"Magic?" Stoick stood there dumbfounded.
"Well to be more specific, Ancient Nordic magic." Gobber replies.
Gothi continues to draw more.
"She says that you need to commune with the spirit of Rogvir the Redeemed."
"Rogvir the Redeemed. He's the Chief before Hiccup the Second. But he's long dead, how on Midgard do we commune with him." Gothi starts drawing again but stopped and throws her staff away.
"Gothi?"
"Oh no the hag lost it!"
Gothi hands glows in a green light and she points at her throat. Coughs and wheezings came after.
"Ahem, Ah that's better than drawing to fast." Gothi picks up her staff and faces the two shocked Vikings.
"THE HAG CAN TALK!" Gobber jumps on top of Stoick.
"Gobber get off of me!" Stoick grunts and tosses Gobber aside.
"Of course I can you idiot! Well only temporarily." She then faces Stoick.
"As I was saying Stoick here need to communicate with Rogvir's spirit. To do that we need to enter the barrows where his ceremonial war axe lies."
The barrows was Berk's burial site were belongings, bodies that were cremated are stored. Located up north of the island. Guarded by an old man named
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Hiccup the Prince of Dragons: Birth of a prince (Rewrite)
FanfictionPrior to the rewrite, the story will first take place when Valka and Hiccup were captured, and Stoick picking himself up. For now it's their adventures we'll look into before Hiccup takes the wheel.
