Everyone in the Guild began to listen to the first master's story.
'My tale begins when I failed to stop Drago with his obsession over reviving the dead, I did everything I could to try and convince him to give up, but it only angered him and his resentment to me grew stronger. As a result, he was cursed with eternal youth, but not only that but everything around him withered and died.
'Despite this, he carried on with his research and eventually was able to revive his sister, Dagmar at the cost of thousands of lives. I led an assault on his tower and while he managed to escape we managed to retrieve his sister. The poor girl had nothing to do with her brother's atrocities so I took under my wing and restarted to fall in love.
'We eventually her children, all of them human and then she became the new Chronicler to watch over time and to record it. Then finally came a final clash between me and Drago and I won, but we cannot kill them so we simply imprisoned him and I acted as his warden. For nearly 1000 years I stood vigilant on a small island away from the continent, but I could not have anticipated how far the human spread.
'A group of humans started to settle on the island I was guarding, I kept my distance from them but then they were attacked by another Guild by the name of Blue Skull. I continue to stand guard unaware that they had stolen the key to Drago's chains and so I left with some treasure hunters, one of which happened to be one of my descendants.
'We finally located Blue Skull in the city of Berk and discovered that they were treating the citizens with such cruelty, so much so that we had to step in. Then when things were at their most desperate I cast an unprotected spell that brought us victory, but in exchange, I lost my immortality.
'A short time after, in April of 686 we founded Dragon Tail, but then trade disputes with Lord's escalated an alarming pace. And later that year, the bloodied Second Trade War began to tear the kingdom apart.'
Hiccup was currently on a hillside observing the battlefield as the enemy attacked it relentlessly against their forces.
"Have the left flank pull back please," he ordered.
The soldier stared at him.
"What?"
"Are you insane? There within striking distance of the enemies weakened point. Now is the time to attack!"
"Loki might be a Viking, but you are out of your league on the battlefield!"
Hiccup looked at them. "I'm over a thousand years old, I have battled in more bloodied wars than this one so don't you tell me that I'm out of my league."
To prove his point he guided the soldiers to attend and began to explain his reasoning.
"If I were the enemy, I would set up a small ambush squad near this hill. Then I would lure in the opposition and unleashed at squad upon them, at the same time I would send reinforcements a West to attack the main battalion here."
Soldiers looked one another trying to figure out what he just said.
"There are 49 effective countermeasures I can place, but in order to do that the first thing we need to do is pull back that left flank. They will then join the main battalion in an echelon formation and then we watch for the enemies next move."
Watching from the sidelines were Grimbread, Wade and Runa all of them smiling.
"Look at the Prince bossing them around," said Grimbeard.
"I'd argue that he's more of a general than a prince," said Runa.
"Seriously, you would never guess that he's a military genius or that he is 1000 years old," said Wade.
Hiccup then turned and looked at them. "Are you ready?"
"So is our Viking squad going to get the chance to join in the action?" Grimbeard asked.
"I will need you to keep the enemies Vikings at bay and it's very likely that they will get back up from the West," said Hiccup. "If things get too hairy I'll jump into the fray myself, but do try to be careful."
"Let's go and Terra doubt you guys!" Grimbeard yelled.
"Ready to show them what we can do?" Wade asked looking at the rest of the Guild.
All of the Guild members cheered and raised their hands in the air which surprised the soldiers to no end.
"Don't tell me he's Dragon Tail is Guild Master?"
"He looked rather young to be a Guild Master."
Despite reservations, their army pulled back on the left flank and naturally the enemy took advantage of this and began to press forward. However, they didn't get too far when they heard the sounds of thunder.
"Is there a storm coming?"
Then suddenly they saw the lightning shooting down at the ground towards a person on a nearby hill.
"What the?"
"An enemy Viking!"
"What Guild is he from?"
"Dragon Tail says hello," said Grimbeard.
From the hill Hiccup and the remaining soldiers just stared as Grimbeard went on the attack along with the rest of the Guild. All the soldiers were completely stunned as Dragon Tail was not only holding the enemy back but taking them down one by one.
