Reports for Alvin
Hiccup sat his desk in his temporary living quarters on Outcast Island, generously provided by Alvin, and was flicking one of his charcoal pencils every time it rolled back towards him. He had just got back from reporting to Alvin. Quite a lot had transpired in the last few days, and the eighteen year old Pride of Berk was having his patience being tested.
Being the original mediator between Berk and Outcasts meant he had to take a lot of responsibility between the two islands. This included maintaining good relations between Outcasts and Hairy Hooligans, overseeing new construction projects on both islands, helping maintain the weapons of both tribes, helping to manage their finances and trade, as well as advising both leaders on important matters. All of these roles, as well as constantly travelling between the two islands, were enough to put a strain on any Viking as hard working and as patient as the Pride of Berk.
Then there were the Dragon related matters. They were a completely different matter altogether. It was easy helping the Outcasts pick the right Dragon for their personalities, teaching them the rights and wrongs of Dragon training, how to take care of them and making Outcast Island more accommodating for Dragons. However, it still stressful at times and there had been difficulties. Hiccup had recently clashed with Alvin concerning the Changewings, a species of Dragon Hiccup did not trust as a whole. Alvin was convinced that, with enough time and patience, even the Dragon Conqueror could tame even these Dragons. Things had not gone to plan to say the least. One of the resident Changewings had decided to become the pack leader of the species, and went onto kill two of the others. When a new Changewing had been caught on Outcast Island and was being transported, it had caused havoc, causing to minor injury to eight Vikings and serious injury when attacking Tuffnut Thorston. He had been told by the Healer that the male Twin would make a swift recovery. And likely go onto brag about his scars thought Hiccup.
But something else had happened that unfortunate night. In order to save his friend's life, he had gone into the cage and ignited Inferno. He had broke the first rule he had made himself. He had killed a Dragon. He could have used the swords fire to the hypnotize the Dragon, instead, he had cut the reptile down. There was once a time where the crowds would cheered and hailed him a true Viking, instead he only received looks of pity and sympathy as he commanded the aftermath of the situation with a haunted look on his face. Then, true to his word, he seeked out Alvin and gave his report. The Outcast leader was naturally angry with what had happened, but he too could see the lost look in his eyes and he went easy on the lad. Between the pair, they agreed that no more work would done on the Changewings, until after the Gathering of Chief's. That was to commence in a week, allowing the Outcasts to clean up any mess and prepare for their guests. Hiccup thanked Alvin for his understanding, he took a long night flight with Toothless, and finally retired to his living quarters.
Now, Hiccup, sat there at his desk, pondering. His Night Fury lay fast asleep on his rock, unable to comfort his Rider's inner conflict. Hiccup knew his Chief was relying on him to keep the peace, keeping Alvin content and making a good impression on the other Chieftains at the Gathering on behalf of Berk. The Pride of Berk sighed to himself and carried himself off to his bed. He had done everything he could have done and that was enough.
New chapters guys, hope you enjoy. Next chapter we will see some familiar faces and some new ones. I'll update soon :)