I Am Dragonblood: The Grim Beast {Book Four}

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I Am Dragonblood

The Grim Beast



Discover the Dragonbloods in the links below...

I Am Dragonblood: Fury's Friend {Book One}

I Am Dragonblood: Alpha and Chief {Book Two}

I Am Dragonblood: Secret Uncovered {Book Three}

I Am Dragonblood: The Grim Beast {Book Four}


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Undergoing revamp because of TinyPic getting rid of the pics






thank you to all who have created the dragons for the Wearle!

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Thank you, Celene!


My (many) dragons
Flickering (titan)
Nightspark (Darkling clan)
M. Nightmares
Nytemare (Darkling clan)
Blackice (Darkling clan)
W. Death
Unearthed (Darkling clan)
Left n Right
Crash and Smash
S. Death
Jinx (Darkling clan)
Pytch (Darkling clan)
Underdepth (Darkling clan)
Alli (Darkling clan)
Fyreking (Darkling clan)
Galaxia (titan)
Nightreaper (titan)
Woolly Howls
IceWoolly (titan)
Speed Stingers
Sweet Deaths
Taron (titan)
Storm razore
Grapple Grounders 
Galant (titan)
Terrible Terror
Jonny (titan)
Triple Strykes
Elder Sentinel
Fire Terror
Devilish Dervish
Silver Phantom
Grim Gnasher
Night Fury
Light Fury




Clan gifs made by the brilliant Madoka, thank you!

Made by The Bohemian Critic. :D

Made by EmeraldHuntress65. Thanks!I

Banners made by EmeraldHuntress65. Ty!

Ty! Bo!


Art by Speedyleaf


Flightingale the Steaming Stormswallower

Backstory: Flightingale never used to be a dragon. She used to be a farmer's slave, beaten, bruised, toiling away in the heat of midday. One night, she was standing by her window looking out at the moonlit mountains, when she heard a small scratching in her tiny room. She turned to see and sitting on her bed, looking quite pleased with itself, was a baby Stormswallow. Of course she was frightened, but it soon became apparent that it wouldn't hurt her. It leapt down to the floor and ran to the window, glancing from her to the window and back. She opened the window for it but it just stood there, looking at her sadly. She realised it couldn't fly, and in sympathy she picked it up, crept down stairs and quietly let herself out. Putting the dragon down she said; 'go on, young one, be free like I wish I could be.' It  started to scamper off but then it stopped and turned back. She waved it off and began to make her way back to the house, then pain blossomed in her shoulder. The young dragon had scratched her.  but it wasn't a bad pain, it spread through her like fire, kindling a dragons spark in her. That night Flightingale flew free as a dragon.


Ka Ledasio, the skradder, by the amazing Speedyleaf.

Backstory: She is the mysterious leader of the mysterious Whitetalons, a group of dragons who all have the middle claw of their right foot white. She is feared among people, respected among dragons. Like a shadow upon a shadow she soars through the night, like a phantom of fleetness she swoops through the day. Any who meet her bow to get regalness, her strong will, her quick, clever eyes. Like a ghost of a story she flits on the edge of memory, always there, somewhere, yet just out of reach like a dream. She saw Flightingale's first flight, the young Stormswallower grow, Gabryall's loneliness broken. She was there for them all, leading in dreams, thoughts, small whispered words in their ears. Is she real? Or is she just a fantasy? Flying at the edge of minds. Maybe you will meet her, maybe you won't, who know but her and Whitetalons. Maybe, just maybe, she is with you now.

Newt, my flamewhipper

Sath Hansworthy


Flitt and Flickering

Robotic Dragonblood Hiccup :D



Thank you!




Art by AndreaEaston

Gabryall the Catastrophic Sentinel

Clawwyng the Tingecutter

Skye, the curly nadder ↑ and Whppersnap, the deadly claw ↓

Kean ↑ and Adwen ↓

the Screaming Death Seance

The Flarehelm Siblings

Hoverstrike in mad mode

Flickering :D




Flitt in flightmare form. :D


Spooky Unnamed Deathsong

Crike the Pitchagon



Thank you!


Art by ImDerpySheylaYT


Crimson the Giarogia

The grumpy Connwaer

Direhark the Demonic Tailfire

Puffflight the Chichi Mitchy.

