It was a stormy day on Berks shores, Scauldron’s swam amok, Seashockers hunted, and Skrill’s shocked the waves that crashed against the shore.

Tuffnut had somewhat of a rough day, his sister bailed on a prank he wanted to do, he lost two sheep from his pile, and he lost his favourite shield, not a very good day.

So he sat alone in the dining hall of Berk, sipping on mead mixed with Yaknog, he found it worked better.

Soon enough he heard the door open which revealed a figure entering the hall, it was you in all your glory, seems like you were looking for him.

Tuffnut glanced at you and spoke: “What’s up, huh? Lookin for Hiccup?”