#v; second in command

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@riidcr​ Liked for a starter

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“So yer the trouble maker the chief ‘as been tellin me ‘bout aye?” he asks curiously as he spots the Coronian Diplomat towards the docks. Odd he’d find him over here but he wasn’t complaining. He understood more than anyone the comfort the sea could bring as he chuckles. 

Fingers wrap around the strap across his chest as he shuffles moving the bundle on his back. The small tiny human inside of the bundle moving and making a noise at being moved before they settle as the second in command turns his gaze once more towards the other. 

“Fancy a spin?” he motions towards one of the ships on the docks. His own. “Best time ta see the archipelago at this ‘our.”

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@derangeddagur​ Liked for a starter

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Tricky thing meeting new people from tribes he’d never heard of. Not like he had to care before hand. When a particular letter had come from a terrible terror he had watched all color from Hiccup’s face drain at the same time. H had enough time to spend with Hiccup to figure out that this particular man made him nervous. Resting a hand on the mans smaller shoulder he reassures him he’ll handle him. 

He never heard a sigh of relief that loud before. 

Hiccup seemed to have lucked out. A raid not far off their shores needed his attention as he stood on the docks of the island. Waiting for the man known as Dagur to arrive. Fingers idly tap at the pommel of his sword as he watches the horizon. No doubt the other be coming by dragon but he learned pretty quickly here to expect the unexpected. 

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@theuntamedthorston​ Liked for a starter

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“Aye ye supposed ta be doin’ that?” He may be new in his duties as the right hand of the chief but something didn’t seem right about what one of the twins was doing.

“The chief told ye ta do this?” 

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@wcstwind​ Continued from here: (X)

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He wasn’t prepared for this. Despite himself being a father to her this entire time he wasn’t ready to have this conversation. He shifts gently as he sits slightly away from her. Hormonal wasn’t she? Wasn’t this the kind of stuff mother’s usually explained to their daughters. He was sure he could manage something that could help her. “Aye poppet ye know I ain’t the ones to be saying things on these matters.” She was confused and upset at the same time and yet she was angry because she couldn’t control everything.

Sighing he wraps an arm around her and pulls her a bit close. “Aye ye can cry on me. After we’ll go talk to one of the other lasses. She can explain things better than I.” He was being honest. There were so many boys to look after he sometimes lost track they had a daughter.