(COMPLETED) Once their time in the Great Beyond had come to an end, the riders returned to Berk for good. But thier search for new islands and dragons was far from over. Everything changed when they discover a colonie of people living with a new spe...
"Uh, nice dragon," Tuff tried to appeal to the scaley, sand colored creature, but it wouldn't let up. It hissed at him and lunged.
Moving quickly, Tuffnut ducked and rolled out of the way. He was immediately back on his feet, readying himself for another attack. However, he saw from the corner of his eye a person rush to the dragon.
It was a young woman wearing what looked to be the same tan dragon skin as clothes. It covered her entire body, including a mask over her face. The dragon stopped trying to attack when it saw the other person.
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⇧ dragon skin suit ⇧ This is my own original design, please do not steal :)
"Oh, thank Thor," Tuff breathed. But his relief was short lived as the girl turned toward him and jumped onto him, knocking him to the ground. She hissed, the same exact hiss as the dragon, and held a sharpened stick to his throat. "Oh man, Snotlout was right," Tuff spoke nervously before pleading loudly, "please don't eat me, dragon lady, I assure you the flying yak rats would taste much better."
The masked girl turned her head to the side curiously. After a moment of hesitation, she climbed off of Tuff and let him stand, continuing to hold the spear at his neck. She pulled the dragon skin off of her head, revealing her face. "Who are you?" She demanded.
"Ah! You can talk," Tuff exclaimed, speaking loudly, "I don't know why that surprised me." When the point of the stick pressed harder into his skin, he squirmed, "okay, okay! I'm Tuffnut Thorston, I'm from the island of Berk."
The girl squinted suspiciously and made a small gesture with her head. The dragon from before stalked over and sniffed at Tuff hesitantly, who spoke in awe, "you train dragons, too?"
"'Too'?" The dragon girl repeated curiously.
When the dragon stopped sniffing, it gave the woman a relaxed look and gurgled gentle. She immediately lowered her weapon. "Uh, yeah," Tuffnut began to explain, "me and my friends train and ride dragons, that's how we got here."
"There are more of you?" The girl asked.
Tuffnut smiled and nodded. Now that she wasn't trying to kill him, he had the chance to take a closer look at her. She was a few inches shorter than him, with fair skin and magnificent lilac eyes. Her hair was dirty blonde and short, all swept to one side of her head.
She was beautiful.
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⇧ Iris ⇧
"My name is Iris," she finally introduced herself, "you will come with me."
"Wait, what about my friends?" Tuff asked before moving.
Iris turned and began to walk, gesturing for him to follow. "A party will be sent for them once we arrive, if they haven't already been found," she explained.
"A party?" Tuffnut repeated with a giddy smile, "ooo, am I invited?"
Iris gave him an odd look, unsure if he was joking or not. But his big blue eyes sparkled with excitement, proving his seriousness. Iris couldn't hold back a small amused smile, "sure you are."
Tuffnut punched the air happily, "yes! Oh that's so nice of you."
Iris then cleared her throat and spoke awkwardly, "I apologize for the way we had to meet; it's the helmet, we aren't used to running into friendly vikings."
"Oh, yeah I get that," Tuff considered. He then smiled down at Iris by his side, "my sister does way worse when she greets me."
Iris raised her eyebrows, "oh my."
"Don't worry about it," Tuff assured, "it's a loving violence."
She glanced up at him for a moment. He wore a carefree smile and a gentle expression. And although he was quite confusing, Iris was infatuated. "What is this island of Berk you come from?" She questioned curiously.
And so Tuff began explaining. For the rest of their walk, he told stories about Berk and the odd vikings who lived there. But Iris was most interested in his journeys all over the archipelago. However, she did her best to remain serious and alert; that was her job with a stranger on her island.
Finally, they reached Iris's base and home. It was a very underdeveloped looking village, with doorless mud-grass huts and almost no metal weapons in sight.
Upon arriving, Tuffnut noticed a group of scale clad, masked people surrounding his friends with long spears. The other vikings were all tried up, and their dragons held in place by many sand colored native ones.
One of the other women noticed Iris with Tuff and cocked her head. She removed her mask and questioned, "what's going on?" Long black hair poured down over her shoulders, all the way to her waist, green eyes staring into Iris's soul.
"Mora, this is Tuffnut Thorston of Berk," Iris introduced, "these vikings bring no harm to our tribe."
The other natives hesitantly removed their masks as well. Mora then ordered, "untie them, but keep their weapons."
"And the dragons?" A man asked.
Mora made a distinct clicking sound. Out of the group of numerous tan dragons came one, right to her side. She seemed to have a silent conversation with the dragon, then it went over to the riders' dragons. It sniffed and eyed them, then looked back to Mora with a big, toothless grin. "Let the dragons free as well."
