[Eirhel]

You should be scared of me
Because I can look into the fire and
smile

She had flown in on Sikphine and Ecphine, their necks holding a small makeshift harness that the rider had crafted herself. She sat comfortably within the joining of her dragons necks, the Zippleback flying slowly in care of their less than agile rider. Her crutch, outfitted with several types of herbs and items that she deemed to be important laid across her lap, the reigns of her dragon held lightly within her hands. Her robes billowed out around her, hood drawn up over her head as she flew. The land she had arrived in was strange in so many ways, new plants that she had read about but never truly touched stretched out just beneath her fingertips. It was a strange and tempting feeling to simply land and start collecting, but she had a goal in mind. One she had meditated over for several days, the need to see the dragons natural habitat and the herbs that affected them being the truth behind her visit.

Her own dragon was a gift, a creature made to grow and become a strong fighter only to be slain by the one who rode it.

That fate would have come true if not for her waning health and idea to tame the wild beast. Of course that idea stemmed from the stories of the dragon master himself, the one who rode that known as a Nightfury. Although that was simply a smaller goal in mind, her main goal was to find the plant that made the dragons completely docile. It was described as if it looked similar to grass, so for the time being she had been relying on Sikphine and Ecphine to guide her. They slowly descended onto the small clearing, her lightning like gaze sweeping over the autumn like area.

Her dragons scented the air, their gaze turning towards a patch of grass like plants that seemed longer than the rest.

She slid down carefully, leaning on her crutch of a dragon wing as if it were the only thing keeping her upright. Slowly she walked, her hood kept low on her face as she peered out from under it. She leaned down, taking a hand full of the plant and examined it curiously. She gave it a small sniff, finding a particularly perfume like smell to it. Sikphine and Ecphine looked at her expectantly, as if she were about to give them a treat. She looked at them with a blank expression, gauging just how much it would take to incapacitate her dragon. She allowed them to sniff the plant, her dragon immediately going into an extremely relaxed state. She blinked and then went to rest between her dragons necks, sitting within the makeshift cloth saddle. She pulled some twine from her hair and began bundling the small amount of grass, deciding that staying within these areas would offer profitable results for her curiosity.

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[Hiccup]

My name's Hiccup...

The Pride of Berk

...Great name, I know.

The sea breeze was warm as the black dragon skirted over the waters, fairly low to the rolling waves, but not so much so that either would be caught by any heavy tides. He'd heard of this island from many travelers, an environment that burned like fire against the ocean's blue hues, constantly trapped in what felt like an eternal Autumn, it was something he wanted to see for himself, something he wanted to explore and discover. He was in no hurry, so the pace was fairly easy and comfortable as they cruised the skies, both sets of eyes peeled for the flash of orange on the horizon.

They spotted the island almost at the same time as the split dragon that was headed the same direction, though a little ways ahead, too far for the rider to have spotted them yet. He'd never seen a Zippleback with coloration like that, split down like someone took two completely different dragons and shoved them together, they were also often ridden by two people, but this one seemed to have one lone rider. His curiosity was quickly piqued as he turned his direction to follow them, though he touched down a good ways away from the pair, not wanting to startle either of them.

Hiccup approached carefully, followed by the cautious Night Fury at his heels, both knew better by now than to approach without care or caution, but his tone was still conversational as he piped up, "Dragon Nip? It's great for relaxing dragons when you need to pull a sore tooth or trim a hangnail." He stepped more out into the open, eyeing the pair curiously, "I guess I wasn't the only person curious about this island." Toothless crept past him with careful steps, interested more in the tall shoots than the pair picking them.
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[Eirhel]

You should be scared of me
Because I can look into the fire and
smile

Her hands worked diligently in order to make sure the blades of the plant would be bound nicely together. She held the twine by her hand, having not quite worked it into her crutch. She had a different plan for this particular plant, the bag settled by Sikphine's shoulder containing all that she would need for today. A soft tap of the crutch was more than enough to startle her dragons back into working condition, the remains of other dragons touching them always seemed to startle the two. Sikphine clicked her teeth, causing a few sparks to fly from its maw. Ecphine allowed gas to flow around the dragon and its rider. She walked away from her dragon, leaning heavily on her crutch as she held out the bound plant. A low cracking whistle escaped the riders lips and flame burst fourth from her dragon. She held the plant close to the stream of fire, allowing the moisture from the relaxant to dry out.