"Wow, that's incredible!"
"With that my score goes up to 27!" said Grimbeard.
"Still behind me, Grimbeard," said Runa. "I've already taken down 34 and counting."
"I'm at 100 and something!" said Wade and then he laughed. "I'm just kidding with you fellows."
Despite the fact they were winning Hiccup didn't like the amount of bloodshed that has been spilt on the battlefield, he had seen far worse that was sure. However, there was still quite a lot of loss of life.
In just a few short hours the entire enemy had been routed and their forces haven't lost a single man.
"They came in way outnumbered, but still somehow one easily."
"That man is a dragon tactician."
After the battle they returned back to the Guildhall in order to celebrate, all them had been well contributed with their efforts on the battlefield.
"We it, you guys!"
"Look at all this gold!"
"Now this calls for good wine!"
"Cheers!"
Grimbeard notice of the only one not celebrating was Hiccup, who just sat solemnly at the bar.
"You look kind of glum, something wrong?" he said joining him.
Hiccup sighed. "Just never dreamt I would see this many people die in war ever again. I'm no stranger to the loss of life, most of the wars I fought in were bloodier than this one. I can only hope that this war ends quickly before any more lives are lost. Plus, I really want to go on another adventure."
'The Second Trade War finally came to an end in the year 690 and while the ceasefire was a welcomed development, the resulting casualties were way over 10 times that of the first Trade War. Most people believe that the high rate of mortality was due to the Viking Guilds involved in the fighting, as a result, the Viking world came together and the Interguild Conflict Band Treaty was signed. This monumental agreement brought about a brief period of peace in the land.'
With the war now over, Hiccup was now free to go on his many adventures. However, on one of his exploits, he, in fact, decided to meet an old acquaintance in a secluded meadow. This acquaintance was none other than the Chronicler, his love, but sadly this trip was more business than pleasure.
After the war Hiccup couldn't help but notice that something was off with him and he had a good idea what was causing it. However, he wanted a second opinion and she was the only one he could trust with this delicate matter.
"I hear the calling you the Dragon Tactician now after that war," said the Chronicler as she examined him.
Hiccup shrugged. "I didn't come up with the name."
"Personally, I think it's a good fit."
Hiccup looked at her. "What's the prognosis?"
She gave him a grim expression, indicating that it was bad. "I wish I had better news."
"It's Drago's curse, isn't it?" Hiccup assumed.
She nodded. "Been so close to him for 1000 years has resulted in new been afflicted with his curse. Though I suspect that it has accelerated ever since used that Law spell, which was a foolish ring for you to do."
"If I hadn't used it, a lot of people would have died," said Hiccup not looking at her.
Chronicler sighed. "Hiccup, you know what this curse does. I'm immune because my time has stopped, but everything else around you will wither and die it's only a matter of time."
Hiccup rose to his feet. "Then I had better make preparations and inform the Guild that I'm going on a very long journey."
"Who'll take over the Guild?"
Hiccup pondered for a moment. "Grimbeard is far too rash, Wade doesn't take things very seriously…"
"That only leaves Runa, you sure she's the right candidate? I mean she does have a sort of dark streak on her."
"I'm certain she'll do fine."
"Well, I had better return to the Guild and tell them of my decision."
"Just don't take too long, the longer you stay around people the more danger you will put them in."
Hiccup soon returned to the Guildhall and when he entered he found quite the commotion everyone was running around frantic.
"It's not going to be long now."
"I can't stop shaking and it's not even my baby."
Runa then noticed Hiccup had entered. "Hiccup, you arrive just in time. Chinhilda is about to give birth."
Chinhilda was Grimbeard's wife and she was currently in bed about to give birth to her son. Hiccup knew that this wasn't the right time to tell them that he planned to retire so he decided to wait until after the child was born.
So hours later they heard the sounds of a baby boy crying and everyone was ecstatic.
"I'm so proud of you, Chinhilda," said Grimbeard kissing his wife.
"You know she didn't have to deliver him inside the Guildhall," Runa pointed out.
"What can I say? Chinhilda insisted on it."
