaving the room
" He really has lost it completely " Heimdall said as he followed suit.