When she signaled her dragon to stop the controlled flames the plant had been completely dried out.

She settled back into place just as the sound of wingbeats came to her ears. The appendage twitched, her gaze hidden underneath the hood of her robe as she examined the man and beast that came fourth from the shadows. A slow smile came to her lips, the skin cracking from the dryness of this area. She stood slowly, allowing her weight to fall upon her crutch, just after she had wound what she now knew to be called 'Dragon Nip' into the bone of the nightmare. She walked forward, her uneven gait perfectly visible. So this was the legendary dragon master? He was nearly as thin as she was, although she could easily see that he held at least a thin layer of muscle beneath the armor he was decorated in. She leaned upon her crutch, the bones that appeared to be human teeth clacked upon it. She stood there, peering out just beneath her hood as she took in what she could from the man before her.

Tall, build for agility and speed although seems to be lacking due to a missing leg, protective dragon, relies on each other from missing appendages, knowledgeable about the area although new to this island in particular.

She kept a neutral expression now, the vague idea of what this man could be like stowed away within her mind. She held her hand up an touched the newly dried 'Dragon Nip' her expression turning curious.

"Dragon nip...uses otherwise?"

The name sounded strange on her tongue, her language choppy. She was not one for fluent speech, having kept to herself most of the time left her social skills rusty. She clung onto her crutch and walked towards the dark nightfury with interest, Sikphine and Ecphine slowly coming around to see who had interested their rider so much. A pale hand would stretch out from her darkened robes, looking pitifully small and thin compared to the nightfurys snout. She tried to touch its snout gently, curiosity flashing beneath her features.

"Name? Both."

The question was simple within her mind, wanting to know the names of the ones she had been speaking with. She also held another but silent question, were the effects of 'dragon nip' still lingering upon her hand? If so than the dragon she was aiming to gently touch would be affected. A small experiment that would hopefully yield profitable results.

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[Hiccup]

My name's Hiccup...

The Pride of Berk

...Great name, I know.

Curious. He was relieved that he didn't get any immediate danger from this woman, she didn't look to be terribly threatening, with a clear limp that was distinct as she walked. He watched with curiosity as she worked to carefully dry the stalks of Dragon Nip, wondering what she intended to do with it. She was a strange looking woman, almost otherworldly in the way she was dressed, from the robe to the bone crutch she was carrying, clattering with human teeth, which would have alarmed him was he not sure he could easily defend himself should any problems arise here.

She was staring at him though, with this scrutinizing expression that he felt was reading him deeply, he wasn't afraid, but he was certainly curious and a little unnerved by the intent eyes on him. When she spoke, it was clear to him by her dialect that she hadn't in a while, "I've used it to calm enraged dragons, enough to relocate them when they're being problematic." He looked thoughtful, then chuckled, "sometimes people on Berk keep it around the house because it gives off a pleasant smell, or they burn it." His posture relaxed considerably as he spoke, "it has a sort of minty sweet flavor, I suppose maybe it could be used for a lot of things."

When the woman came close to Toothless, he gave her hand a cautious sniff, but sensing no danger from her he was quick to bump his nose into her hand, the lingering smell from the plants didn't hurt either. Hiccup chuckled and gestured to himself, then the Night Fury, "I'm Hiccup, this is Toothless, what are you called?" He tilted his head curiously.
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[Eirhel]

You should be scared of me
Because I can look into the fire and
smile

The smooth yet slightly bumpy skin of the nightfury gave her a promising result, it was more than likely the oils that were trapped within the plant which caused the positive reaction. The mans reasons of use for the plant was also more than entertaining, she knew more than before, but had her own experiments to conduct. She listened to the question, finally showing the coloration of her eyes, pushing her hood back to reveal her features. She felt no fear from this man and thought he would be perfect for what she was in need of. Her hair fell around her face sloppily, her eyes being revealed. The lightning like effect stuck out like a sore thumb, her dragon laying down once realizing that she felt no need to be on guard.