Acidian the Acid Death

Firespin the Fire Wraith



Nightingstorm the Light Gripper

Roseblood the Singerflight


Thank you!



Art by Toshi

Prettystryke the Tutugripper






Art by Lissa


Thorn the Desert Thistle

Fearnix the Punda

Fforest the Barrow Pegasus

Gryphinx the Secrai





Arts by others


Vennomm the Poison Dart Fury by LilyStark. Thank you!

Flickering, my flightmare, by SangoMichiko13. Thank you!

Lyulf by the talented ZestyDragonWing. Thank you!

Arianwen my light fury by SangoMachiko13. Thanks!

Shader the Lightning Rod by kasanelover. Thanks!

Irefyre the Ire Igneous by belubel, thank you!

Gale the nightlight by StellaMontague, thanks!

Skelly the Hopefury by WinterSilverCat. Ty!


flittIngerman and Flickering by the most talented Fireflash, tysm!!!!!

These four Whitetalon Phantoms by the most brilliant Madoka. Tysm!!!

Mythyque by SilverNight. Tysm!!!

Skybreaker the razorwhip by Kaydejesus. Ty!!

Newt, by warrior. Ty!

Moonflare by FireNightStar. Thankies!!

Flickering by Izzy. Tysm!! 

Aquasia by HoneyCloudy. Ty!

By Izzy ty!


by Kasanelover. Ty!

moonlit Grimmel. Edit by dil. Ty!

SeaFury by RainbowSkrillStrike. ty!

Dozeer, by kasanelover. Tyyyyyy!

Flickering, edit done by Midnight. Tyyyyyy!

Tiamay by Varku, tyy!

Jinx, by Frugal. Tyyyyy!

Arianwen, edit done by SilverNight. Ty!!!

By the amazing Izzy! Ty!

Frostback by Dragonfly, tyyyy!!!

Skelly the Dragonblood Boneknapper by Foxy. Tysm!!

Blakberri the Harvest Hunter, by Izzy. Ty!!!

Dragonblood Hiccup done by Dyll, ty!!!

Clink the Thistletail, by fossil. Tyyy!

Done by Zesty, tyyyysm!!

Nightreaper, by SilverNight. Tyyyyyyy!!

Galant by SilverNight. Tysm!!

Dragonblood Hiccup. Edit done by SilverHowletteWoods. Ty!

Flitt, drawn by the amazing Snow-wish. Tysm!




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The links for the others are in my siggy. I can't be bothered to put them all here XD


The cover was edited by the brilliant Dyl. Tysm!


Chapters that are in italics are events that happened when he was younger.



Chapter One - Quest

Chapter Two - Planning

Chapter Three - Memories

Chapter Four - Hunting

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Author is prone to excessive fangirling and fits of giddiness. You have been warned.





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Hi!!! (Oh, much better)

I'm the Dragoness (or Ness, if you prefer. I'm not picky).

First thing you should know about me: I am forever and always a



(also known as Mormons, but we prefer the title above. Long, isn't it? ;)


Second thing you should know about me:


Also, thanks to Dragonriders Fury for indulging my Night Fury obsession with an incredible banner! It's awesome!


Proud member of the Midnight Inklings


Hmmm what else...I love playing/composing music, drawing, and writing...if you can't find me I'm probably messing around with Shadow or in detention with Keefe...yup, that’s about it.

Now, on to business!!


Table of Contents

For your convenience

i. everything you need to know about me

ii. Le Fanfictions

1. My Vikings

2. Fandoms

3. Art done FOR me


___Fanfictions by Yours Truly___


The Dragoness Backstory: Fanfiction







My Vikings

This is first because it is boring and I want to get it over with.

Primary Viking: Heather Autumnsword


Personality: Feisty, determined, loyal, and sweet. Her favorite pastime is playing Dragon Tactics.

Clan: the Wildborn

(I LOVE this banner. Thanks, EmeraldHuntress!)

(This one was made by The Bohemian Critic--thank you so much, it's beautiful!)

