Build our Story - Roleplay - Chapter 1 School of Dragons

[Boethiah]

"I'm Boethiah. Nice to meet you. And nice handling back there, by the way," she said with a smirk.

[Vim]

"Thanks," He said, walking up the docks with the Terror in his arms, "I was a dragon fighter before we befriended them. I guess my training works just as well on people." He laughed.

[Tempest]

Allyssa left, and came back with some fish and a bucket of water. She ran below deck.

[Vim]

They continued their walk up the docks. It was a long way up, with lots of steep ascents, winding up the cliff until they reached Berk. "Besides," he continued, "we're probably going to war with Alvin soon. We need all the training we can get, on a dragon and on our own." He looked at Boethiah. "If we go to war, will you fight?"

[Boethiah]

She thought about it and only shrugged. "Don't know. It'd only seem right to, but...I don't know. Putting our lives in that kind of danger again. It doesn't seem right. Alvin's a hard opponent, as are the people on his island. It wouldn't be easy." And, she didn't say, she didn't want to die. "Would you?"

[Tempest]

Allyssa gasped at the amount of dragons in the ship. She found some dishes and poured the water in it.
A Smoldering Smokebreath growled, and another Terrible Terror lapped up the water.

After a while, Allyssa managed to feed and water all the dragons.

[Vim]

"Yeah. I understand." He thought about his family and their farm. His two baby sisters. They arrived at the healer's house. The place always creeped him out when he was a kid.

"Uhh.... Ladies first." He said, trying not to show how nervous he was. He didn't like doctors.

[Boethiah]

The place was a bit sketchy, or so she thought. But she looked at him and went in first anyway. Once inside she looked around for the healer. "Hello?" she called out. She was a bit nervous, but there had to be a way to help the poor dragons. If they ended up at Alvin's they'd sure be close to dead.

[Vim]

Vim followed her into the Healer's shack. Strange plants were hanging from the ceiling and potions sat on the shelves.

"Hello?" He also called out. Suddenly he turned around and saw an old lady standing right behind them. "Oh Thor's beard!" He yelped, backing up into Boethiah and nearly dropping the Terror.

[Tempest]

While they were all gone, Allyssa attempted to befriend some of the dragons.

[Boethiah]

She spun around, knocking into Vim. Thankfully, they were able to keep a hold of the small dragons. She tried smirking at him a bit before turning to the healer. "Can you help these dragons? They've been stuck in boxes for who knows how long and have been mistreated."

[Vim]

The old lady smiled a toothless grin. "Can you help these dragons?" Vim asked. She nodded and picked up the Terrors, setting them on the table. She shooed us, pointing at the door. Vim was happy to leave.

"That was easy." He said when they left.

[Tempest]

Allyssa had managed to unlock a Smokebreath's cage without it attacking her. It crawled onto her shoulder and watched as she thought of freeing some of the dragons.

[Vim]

"Okay." Vim said, "To Stoick's house." Stoick's house was a short walk from the Healer's.

"Man, that place creeps me out." He said to her.

[Tempest]

Allyssa was starting to get nervous from all the dragons staring at her.