Post by Deleted on May 27, 2019 23:33:23 GMT
(Jan 5th, Somewhat past morning along the border of the forest. Will likely be escorted deeper later. Open to guards or anyone happening to discover him and of course Sarabi)
Massive wings of ebony stretched out across the expanse of sky, the thin leather rippled as the wing glided along the surface to keep aloft. Metal rattled from the wind’s touch whilst the rider perched soundly atop the spine of the beast who he road. Hiccup raised a hand and shielded his eyes for a moment to peer past the horrid sunlight, squinting towards the assembly of trees. It had been quite the journey and Toothless had been complaining a bit from the feeling of sun beating against his onyx scales. Leaning over the shoulders, his rump rising from the saddle he smoothed his hand against the Night Fury only to flinch back at the heat.
“You’re burning up, buddy!” said the young chief with concerned which elicited a gurgle of affirmation from the dragon. “We’re nearly there; maybe they’ll have something for you to cool off in once we land,”
“Grrroooorrlll!” answered the dragon happily and even lurched his wings with great force for emphasis; this offered a boost of speed towards their destination. Hiccup was unaware as to what to expect from this faction of sorts, he had been dealing with things with and around Berk and had heard of this war. Rather than waiting for it to become a problem he decided to seek out one of the factions and discuss what’s to be done. He sought mainly the safety of Berk. Perhaps he could have sent a messenger but he wanted to figure this out himself.
“Down, Toothless,” he instructed pressing down on the beast to urge him towards the rim of trees. He didn’t wish to startle them by flying over so he would enter on foot. With purposeful and prominent wing strokes they both lowered towards the edge only to be greeted by a handle of guards and animals.
“Halt,” instructed a man as Toothless fully touched ground and glared at his forceful tone. Hiccup hurried to slide off the saddle and offered his hands upward in peace. “We’re not enemies, uhh… Please don’t attack I’m,”
“That’s a black dragon? Is he from the Thorns?” interrupted someone which caused the chief to blink confused but Toothless uttered forth a growl towards the armed men and somewhat hostile animals.
“Nono… Please listen I’m not here to fight, this is Toothless my friend,” the guards seemed uncertain but allowed him to explain a bit, “I’m here to meet the… leader around here,” he said unsure about who it could be. He heard of a queen, perhaps of the castle? This was getting tense because Toothless seemed ready to fight. “I’m Hiccup, chief of Berk,” he said wandering if that was even known to these people.
“What should we do?” one whispered to another.
“Take him to Sarabi?” they were huddled now conversing with one another. It was evident they still didn’t trust him.
(Feel free to negotiate on his behalf if you show up and control the npc's as well haha. Or be skeptical.)
Massive wings of ebony stretched out across the expanse of sky, the thin leather rippled as the wing glided along the surface to keep aloft. Metal rattled from the wind’s touch whilst the rider perched soundly atop the spine of the beast who he road. Hiccup raised a hand and shielded his eyes for a moment to peer past the horrid sunlight, squinting towards the assembly of trees. It had been quite the journey and Toothless had been complaining a bit from the feeling of sun beating against his onyx scales. Leaning over the shoulders, his rump rising from the saddle he smoothed his hand against the Night Fury only to flinch back at the heat.
“You’re burning up, buddy!” said the young chief with concerned which elicited a gurgle of affirmation from the dragon. “We’re nearly there; maybe they’ll have something for you to cool off in once we land,”
“Grrroooorrlll!” answered the dragon happily and even lurched his wings with great force for emphasis; this offered a boost of speed towards their destination. Hiccup was unaware as to what to expect from this faction of sorts, he had been dealing with things with and around Berk and had heard of this war. Rather than waiting for it to become a problem he decided to seek out one of the factions and discuss what’s to be done. He sought mainly the safety of Berk. Perhaps he could have sent a messenger but he wanted to figure this out himself.
“Down, Toothless,” he instructed pressing down on the beast to urge him towards the rim of trees. He didn’t wish to startle them by flying over so he would enter on foot. With purposeful and prominent wing strokes they both lowered towards the edge only to be greeted by a handle of guards and animals.
“Halt,” instructed a man as Toothless fully touched ground and glared at his forceful tone. Hiccup hurried to slide off the saddle and offered his hands upward in peace. “We’re not enemies, uhh… Please don’t attack I’m,”
“That’s a black dragon? Is he from the Thorns?” interrupted someone which caused the chief to blink confused but Toothless uttered forth a growl towards the armed men and somewhat hostile animals.
“Nono… Please listen I’m not here to fight, this is Toothless my friend,” the guards seemed uncertain but allowed him to explain a bit, “I’m here to meet the… leader around here,” he said unsure about who it could be. He heard of a queen, perhaps of the castle? This was getting tense because Toothless seemed ready to fight. “I’m Hiccup, chief of Berk,” he said wandering if that was even known to these people.
“What should we do?” one whispered to another.
“Take him to Sarabi?” they were huddled now conversing with one another. It was evident they still didn’t trust him.
(Feel free to negotiate on his behalf if you show up and control the npc's as well haha. Or be skeptical.)