Life Has It's Own Plans

Chapter: 5 A Welcoming of a Lifetime

(Sorry I don't say clearly, but Ivory is Asian, and the song choice is because the music reminds me of her personality. Now on with the story!)

The vikings started at her. Ivory sat down a few chairs away and continued answering their questions.

"What is Meridith's Gate?" Snotlout asked quite a stupied question.

"That is where you are right now. You are on Meridith's Gate, home of the Dragon Konuger, and the dragon alfa. This is a dragon sanctuary, so I will not allow you near them. But maybe we can change your view on these amazing creatures?" Ivory clarified.

"You think we would want to live with dragons?!" Snotlout said in shock.

"No, I said change in view. But if you wo-"
But before she could finish three other people walked in. Two dragons with them. There were two men, the other was a woman. The men were both tall, and muscular.

One man had blonde, short hair, and hazel eyes. He was wearing a long black and red coat that reached to his knees. The top of the coat was black, and faded into red. There was a rip in one side that showed a little bit of his abdomen. He wasn't wearing a shirt under the coat. He wore black pants with black boots. A sword strapped on his back. The sword handle and blade was black. The only difference was that the blade had red on it.

The other man had taner skin, but still looked a bit pale. He had brown hair and blue eyes. He also had a long black, white and light grey robe on. It reached down to his feet, but it was still beautiful. On the end of the rob was black and white branch looking designs growing up. The same was on top near his shoulders.

A beautiful axe hung in his hand. The blade was made out of some dull blue ocean looking rock. The handle holding together the double axe was quite unquestionably rare looking. The handle was made out of a dark iron, or copper. In the middle of each blade was the Meridith symbol.

The woman was tall too. She had dull orange hair. It was dark and very long. Her hair was in a braid that laid on her right shoulder. She was wearing a lighter black shirt. The shirt stopped at her stomach. The long silk sleeves reaching to her wrist. Three black leather straps ran across her stomach and abdomen. Each strap holding three knives. She had black leather pants with a silk, black, see through skirt on the back of her legs. Boots that reached to her ankles. A silver bow and a quiver holding at least 35 arrows.

All of them sat next to each other near Ivory, eyeing the vikings with suspicion. Ivory smiled and gestured to the viking, then her friends.
"Guys, these people washed up to shore. I believe their boat was destroyed. I'm just helping them out."

"What are their names?" The woman asked, her voice was firm and elegant.

"My name is Astrid Hofferson, this is Fishlegs Ingerman, Ruffnut and Tuffnut Thorston, and Snotlout Jorgenson." Astrid said, her hand inching in each direction of her friends. Her other hand reached to her axe. Just in case, she thought.

"Well as you know, I'm Ivory, this is Ingrid, her dragon Indigo. This is Keygen and Razor. Razor's dragon is Flare." The vikings' eyes drifted to the two dragons next to their rider. One was a Monstrous Nightmare, the other was one they had never seen before.

"W-what kind of dragon is that?" Fishlegs stamppered. Ingrid answered.

"That is a Raincutter. You dragon killers?" The dragon heads shot up, both growling lowly.

"Yes, they are disgusting beasts that raid lands. Our lands." Astrid said confitly.

"They are not disgusting! You vikings are! You-" Ingrid said but never got the chance to finish.