Thorn walked his Scauldron out of the arena, right into the gawking eyes of a crowd. "Um...hi." A few vikings continued to glare at him, while a few others backed off as he walked by. Following a path, Thorn made his way through the village and to a cliffside where he could see out over the ocean. From there he could see a few ships that didn't look like the others at the docks.<br/><br/>Alvin rolled his eyes and turned to face Dagur. "Yes, and next you'll be telling me you..." The rest of his sentence was lost when he say Dagur atop a dragon. "And where did you get the brains to train a Skrill?" Suddenly a thought came to mind. "Oh Dagur, how would you like to do something for me? I'm looking for a boy, Thorn's his name. Think you could find him and bring him to me?"