Chinhilda was still very exhausted from giving birth. "There's love here, I want my child to feel that with everyone in the Guild. Is the most important thing there is."
"You're right about that."
Chinhilda then looked at Hiccup. "Master Hiccup, if you don't mind would you do the honour of naming him for this."
Hiccup stared at her. "What me?"
"That's a priceless gift," said Grimbeard.
"You certainly can't leave it up to us," said Wade.
Hiccup looked at him. "Ingeel, he was an old friend and a mighty king."
"Ingeel, it's nice. I like it," she said.
"Then it settled," said Grimbeard as he picked up baby Ingeel.
"He's the first of the next generation, he's the future."
Hiccup then took her hand. "He is."
"The bond we share is special promise me that we'll—"
She then stopped as a hand went limp and her eyes began to close. Everyone remained silent as they watched Chinhilda take her final breath.
Grimbeard just stared at her, looking utterly horrified. "Chinhilda… Chinhilda!" He then gave the baby to Runa and rushed over to his wife. "Hey! What's wrong?"
"Having the baby must have taken too much out of her," said Wade.
Hiccup just stood there in silence utterly horrified, because he knew what was the cause of her death. It was him, Drago's curse was starting to take hold and it has already taken its first victim.
"Chinhilda! Please stay with me!" Grimbeard cried in vain. "Chinhilda!"
Runa noticed the horrified look on Hiccup's face before she could say anything he ran off without saying a single word.
"Hiccup!" Grimbeard yelled.
Hiccup retreated as far as he could away from any nearby towns and villages or Elven tribes. However, no matter how careful he was he couldn't help but kill all the wildlife and the nearby trees.
Hiccup was fully aware of the curse that was inflicted upon Drago, but the more he loved the more everything around him would die. In order to preserve life, he had to harden his heart and love nothing, though that was a bit of a tall order.
He had stayed isolated for well over a year and a half that time he stopped eating. It was this time the Chronicler had finally managed to track him down, he was in a solid-state when she found him hiding within a hollow tree looking nothing more than skin and bones wearing ragged clothing.
"Do you know how long it took me to find you," she said.
"And it ever occur to you that maybe I didn't want to be found," he said.
"You're not looking too good."
"I haven't eaten or drunk anything for half a year now, it's far too dangerous to move from this place. I would have killed myself if you hadn't been for one little issue…"
The Chronicler nodded. "Yeah, that's one of the things about that curse. You can go as far as chopping your own head and you still wouldn't die."
Hiccup looked up at her. "So, I'm guessing this is not a social call."
"I'm afraid that my brother has been rather active in a country far to the west," she said.
"How can that be, he still shamed on Cove Island?"
"When you left he began to splinter himself, he literally made a duplicate of himself. It's far weaker compared to him, but his mind is still very much intact. I don't know what he intends to do, but you and I both know that it can't be anything good, I believe he's already calling himself Emperor Drake indicating that he has the intention of conquering the entire country."
"And I'm in no state to fight him," Hiccup sighed.
"The prophecy so that someone bearing your name would defeat him, a never said that you were destined to defeat him," the Chronicler reminded him. "I can tell you for certain that the child has not yet been born, but he will be unlike you he will become a Dragon Slayer."
"That's impossible, all the dragons are dead."
"Not exactly, but I'm sure you'll figure it out soon enough."
"I don't suppose you've managed to find a cure."
She shook her head. "Believe me I've been trying, but it is a very complex curse."
Hiccup then noticed that she was slightly hesitating. "But you think you have away…"
She sighed. "I might be able to suspend you in time, you would be in the form of a coma. This way you wouldn't be able to kill anyone and you wouldn't have to suffer while I continue looking for a cure."
Hiccup frowned. "I thought you were only meant to watch events unfold, not take part in them."
"What makes you think this wasn't destined to happen?" she said. "The wall which cannot be broken can be bent, and I'm bending it pretty far."
"Is there no other way?"
"It's the only way I can think of."
Hiccup nodded. "Then do it."
She nodded and bent towards him and then began casting her spell, almost instantly he closes eyes and collapsed and fell into a deep sleep.