This is Outcast Island. It's about a week off the border of 'you're doomed' and a few days short of 'turn back while you have the chance'. The food here is tough and inedible, but we find a way to make it work. The people are what you would expect. Men banished from their homelands, women who were captured as prizes of war.
We have a little problem on Outcast. You see, some people have mosquitoes, or geese. We have dragons.
Crazy, right?
My name is Hiccup. I've been here since I was young. They say they found me inches from death in a cave when I was barely a year old. All I know of my past is my name. But I have my theories.
I was raised by a man named Alvin the Treacherous. He's the chief here. He took me in when I washed up and looked after me ever since. Everything I know, I learned from him. He says that I'll be his consort one day. It seems like a good thing. I really do like him.
My story starts on a day like any other. If I had known what was about to happen… I never would have left the safety of that house.