She, instead of answering, walked over to her Zippleback and began unwrapping a bundle of firewood that was placed upon Ecphine's shoulder.

She tossed it the firewood onto ground a few feet away where it could safely be lit. A low whistle escaped her lips giving Sikphine and Ecphine the command to start a fire upon the wood. She then walked back over and grabbed a small kettle and two cups from the bag upon Sikphine's shoulder. She then began looking around, trying to see if there was a small creek nearby. She closed her eyes then, once knowing that she couldn't see a creek. Her ears twitched lightly, the soft sounds of a babbling brook coming from further within the trees. She held her hand up in a 'wait' gesture towards the man dubbed Hiccup and went towards the sound. A few moments later she returned with a kettle full of water. She placed it upon the fire in order for it to start the process of boiling. She set the empty cups down and made a 'come here' gesture to both rider and dragon that she had met. A seat was taken by herself, her dragons heads coming to either side of her body. Her robes pooled around her like she was covered in oil, the crutch she used laying across her lap as she wound the strings tighter on it.

"Eirhel...Sikphine, Ecphine. Tea?"

She placed her hands upon her dragons heads in respect to their names. She then gestured to the kettle and cups that she had brought out, clearly wanting to stay longer than a few moments. Her dragon rumbled in curiosity at the dried herbs that were strung along the bone, but were far to disturbed to go near it. She tried pulling her hair back with the twine, but its slickness simply wouldn't allow for that. She simply allowed the twine to set in her half pulled up hair and awaited the other to take a seat so that they would be able to talk far more comfortably.

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[Hiccup]

My name's Hiccup...

The Pride of Berk

...Great name, I know.

Strange was the main descriptor that he could give this woman upon first meeting, she carried herself like she came from another plane of existence entirely, like some spirit from the other side that he just happened to meet in passing. He would assume he was dreaming were he not positive that he was currently grounded in reality. Toothless didn't seem terribly worried about her, and the dragon's ease sparked the rider to feel the same, the two worked in tandem like that more often than not, "where do you come from?" It was a question he didn't really expect a straight answer to, but one that he had to ask anyway, he had to know even if the reply was a vague riddle.

He looked curious when she held a hand up to wait, wondering what she was setting up as she lit the fire and fetched water in the kettle. When she gestured for him to join her, he did with a curious expression, sitting down on the opposite side of the fire where Toothless settled down comfortably behind him, his rider sitting with his back rested against the warm black scales. He looked over the three as she introduced them, giving her a polite bow from where he was sitting, "then it's a pleasure to meet you, Eirhel, Sikphine, Ecphine." He faltered a little in confusion until he realized she was asking him, "Oh! Yeah...Tea sounds great, thank you." He couldn't shake the unending curiosity that he felt about this woman, she seemed wise beyond her years, surely she couldn't be older than he was? But she carried herself like someone who was Gothi's age.

"I've never seen a Zippleback like that." He gestured to her dragon's, "it's rare that they're so different in personality too, almost like they really are two dragons put together into one." The twins would eat that up, re mused to himself as he studied the pair curiously, "do you come from a village? Or a group? You seem like you've been alone for a while." She seemed to know how to handle herself, she also looked like she might know a thing or two about plants, judging by the herbs and bundles she had with her.
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[Eirhel]

You should be scared of me
Because I can look into the fire and
smile

She offered him a low smile as he greeted both her and her dragon. He was polite to say the least and she listened to what he had to say. She pursed her lips at his question however, the need to share where she had come from far from her mind. She had no need to damage a possible ally in her particular needs for gaining resources. A low whispering laugh escaped her lips at his confusion to her question as if he wanted tea or not. She gave a loving pat to each of her dragons heads, happy that she found someone so easily trusting. She peered up at him with unreadable eyes, her gaze unwavering as she tried to decide exactly how to answer his questions.

