Trader Johann rarely brought along his son Aaron with him but Aaron was really excited the few times he did. This time their trip was to be all the way north to the Hooligans.
When Aaron stepped on the isle of Berk he was quickly greeted by all the other youths his age, and there was one in particular that caught his eye.
A young girl with dark blonde hair carrying around an axe too big her size. Unlike the rest of the kids, she was rather quiet but still smiled and waved at him.
Aaron felt something in his heart and quickly lifted up his hand to wave back.
"I hope you didn't kidnap this young lad, Johann!" a deep voice laughed.
Aaron turned his attention to a large, one-armed and one-legged man wobbling across the docks.
Johann returned the glee laughter and then placed his hands on Aaron's shoulders. "Oh no, Gobber! This here is my son from my wife Gloria the Giant."
Gobber stroke his beard thoughtfully. "I can't seem to recall any Gloria, or you ever being married."
Johann sighed. "It's because Gloria is dead. Giving birth to Aaron sent her to Valhalla." Aaron cast his eyes down but felt his father hand tighten on his shoulder. "I'm still eternally grateful for the son she left behind."
"He is certainly a handsome young man," Gobber agreed, patting the boy lightly on his back.
Aaron felt someone poke at his arm suddenly. He turned to see the cute girl from before.
"Hey," he greeted her with a smile. She didn't reply, only pointing to his sword. Aaron pulled it out and held it in front of her. "Do you want to play with it?" She nodded wordlessly.
"Okay," Aaron said. "But only if I get to play with your axe. Deal?"
She nodded again, smiling at him fully this this time.
Aaron's dragon will be a Skrill named Thunderbolt. He is playful and unpredictable and will reflect Aaron's own personality.