To Anger A Lord

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For as long as memory allowed the Viking's of Berk were a stubborn lot. Where other's would have moved away generations ago they refused preferring to remain on their island. Why remain where it snows nine months of the year and hails the other three? Where the food is tough and tasteless much like it's people? no one may ever know why. Unless of course you ask the daughter of the Chief a truly cynical child of these times "Vikings have Stubbornness issues" she will inform you, if you ask.

However, no one in her village bothered asking questions or her opinion on the matter. Being of the act first, then ask questions later party if they even bothered to that is. Unfortunately she belonged in the think before you leap party. Which few belonged in unless you were the elder (who had long given up speaking as no one listened to her anyways so why waste the energy).

What is the Vikings of Berk with their stubbornness issues main concern about remaining on such a desolate islands main problem?...Dragons.

For generation after generation they had refused to give up and admit defeat or compromise. For many islands in the archipelago of the Northern hemisphere lived in peace with dragons. Dragons are surprisingly peaceful creatures who only attack when provoked much like any other wild animal one would encounter in the wild. Choosing to take on a protective stance if they feel personally threatened, their territory, their mates, eggs and hatchlings.

Which is why the ultimate stupidity of the tribe was tested when a team of Viking ships arrived past the fog of Hel Heim's gate. The Vikings unceremoniously leaped from their ships hefting wooden shields, swords, axes, crossbows, maces, hammers, and unloading large catapults from the ships directed at the mountain. The Vikings moved about like a swarm of frenzied ants to any who looked from high above the mountain top. Being directed by their enigmatic Chief Stoick The Vast who was rumored to have popped a dragon's head clean off it's body as a wee babe. Does one believe it? Logic would say no, but looking at the man you would have to agree much like his own daughter had to agree to it, yes.

Once in position catapults loaded with boulders conveniently culled from the rocky shores of the island. Warriors in place at his back the Chief makes his way to the head of the fray with a lift of his sword he commands the launching of catapults thus causing an enormous gaping cavern to erupt in the mountains side. The Chief enters dwarfed by the size of the hole itself charging in he bellows out his immense war cry startling dragons of various sizes, colors, and classes to take off into the sky screeching and screaming as though death were on their heels. Next to him his lifelong friend and fellow warrior Gobber joined in with his own menacing battle cry.

Once cleared of the dragons and satisfied that the nest is cleared and the dragons will have surely moved on to a new nesting site. Hopefully, farther from the shores of Berk this time. A cheer erupts from the crowd of assembled Viking warriors a great victory was achieved without any bloodshed. While disappointing to the warriors who relished a frenzied blood soaked battle field it provided relief to the other's who simply wanted to return to their village and families.

The Cheering however ceased when a great and terrible roar was heard from the deep bowels of the mountain a roar so terrible no one had ever heard of such a sound. Fear swept across those gathered and shields came up weapons at the ready. Warriors frantically reloaded the catapults. When a great and horrifying creature erupted from the fissure in the mountain nearly mimicking the size of the mountain itself. It was a fearsome red and grey dragon massive in size multiple eyes all about its head, razor sharp fangs like spears, spikes all over its body, and a massive club like tail.

Stoick looked towards his long time friend and brother in arms and said "I need to create a distraction, keep it away from the others so they can regroup and make it to the ships."

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