So I learned that to have the chapters pop up in the select section, you have to start new documents and connect them. From this point on, they shall be this way.
Dagur and Deathkiller found the other riders tied up and surrounded. The surrounders bowed, "All desicions shall be made by Queen Mala." one said. "Queen Mala? I've heard of her." Dagur thought. She started talking about how the riders must have been hunters because of their "enslaved" dragons. The Berserker flew down and raised his hands in peace. "We didn't come here to spy on or attack you, Queen Mala. We're enemies of Viggo too. We just came here to see if we could protect whatever he might be after."
The matriarch eyed him up and down, "You speak of peace and yet you force a dragon to bear your weight and fly you wherever you wish. If you are, in truth, our ally, descend from this poor creature and deal with us alone." Dagur smirked, "Quick question, if I come down, are you going to apprehend me? I don't play as nicely as they do." he gestured to the riders. Mala pondered, "I look not for unnecessary battles. As long as you do not try to harm any of my subjects, I will ensure that none of us attempt the same for you and your own."
Dagur jumped down from Deathkiller, "Mind untying them?" he requested. Mala frowned, "Not yet. I cannot be sure what you all would do as a team. You shall speak on their behalf." Dagur saw the riders turn ashen. "What do they think I'm going to say?" he wondered, hurt. The pair(followed by some guards) went over to her throne. "Who are you and why do you force that dragon to carry you?" she questioned. "I'm Dagur the Deranged and I don't for him. I saved him from some hunters and he helped me fight them. After that, we've just been close and the best way to fight together is riding on his back." Dagur answered, honestly.
The queen stared, thoughtfully, "Dagur the Deranged." she said, quietly. "I believe that I've heard your name before now. For what should you be known?" "I'm the chief of the Berserkers." he informed her. Her eyes widened, "You are the one that way imprisoned for three years on Outcast Island." He tensed at the memory, "Yes. It was a chief's duty." Mala paused and the corners of her mouth moved upwards, "So, you took responsibilty for the actions caused by one of your subjects." she said.
Dagur thought for a moment, "Is that volcano dormant?" Mala shook her head, "No, our Great Protector eats the lava as it comes to prevent the kingdom from devastation." she motioned to a sculpture of a dragon, "She is an Eruptodon." "So you guys use dragon help too!" Dagur called her out, excitedly. She flustered, "Well, it is a symbiotic relationship." she defended. "Whatever you need to tell yourself." Dagur laughed. Seeing the jovial intent behind the statement, she smiled.
"The dragon might be what Viggo was after if that's what's keeping them from roasting." Dagur figured. "Uh, Mala, I swear that we're on your side-which is why I'm telling you this. Viggo might or might not have followed us here to take your Eruptodon." he admitted. Mala gasped and ran to where their Great Protector stayed. They found that it was gone.
"You tricked me! Distracted me while your master came and left us bereft!" she yelled at Dagur. "Hey, I told you about the chance of it happening. If I had wanted to make sure they got your Eruptodon, I would've just killed all of you back there." The queen glared at the chief and calmed herself. "She could still be on the island." Dagur offered and they looked; nothing could be spotted for the dragon.
The two went back to where the riders were, "Mala, we can help you get the dragon back." Dagur told her. She looked at him, "If you wanted to help me, why were you all so reckless in coming here. Never before now, have outsiders come to our island and lived to tell their comrads." "I know, I know. This plan was stupid to me too." Dagur confided, "But we should move, quickly, if we want any hope to find it."
"Desperate times." Mala mused, "Dagur the Deranged, I will accompany you all on this quest. Riding on your dragon." she struggled to say the last sentence and had her warriors free the riders. "Okay, would I be correct in remembering that the edge has a volcano?" Dagur asked the riders. Their eyes widened in concern. "Thought so. We have to-" he, suddenly, pushed Mala. She fell to the ground and before she could say anything, saw an arrow zoom past her.
She stared at the Berserker with an unreadable expression. He charged at and grabbed the hunter by the throat. Seeing the riders, he only hit the hunter with the handle of his weapon, rendering him unconscious. "Ready?" he inquired. Dagur helped her climb onto Deathkiller and they began their flight to the edge.