Clan Position: Leader

Trophies: 1250+

Stars: 2 1/2 gold stars

Primary dragon: Midnight (Sand Wraith, but I pretend she's a Night Fury)

Other dragons include (but are not limited to)....

midnight (the kooky grandma, now a titan) (by AndreaEaston, thanks!)

Icyfire, the first of five Zipplebacks

Stormfire, the first of three Skrills

Shockwave the Screaming Death



Secondary Viking: Sapphire Wraith

(Picture pending)

Personality: Shy, stubborn, insecure, Sometimes rude, but doesn't really mean it.


Clan: the Wildborn

(I couldn't resist, I loved them both!)

Clan Position: Elder

Trophy count: 230+

Stars: 2 silver stars

Primary Dragon:

Iceshard (Sand Wraith)

(She had a little too much algae to eat)

Other dragons she has....

Mistfire, lookin' so purdy during her favorite holiday (also by AndreaEaston!)

Lady, Sapphire's Silver Phantom







Ordered by preference, of course

(used to be top ten, but I have too many things that I love!)


HTTYD books/movies

(obviously, but I HAD to put that in there, it really is my favorite)



         The books were SO GOOD. No swearing, no (extreme) violence (does getting eaten by a lava dragon that dives into a volcano count? Or Grimbeard the Ghastly killing his own son?) Okay, scratch the violence, but it really is pretty awesome. The characters are SO well put together, each with his or her own little quirks that make them unique, and they’re all (mostly) lovable in their own way (Alvin and Exellinor are irredeemable). The little lessons Cressida Cowell teach by inserting them into the plot are truly inspired. Can’t wait for her to write more!!! (Also, I love the quirky way she capitalizes random words to make them a little bit more important. It’s just funny to me.)

I'll leave off mentioning all the characters of the movies, because you guys know them all aready! But you may not know the Heroes who came first...

First (of course), Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III.

Rather a longish name for a smallish Viking. Hiccup is a member of the Hairy Hooligan tribe. He has bright red hair and about a million freckles. the series starts when he's ten-and-a-half, and progresses until he is fifteen and King of the Wilderwest. His best (and, for a few books, ONLY friend) is Fishlegs.

Fishlegs is scrawny, allergic to reptiles, pretty much scared of everything, and the only sane one of the group (well, the only sane one when Hiccup is making a Plan). But he's fiercely loyal to Hiccup, and a good deal stronger and braver than he thinks. 

Next is Camicazi, who's a little too brave and fierce.

She's a Bog-Burglar, a member of an all-girls tribe of people who, well, burgle things. She is a very accomplished thief and a master escape artist.




Second in the fandom world is--you guessed it--Narnia. I have loved this world since before even HTTYD, I think. Though I'm not quite ready to meet Alsan, I would love to slip through the wardrobe for a few days--or years.


Keeper of the Lost Cities

"Team Foster-Keefe will always be cooler."--Keefe


Yup, couldn’t have said it better myself. Team Foster-Keefe all the way! Though could Legacy pleasepleasePLEASE be about the actually storyline and not JUST Fitzphie and matchmaking and stuff that doesn’t matter to the rest of the elven world?

(Also--psst! Any Keeper fans who have read Legacy, PLEASE TELL ME EVERYTHING!!! I NEED TO KNOOOWWW!!)




The Magic Thief/The Lost Books/Sarah Prineas in general



I LOVE this series, it ended far too quickly for me (maybe cause I read it all in one day, hmmmmm). Connwaer and the magic and all of it are just so HILARIOUS and EXHILIRATING and FRUSTRATING to read about and STOP BLOWING THINGS UP, CONNWAER!!!


The Lost Books: MORE! MORE! I NEED MORE! (Seriously, when does the next book come out?)

Anyway, it’s about Alex, a librarian, and Kenneret, a queen, and her brother Charlie. Oh, and the books are alive (that’s enough to make any bookworm hyperventilate with happiness, isn’t it? ;D )



Attention to all the dragon-touched: This is a must-read. Go. Read it.




...and birds. And wicked-looking staffs. And cute little blondies called Beastie.

Wasn't a fan of her outfit for like 90% of Maleficent 2 but the rest of it was great! Better than a certain movie I could mention *cough*TheHiddenWorld*cough*.