"Alone, yes. Unsavory group I fled."

That was all she was willing to share about that particular subject, not being in the mood to explain her particular situation. A low rumble came from Ecphine, the right head nudging her thin body as if reminding her about something. She understood exactly what her dragon had meant, a soft whispering laugh escaping her lips as she relaxed her dragon.

"Different not so, same is correct. Both are in tune, one works as both, both works as one. Fighting is an option that does not exist between here and there."

The kettle then let out a shrill sound, her eyes instantly being drawn towards her crutch. Her hands worked quickly, unwinding three herbs from the bone. The first being mint leaves, the second being chamomile, the third being Dragon Nip that she hoped he had not noticed that she had grabbed. Her hands moved with expertise and finesse, speed being one of her fine points when it came to working with herbs. She placed the Mint and Chamomile within the cups, having grabbed both cups she placed a few dried blades of dragon nip within one of the glasses. She made it seem as though that glass was for her, as though the dragon nip was used as a medicine for herself. She swirled the kettle around a few times to even the heat within it and poured the tea within the cups.

"Mint, Chamomile, organs will be settled."

She would then place the cups down in order to move the kettle back near the fire in order to keep the water warm. Then as discretely as she could she would switch the drinks within her hands, Sikphine aiding her with this task by feigning curiosity with the glasses. Her hands would give a soft push at the dragons head, using the distraction to grab the cups with switched hands. She would hold the one with dragon nip out to the man, the leaves having shrunk within the water.

She would then sip at hers, a soft sigh of relief coming from her mouth.

"Chamomile and Dragon Nip, similar when wet. Where do your similarities lie?"

The little hint in the form of a question being given as she would watch her target with interest. The relaxant was potent but the smell had long since disappeared after the drying of the leaves. She was simply testing out the effects of it on a human being, knowing that it was non-toxic.

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[Hiccup]

My name's Hiccup...

The Pride of Berk

...Great name, I know.

Vague indeed, but he decided not to press the question beyond that, the words gave him a clear enough picture that he figured the details weren't really all that important. She fled an unsavory group though, he had half a mind to ask what group, people to avoid, but the question died on his tongue, watching dragon and rider curiously as they interacted. They seemed to communicate easily through their gestures, something he knew all too well, her next words brought a bit of a smirk to his face as he leaned back against Toothless, patting the dragon's head, "you know, I kind of get what you mean by that..." Her way of speaking was cryptic and a bit confusing, but he managed to get the jist of it, enough to carry on a reasonable conversation with her.

He seemed completely unaware of the motions she'd just made, the behavior not even registering as odd or suspicious to him, he wasn't particularly on guard, seeing no reason to be, and neither was the dragon behind him. His posture was relaxed as he leaned against the Night Fury's side, watching her prepare the cups with a curious eye, he wasn't nearly as familiar with tea as he was with other things, Berkians usually preferred a stiff knock you off your boots drink, "it's been a while since I've shared tea with someone." He chuckled softly, "Berk isn't especially known for tea." He sat back up when she held the cup out to him, "thank you." He didn't hesitate to take a sip, seeing no reason to.

It wasn't until he'd drained the cup that he registered her veiled question, "what...Do you mean by that?" He was almost certain he knew exactly what she meant. He'd never heard of Dragon Nip being especially deadly to humans, but he also didn't know what effects it might have otherwise. It was a waiting game, he realized, and he was a helpless player in it.
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[Eirhel]

You should be scared of me
Because I can look into the fire and
smile

A small smile came to her lips as he spoke, partially answering her question. A low whisper laugh escaped her lips as he spoke of not drinking tea often, her smile low as he drained his cup. She sighed in content, waiting to see just what effects the herbs would have on the young man. She finished her own glass and poured herself another cup, a soft sigh escaping her lips at the other mans questioning. A soft pat would be given to Sikphine, a low rumble coming from the dragon. The nightfury held her gaze, curiosity tainting her normally stoic features. The mans question caught her off guard, her not expecting him to be able to pick up on the subtle hint. She smiled at him, reaching for the pack that rested on Sikphine's shoulder. She pulled out a rather large notebook and a charcoal pencil.

