Character Profile: Angerboda

Name: Angerboda (will be called ‘Angie’ for short )
Alias: The Nightmare/ Mother of Monsters/ She of Iron-wood
Age: ???
Occupation: Brotherhood
Relationships: Fenrir, Jormungand & Hel (children)


I'm a fountain of blood. In the shape of a girl.

Personality: Mysterious, laid-back, cold, cunning, intelligent, sadistic, manipulative and not what one would call trustworthy. Her whole personality it’s hard to describe, as she seems to hide her real intentions and thoughts most of the time. She never really opens up to anyone, and yet she does enjoy showing her true self from time to time just for the heck of it and get a good scare from people.
She’s unable to feel fear, and is sometimes considered wise due to ehr age and mysterious nature and knowledge.
She is a rather calm person, and ticking her off is something that’s almost impossible to do. Maybe that’s because she’s in fact always angry, she’s just learned to bury it and keep it in control. Not that she’s any less dangerous when not being ticked off.
She can be smooth talking and sophisticated if she wants, and pretend to be ones friends when she in fact couldn’t really care less about you. She’s got a dark sense of humor, is harsh and enjoys toying with one’s mind. However, unlike her younger days, she doesn’t go around and just kills randomly or out of boredom, but she would still do it without a second thought if she really saw it necessary.
She’s a good actress, if she wants to be, but most of the time she never bothers with involving herself with others. She sees everyone equally, but on a lower scale than herself.
If she’s an enemy or friend it’s up to the people themselves, though she often would end up being their enemy who would slaughter everyone with a wave of her hand. You would often need luck on your side if ever running into her.
You try and hurt her, and she attacks back a hundred times worse.


No matter how many deaths that I die I will never forget
No matter how many lies I live I will never regret
There is a fire inside of this heart and a riot about to explode into flames

History: Angerboda is a female jotun, so naturally one of the Aesir’s greater enemies. Not only that, but she’s also a very powerful witch, in fact one of the most feared and strongest ever known. Not that’s she always been it though, if anyone would’ve bothered or dared to ask her about it.
As long as Angerboda could remember, she’s always been the source of fear and suffering amongst both humans and gods. It has always been said that she has always felt nothing but hate towards all living things and only longed to cause pain and destruction wherever she went. Who knows… maybe it was true from the start, but never by her own choice.
It’s hard to know anything else than sorrow or hate when one is brought up to only feel anger and thirst for chaos. The Jotuns perhaps hoped that she would be their key to bring the mighty Aesir down, having noticed her great gift for power and sorcery at birth. So they raised her to be feared, made sure she would only long for spreading death and never fearing it herself. Even the name they gave her, ‘Angerboda’ who means "the one who brings grief" and "she-who-offers-sorrow", helped her think that this was her soul purpose in life.
When the Jotuns who raised her decided she was old enough (but still rather young), they sent her to sneak inside Asgard and cause havoc. She did, and not only that but also caused the first war ever to erupt between the gods.
When they finally managed to end it, they had also taken Angerboda captive and as punishment they burned her to death. This would’ve been the end for the young jotun witch, if a certain trickster hadn’t found her quite… interesting.
Without being notice, he had stayed behind and watched the last flames die out, and then digged out her heart out of the aches. With this, he brought her back to life.
Of course she was chocked and confused as hell when she realized she’s been brought back, and didn’t trust the trickster at all. Instead, she just gave him her back and headed back home with promises of pain if she ever saw him again. He didn’t stop her though, and instead just watched her leave with an amused, if not found smile on his face. The only thing he told her was:
“We’re the same you and I.”

Angerboda had went back to spreading fear and destruction immediately after this, still without no second thoughts or question to her nature and purpose. However, she kept ‘running into’ the half god again and again. She didn’t give him much thought at first, and only tried to kill him off. She almost did more than once, yet he kept returning, and without realizing herself she had begun to question everything, and slowly discovered another side to herself. She still only felt hate towards everything, but he never tried to change it. If anything, he sometimes provoked it.
Time went by, and when she became a big threat again, the gods searched her out and saw her burned and killed a second time. Like last time, the trickster had revived her but this time she came back with a more change of heart. Yes, she still hated most of the things life had to offer and only saw darkness, but she was starting to wish for something else. Something other than the blackness deep buried in her soul. She stopped listening to the Jotun’s wishes of destroying the Aesir, knowing that she had only ever been a tool of them. She still wanted to spread chaos, but by her own terms, of her own free will.
She started to live in the darkest ad deepest woods of Jotunheim, and only grew more fearsome as time passed, this time by not only humans and Aesir, but by her own kind as well. She enjoyed it this way, alone where no one could control her. And yet still the trickster never stopped visiting her.
“Why do you insist on bothering me?” she had asked him. “Who knows, maybe out of loneliness?”
It wasn’t love exactly that bloomed, but a strong bond of understanding between them, because even the feared Jotun-Witch had felt alone all her life, without really understanding it herself.
It was about then the Norns had started to get their visions, about the three monsters of chaos, children of mischief and darkness that would bring forth Ragnarök began.
It was ironic, just when Angerboda had decided to stop spreading terror and just stay content on where she was, minding her own business, and the Aesir where sent out to execute her once again. They caught her right before she would’ve given birth to her third child, and this time would’ve made sure she stayed dead, had it not been for the half god interrupting. He still didn’t come in time to though, she ended up dying again, however the trickster did managed to save the baby girl from her dead mother’s body. He revived Angerboda for the third and last time.
She managed to hide the three children for some time, never being found again by the Aesir, but returned one day to see the three had been found. By the time she knew what had happened, it was already to late to save either of them.
Surprisingly, she didn’t attack or seek out revenge, but instead left the nine realms for good, never to be seen or heard of again except for in people’s nightmares.
She was already sure everyone would suffer for their crimes in the end, not by her own hands, but the hand of her children. And she would contently be watching from the sidelines as it started happening.


The more anger towards the past you carry in your heart, the less capable you are of loving in the present.

Powers/Special talents: Dream Manipulation, telekinesis and black magic.
It is said that she also holds the ability to manipulate not only objects but also one’s mind (memories, illusions etc.) and body, if not even soul. At some points, she’s even been called ‘The Puppet Master’.
Besides from knowing black magic, she’s always been very close to nature despite her own nature of spreading death. Due to this, she sometimes has the ability to feel or even ‘become one’ with nature and its elements, giving her the privilege to receive energy and life force from her surroundings, and turn into a power to destroy. She would prefer not use this though, as it only drains her own powers and strength to much, as she also sees this unwise.
Wherever she goes, she’s always been able to spread and arise negative feelings (both on purpose and not), such as fear, paranoia, the feeling of someone always watching you etc. It’s as if it’s impossible being near her without feeling uncomfortable or in danger.
She ‘feeds’ off of ones darker thoughts and feelings, and rises it within people without even having to try to. If one’s not aware of this, they can get swallowed up by their own mind and lose themselves.
She can change her appearance, but mostly only does that to hide her true form from others. However, she can also turn into people’s worst fear, or their biggest dream, but only through her victims eyes.



When we first came here,
We were cold and we were clear,
With no colours on our skin,
We were light and paper-thin.
'Till you let the spectrum in.
Say my name,
And every colour illuminates,
We are shining,
And we'll never be afraid again..?