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A home fit for an overlord?
Walking into the Sensorium's today, or at least this one in particular would place you on the Island of Birk, often described as "Sturdy"

And on one side of Berk's village sat a humble but recently built house at the edge of a field. Not much of Berk was flat so this area in particular belonged to one of the most passive aggressive creatures in all of the Hairy Hooligans tribe.
Sheep.
Yes the Sheep of Berk were particularly dumb as far as sheep went. So much so that back in the days of Dragon raids one could get snatched up from an entire flock, and the others would barely move away to protect themselves.
So it was up to the brave and fearless shepherds of the Viking village to vigilantly protect these pathetic puffy pasty faced patsy's of the livestock world.
That...was not a job for Ruffnut and her twin brother. No that was a job for the adults. They had always been stuck on fire patrol.
But tending to the sheep in times of peace? That was a duty fit for the twins according to their elders.
Frankly Ruffnut hated it. Sheep were about the stupidest creatures she had ever known.
And yet since being on Stacy she kind of missed the dimwitted puffballs.
So she sat ontop of one cross legged while it grazed and stared intently at her families home. Before Hiccup had made peace between the Dragons and the Vikings the house had stood strong for a whole two months! Luck really, nothing more then that.
And after so many re-buildings the tribe knew how to slap buildings together. Even Ruffnut knew some basics about building a home just from helping.
And that was precisely why she was here today. To ponder the construction of a home.
Not just any home though, a lair, a den, a nest, a base, a castle worthy of the eventual overlord she would become. It couldn't be too big to start. She was only one warrior after all and even if she asked the people she trusted to help her protect it if enough people rallied together they would lose.
So for now a small home, but it would have to make up for what it lacked in size by being perfect for her. Where to start?

And on one side of Berk's village sat a humble but recently built house at the edge of a field. Not much of Berk was flat so this area in particular belonged to one of the most passive aggressive creatures in all of the Hairy Hooligans tribe.
Sheep.
Yes the Sheep of Berk were particularly dumb as far as sheep went. So much so that back in the days of Dragon raids one could get snatched up from an entire flock, and the others would barely move away to protect themselves.
So it was up to the brave and fearless shepherds of the Viking village to vigilantly protect these pathetic puffy pasty faced patsy's of the livestock world.
That...was not a job for Ruffnut and her twin brother. No that was a job for the adults. They had always been stuck on fire patrol.
But tending to the sheep in times of peace? That was a duty fit for the twins according to their elders.
Frankly Ruffnut hated it. Sheep were about the stupidest creatures she had ever known.
And yet since being on Stacy she kind of missed the dimwitted puffballs.
So she sat ontop of one cross legged while it grazed and stared intently at her families home. Before Hiccup had made peace between the Dragons and the Vikings the house had stood strong for a whole two months! Luck really, nothing more then that.
And after so many re-buildings the tribe knew how to slap buildings together. Even Ruffnut knew some basics about building a home just from helping.
And that was precisely why she was here today. To ponder the construction of a home.
Not just any home though, a lair, a den, a nest, a base, a castle worthy of the eventual overlord she would become. It couldn't be too big to start. She was only one warrior after all and even if she asked the people she trusted to help her protect it if enough people rallied together they would lose.
So for now a small home, but it would have to make up for what it lacked in size by being perfect for her. Where to start?

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And Ruff remained relaxed and casual. "All hail the mighty overlords."
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"Ya know, I think I'm looking forward to having a castle as an Overlord more and more. You'll have to be there, of course."
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This? This was better.
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"Anyway," she said, "You need me too, otherwise you'd be getting your ass kicked all the time for no reason."
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But it was ok, really. "We'll kick ass anyway."