Monsters / dragons talking = "bold"
Humans talking = "slanted"
Thinking = slanted and bold
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*3rd person pov*
As clouds gather high in the sky a medium sized island, covered in trees, rocks, bushes and more comes into view along with a large chain arena overlooking a dock with several dragon hunter ships and civilian ships. Looking into the arena, a stream of flames narrowly misses a yellow and green monstrous nightmare who charges at its aggressor, a blue and red deadly nadder as large viking with a green tunic, and spiked helmet eagerly narrated the fight.
Arena master : "this dragon fight is one for the ages! As Steeltrap takes a crushing blow to the head from the upstart, Whips-slash!"
Random viking : "yeah whatever..."
With a mildly disappointed look on his face, the arena master took a sharp breath in before a long exhale as Riker walked up to him, newly adorned in a blood red rathalos chestplate and a barioth sword and shield strapped to his side.
Arena master : "ahh, mr. Riker, sir. always a pleasure to have you join us."
Staying completely silent, Riker simply glared at the man making him nervously swallow before quickly grabbing a pouch full of gold from his side and handing it to Riker who took it and examined it for a moment.
Riker : "hmm... this is not the amount we agreed upon."
Arena master : "mr. Riker,we've done well in our fighting enterprise. But now, with your new champion monsters, the fights are over before they start. No one will pay for a fight that lasts two minutes or less."
As he says that the arena master gestures over to another viking who, at the throw of a lever, opened two large, heavily reinforced cages that were built into the arena revealing one set of glowing red eyes that stalked the shadow and in the other, three yellow and black tails with stingers on the end that coiled and wrapped around one another like vines. The shadow was the first to exit the cage, and with a deafening, pather-like roar pounced on the monstrous nightmare making the sound bone being crushed and snapped echo throughout the arena followed by a pained roar from the deadly nadder.
Riker : "... i see your point, but if i were you, i'd find a solution to turn this around. Your cut."
Flicking a single gold piece to the arena master, Riker walked away from the arena as the arena master grimaced.
Arena master : "grrr. I hate that guy."
*y/n / Strax pov*
It's been about two and a half weeks since the attack on the edge and things have been tense... Hiccup took Stoick and Gobber back to Berk so that he could heal a day ago and has been beating himself up about the whole ordeal. The other riders and dragons have been working on repairing the edge which has been rather slow going especially since a nadder migration had to be redirected but Hiccup ended up inviting Windshear and Heather to the edge to have them help. Ama has been resting in her workshop and Steve has been doing largely the same in the arena. The hunter and Palicos have been helping the riders here and there with the repairs, offering what knowledge they have to try to help reinforce the edge and make it more "monster proof". But today, Stormfly and I were relaxing in our nest as the others did... well, frankly whatever they wanted for the time being. Hiccup, Snotlout, Hookfang and Toothless had gone to check out a Dragon hunter site so it was one of the seemingly increasingly rare opportunities to simply rela-
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