"Similarities, do yours lie in Berk?"

The word was strange on her tongue, sure that her pronunciation was off a bit. She then opened the large notebook and began writing on a fresh page, taking notes upon the plant known as Dragon Nip. She wanted a better name for it, but only if the relaxing properties it had could effect humans. She figured that it would be possible if steeped within a small tea as most herbs were used for.

She marked down the time she estimated it would take for the plant to take effect and the full extent of the effects that were possible due to the dosage she had given the young man. Slowly she worked, making sure and steady lines while continuously looking upwards at the rider and dragon. She pulled the dried dragon nip towards her own dragon, finding that the relaxing properties had all but vanished once it had dried. She hummed a low crackled sound and took note of this. She would speak, her voice quiet as if not to disturb the effects that were more than likely about to effect the other man.

"Might your age match mine? 15 years of life this one has lived. Does one know of other medicines?"

The questions were simple enough, the light of the afternoon slowly fading into evening. She still took down notes while she could, wanting as much information about this new plant as she could possibly find.

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[Hiccup]

My name's Hiccup...

The Pride of Berk

...Great name, I know.

Toothless didn't seem to entirely catch on to what had just transpired between the two riders, only seeing the way she was looking at Hiccup, and then the way she held his gaze. There was something though, the intelligent beast knew this, something just below the surface. Hiccup regarded her question with his own now guarded expression, "I guess they do..." He didn't let on that he knew, not verbally anyway, only watching as she took out the book and began writing in it, "so I'm to be your experiment then?" He began to wonder how many times his trust would have to be betrayed before he didn't trust at all, the way she watched him seemed so sinister now, expectant and waiting.

He could have tried to fight against the effects, but it was a useless venture, it wasn't an entirely bad feeling anyway...Despite the lack of control he had over it. It was a bit like laying on his back in a still lake, and the sounds around him seemed almost underwater, but he was still aware when she spoke, his response delayed but lucid, "19...I'm 19..." He let out a soft breath and rested his head back against the dragon's side, "I don't, but our village elder does..." His words were just a little slow...Or they felt slow, "ol' Gothi knows a lot about healing, medicines and remedies." His lips were looser than he'd like them to be, the relaxed feeling lowering his guard and making him less concerned.

Toothless seemed to pick up on his rider's strange behavior, lifting his head to give the man a sniff over, concern bubbling up in the form of a worried trilling noise, turning his eyes to the girl across from them with an inquisitive expression.
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[Eirhel]

You should be scared of me
Because I can look into the fire and
smile

A low windy chuckle escaped her lips as he spoke of being an experiment. She looked up at him, happy to clue him in once he had finished rambling. She took down her notes, taking in the weight, height, and age of her subject before tuning in to listen to what he had to say. Gothi? A strange yet pleasant name, perhaps she was a religious healer rather than scientific healer like herself. She figured it would do the young man no harm if she were to talk to him more than her winding riddles. That is of course if he did not fall asleep, she held the book open while watching the nightfurys intelligent responses. She held her hand up in a calming gesture, allowing the dragon to know that his rider would be fine in a little while.

"Experimentation is true, but myself is also an experiment. You are helping, helping heal others when pain and illness harms them. Not done in ill will, not done in ill will."

She would offer him a low smile, eyes shining with nothing but the truth. She considered herself to be an experiment just as much as the man before her. Unfortunately it was far to difficult to gauge the proper utilities for relaxants when it was preformed on herself. Her mind became to cloudy and her senses dulled, it allowed precise detail to slip through her fingers when she needed it most.

"Would one like to learn?"

She knew his brain would not be to muddled due to the dosage, although she did figure if she had upped it the reaction would cause memory malfunction. She crossed her legs and sipped at her own glass of tea, now only taking glances at him and taking notes every once in a while. She figured it wouldn't be a bad idea to share with him her knowledge in return for the drugged drink.

