A growling noise sounded out behind the group. Thinking it sounded like a dragon, Dagur, Stoic and Gobber all turned around. Hiccup who was at the back, merely rubbed his stomach nervously.

“Aargh, boy am I hungry haha..” Hiccup laughed it off. Dagur found it a little suspicious but he didn’t really care.

“Come Dagur, the dining hall is this way.” Stoic guided, beginning to walk in the direction of the great hall.

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Dagur the deranged wasn’t eager for this meeting. The berkians urging him to sign a treaty, make peace.. his father would have done so in a heartbeat, but Dagur wasn’t his father. To Oswald, Oswald this Oswald that.. blegh, it disgusted him. Spoiler, HE was the berserker chief now, NOT OSWALD!

He especially wanted to hold off so she could get a good grasp of what’s going on… there was a group of teenagers running around like their heads were cut off, as if they were trying to hide something… Dagur had heard a rumor that the berkians were training dragons now instead of killing them. If this was true he’d cast his entire armada with the force of fifty thousand men to conquer their lands! But he had no confirmations yet.. and so he followed Chief, walking the path to the dining hall.