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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Mar 26, 2010 22:53:48 GMT -5
The night was relatively quiet in the village of Berk. People were heading to bed, making sure the flocks were in pasture before they did.
A watchman stood at his post keeping a eye out for something though the man looked tired, having been there all day and night.
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Post by ginchimera on Mar 26, 2010 22:55:41 GMT -5
A sudden, large hand was placed down on the watchman, nearly throwing him off balance.
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Mar 26, 2010 22:58:53 GMT -5
He jumped grabbing his ax and whirling around.
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Post by ginchimera on Mar 26, 2010 23:03:18 GMT -5
A large, rather scruffy looking viking was behind him, laughing hard at his reaction," Well, ain't you jumpy tonight!"
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Mar 26, 2010 23:10:11 GMT -5
"Well who wouldn't be! Haven't had a attack for almost a week and we're due!"
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Post by ginchimera on Mar 26, 2010 23:29:03 GMT -5
" Psh, naaaaaah. I betcha them dragons finally gave up on us!"
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Mar 26, 2010 23:31:25 GMT -5
There was a loud roar in the distance. The man quickly rang a warning bell, alerting the village to the oncoming attack.
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Post by ginchimera on Mar 26, 2010 23:49:40 GMT -5
The village was soon ablaze with vikings rushing around, getting their weapons and preparing the catapaults.
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Mar 26, 2010 23:51:17 GMT -5
A slightly small teenage boy ran though the group trying to get somewhere while not being trampled or killed by a dragon.
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Post by ginchimera on Mar 27, 2010 0:11:15 GMT -5
Left and right both dragons and vikings fell, many MANY sheep being carried off by a few of the gronckles. One landed right infront of the boy, snarling at him loudly.
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Mar 27, 2010 0:12:19 GMT -5
He shrieked and landed flat on his butt, staring up in horror.
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Post by ginchimera on Mar 27, 2010 0:32:21 GMT -5
In an instant, the gronckle tackled to the ground by a large teen, pressing down on its jaws hard. He looked over, waving," 'Ey 6! Caught me a gronckle-" he let out a yelp as he was thrown off, the gronckle taking off into the sky.
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Mar 27, 2010 0:33:50 GMT -5
"8!" 6 ran over and helped him up "Are you crazy taking on one of those!?"
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Post by ginchimera on Mar 27, 2010 0:41:48 GMT -5
8 laughed hard," Crazy?! Naaaaaah. Just havin' fun!" he exclaimed cheerfully," Whatcha doin' out here? Dangerous for guys like you to be out." he said, grabbing 6's arm and gripping where his muscles should've been," Ain't got no meat on yer bones!"
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Mar 27, 2010 0:49:18 GMT -5
6 glared and yanked his arm back running off, passing two identical teens who were having just as much fun as 8.
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