"Eirhel will teach in repayment. Explanation is in need, correct? When relaxants are used ones brain becomes to muddled, precision becomes compromised and no longer can I truly understand what is needed to heal.
This one hopes that you can forgive and understand."

That would be all she would speak for now, already preparing for the negative effects that could possibly happen afterwards. She knew common ones from previous relaxants like lavender, those being mostly headaches afterwards but since this one was ingested she figured nausea would be another symptom he would have to deal with. She simply emptied his cup and added mint, chamomile, as well as bergamot to the cup. She would give it to him once the effects of the dragon nip wore off. She pondered on a name, trying to think of something that would work well for it. She hummed a crackling sound before speaking softly, her mind finally coming up with a proper name for it.

"It shall be renamed to that of Dulamia, fitting for its properties."

Dulamia, a mixture of the proper names for the relaxant lavender and bergamot. She smiled and wrote it down within her notes.

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[Hiccup]

My name's Hiccup...

The Pride of Berk

...Great name, I know.

Hiccup's response to the Night Fury's worried sniffs and nudges was to push against his face with a grumbly, half lidded protest, "cut it out you silly reptile..." He wanted to be angry that she'd tricked him, but at the same time, she hadn't poisoned him...And her words made sense to him, even in his currently slightly out of it state of mind. He could hardly fault her brand of science when he was known to conduct his own experiments, though his leaned more towards industrial ideas and technical projects...It wasn't all that different, and she didn't seem terribly malicious...Or maybe it was just his drugged mind making him more forgiving, it was hard to tell which was which.

"I guess that's okay..." He rolled onto his back, watching the clouds pass overhead with a heavy lidded expression, "science requires such things sometimes...You didn't poison me...So that's good." He chuckled softly, "I've had worse things done to me..." Much worse. The dragon, finally sure that there was no danger to his rider, shifted one of his legs to give the man a better place to rest his head, finding the ordeal a little amusing himself, he couldn't remember his rider ever looking so...Utterly pleased. He snorted out an amused sound before laying his head down, swinging his tail to cover the lower half of the man protectively, just in case.

He glanced over at her when she spoke, glad to be lucid enough to grasp what she was saying, "makes sense...I mean my experiments are usually more hands on...I kind of have to be my own test subject..." He shrugged, his words slurred in the sort of way that someone barely hanging on to being awake might sound, "but I guess I can forgive scientific discovery..." Plus the feeling wasn't altogether that terrible, he felt sleepy, but not in the beaten down exhausted way he was used to, it was relaxed and sinky, "Dulamia, appropriate...I don't know anything about plants but y'know...Whatever you say." He chuckled softly. looking over at her, "it's not so bad...All things considered...Could think of a lot of ways this could help people." He was mumbling to himself mostly now, but loud enough for her to hear.
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[Eirhel]

You should be scared of me
Because I can look into the fire and
smile

She listened and took notes down as the subject rambled, a low smile upon her face to show that she had been listening. The Dulamia was working extremely well as a relaxant and she figured it wouldn't be to hard to coax that one into sleeping. She sipped on the last of her tea, figuring allowing the man to rest would be the best course of action. She hummed, this time it being a soft lullaby in a silent request for the man to fall asleep. It seemed the dosage she had given him had made for a good way to extract information that was slightly muddled. She would do no good teaching him now, she would have to wait until he woke from a small nap.

"Rest now, I will be here when you return from the land of dreams."

She would motion for the nightfury to take care of its rider as she stood, once she knew that the man had fallen asleep or close to it. She then went in search of food, knowing that tea alone would not serve as a proper meal. After a few minutes of searching about she came across a small blueberry bush. She plucked a good amount from the bush into a small wooden bowl and made her way back, the time having barely passed. She motioned to her dragons, a low clicking noise escaping her lips in a simple command.

Go fish.

Soon enough they came back with enough fish to tide them and the nightfury over as well as enough food for her and her guest. By that time she figured her guest would have been starting to wake from the drugs. She would pour some more tea, this time none of it being drugged with the Dulamia. A soft sigh would escape her lips as she continued to write down notes within her journal, the need to figure out the side effects strong within her mind.

"It is time, return to your body from the dreamscape you have found yourself in."

Her voice would be loud enough to stir the rider, hoping that his dragon would understand and try to wake its rider if he was still asleep. Once the rider was awake she would hand him the stomach and migraine soothing tea.

"This will help, no relaxant within this one."

She was being honest, knowing full well that he more than likely not trust her much. She set the fish to cook and allowed the blueberries to sit between her and the rider.

"Negative effects?"

Her pen would be at the ready, the notes she was taking proving that she was doing this as a medical experiment and that she was not afraid to show it.

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[Hiccup]

My name's Hiccup...

The Pride of Berk

...Great name, I know.

He was finding it harder to keep his eyes open, with everything feeling pleasantly floaty and warm, the soft humm from the woman across from his certainly wasn't helping as he mumbled out what was probably supposed to be a coherent reply, but came out more like gibberish as he was pulled to sleep by the soothing voice a the comfortable warmth of the fire.

The Night Fury inclined his head towards the woman when she motioned to him, and he responded by curling himself more around the sleeping man, curling his body into a cradle for the chief. He watched her limp away with a curious expression, arching his wing down and over the man to allow him peace to sleep off the drug she'd given him. He was smart enough to know that the woman meant neither of them harm, though he felt his rider was perhaps far too trusting...He laid his head against the ground, watching the Zippleback curiously.

He raised his head with interest when the dragon returned with enough fish for the group of them, tilting his head towards her when she spoke to rouse the man sleeping against him, he warbled out a little sound and nudged him with his snout, continuing the motion until Hiccup came grumbling awake, "Ugh...My head..." He sat up slowly, looking around through bleary eyes as he remembered exactly what happened, but he didn't get a chance to say anything before she held more tea out to him, "uh..." He took it with a suspicious eye, holding it for Toothless to smell, just in case, when the dragon didn't seem to smell anything dubious, he sipped at it carefully, "negative effects..." He made a face, "well my head kind of feels like I took a Gronkle tail to the skull...I feel...A little sick..." He didn't know why he was cooperating, she'd drugged him. But she hadn't poisoned him...He wasn't entirely sure how to feel about this whole situation.
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[Eirhel]

You should be scared of me
Because I can look into the fire and
smile

Quick notes were taken as he spoke of the negative effects she had predicted. After she had finished she snapped the book closed, a low smile coming to her face as she looked to the once subject. She placed the notebook back within her bag on Sikphine's shoulder. She offered him the fish that had just finished cooking and took some for herself. A low whistle escaped her lips and a small wave was given to her dragon. They tossed a portion of their fish to the nightfury as a meal before digging into their own pile. She gave a small yawn, herself slowly succumbing to the soft relaxing properties of chamomile and mint tea.

"Many thanks are given. Dulamia will help many, painful ailments will be made tolerable and those who fail to succumb to slumber when the time comes will finally find rest. The tea you hold will help with negative effects."

She gave an affirmative nod, as if she were completely sure of her experiment. There was certainly more things she wished to test out but she was finished with the tea portion of the day. She ate slowly, her dragons having finished their own meal far before her and now laid by her sides. When she finished the small fish that actually filled her more than she liked to admit, she pushed the blueberries towards the man. He needed his strength and she was far to full to eat any longer.

"Apologies, would have preformed it on ones self but the calculations are always wrong due to a muddled mind."

She pursed her lips, obviously upset by the fact that she couldn't take proper data when underneath her own concoctions. A soft sigh was given as she leaned backwards, mind already coming up with different ways to use the Dulamia. She then wondered if he was willing to tell her about the place he shared similarities with.

"Similarities lie in Berk, correct? What might Berk be like?/"

She looked at him curiously, head tilting to the side as the fire allowed her eyes to appear like lightning crackled within them.

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