Wizards of Once




Dwight in Shining Armor

I get a kick out of this every time I hear Dwight's shriek in the intro. BYUTv is the best!...at making things funny, clean, and SUPER awkward. But it's still great.



Brotherband Chronicles/Ranger's Apprentice



Story Thieves

My favorites are actually Kiel and Owen. No girls this time around, which is really unusual for me. But these two are special. Hope they have all the adventures they can imagine...and maybe a few safer ones.


The Ever Afters (EAS)

This series is pretty good. Aurora--excuse me, RORY Landon is so gutsy and flawed and lovable and I love her.


Half Upon a Time

Not James Riley's finest works but still pretty good.


Brave (Merida)

Just gotta say, I LOVE this girl. Best Disney princess ever.


Pete's Dragon

Best song ever



The Map to Everywhere

One word: Unrealities.

Three more words: Future Dragoness fanfiction.



If you reached the end of this fandom section, and you haven't read some of the books, you might have noticed some spoilers. I am an avid lover of spoilers and all insider knowledge, so....sorry for ruining it, I guess? But at the same time....NOT! XD please don't hurt me...








Look! See how pretty!

Okay, just a heads up, I am still collecting art from previous requests, so if you did something for me and it isn't up yet, I promise I haven't forgotten; I love all the art that is done for me!


This was done by the incredibly talented Katarile!




This adorable picture was made for me by Hestia82


THIS is my perfect Night Fury, Shadow, drawn by LissaFish.


Shadow (again) by MajaPercuilum.


Shadow and The Dragoness together (by The Blobfish Queen).

The ever-mischievous Shadow (again, jeez XD) by AndreaEaston!


Shadow (last time I promise! *crossing fingers behind back) by DyliehIdol1214. 






This is my beautiful Bookwyrm, Aldwyn (drawn by Flitt-thank you!)

And THIS is ocean-happy Ashera, also drawn by Flitt.


Russet, my mischievous Kyte. Thanks, LissaFish!




Luster, my proud secrai, drawn by LissaFish!



Okeydokey, I'm 








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Yeah, sorry about that. I ran outta time XD

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Chapter One - Quest

Part One




This first part is going to be snapshots of Grimmel's life. Some chapters will follow on from others, some will skip to a few weeks, months and even years ahead.


The silver light was bright in his pale eyes, the white disc hanging in the clear, starry sky like a coin. White scales rippled over his pale skin as he prepared to Shift, the pull of the full moon so strong now that he could hardly contain his dragon side. 
    With a glance behind, where his tribe was asleep, he waded into the sea, feeling the sandy shore beneath his bare feet give way to rock. He swam far out into the ocean, the currents nor the cold bothering him. When he judged that the water was deep enough he Shifted, the massive form of a Bewilderbeast taking the place of the skinny human. 
    Grimmel swam quickly under the water, powerful legs pushing him forwards and fin-wings steering. He had a clear idea of his direction, his sharp hearing picking up the faint calling he was looking for. In what seemed like no time he was hauling himself onto a black pebbled beach, the weight of his dragon form making his feet sink deep into the gravel. 
    'You're here,' came a deep rumbling from the mist obscured mountain in the middle of the island. 'I have been calling you for a long time.'
    'I came as fast as I could,'
he growled. 'Humans are slow to travel with.'
    His words were met with silence as a tall woman clambered out of a tunnel, her grey hair a tangled mess. She walked towards him with an unsteady gait, her shoulders hunched and arms low as if she was used to walking on all fours. With a sudden shift in the air her form shimmered, changing to a huge grey-blue beast almost as big as himself. 
    'Just an excuse,' she snarled. 'But now that you're here, I have a task for you.'
    Grimmel stood taller, ready to accept his challenge. 
    'A dragon has defied my rule. A Night Fury. Hunt him and his kind down until there are no more of them to renegade against me. Those disloyal lizards have already crossed me twice, and it cannot happen again. Understand?'
    'Yes, mother,'
he bowed his head, eyes lowered in respect to the Queen. 'But how will I find a dragon that can fly when I myself cannot?'
    The Queen pulled her lips back in what was supposed to be a smile. 'I have thought of that.' With a commanding click she summoned six insectlike dragons, their red and black scales shining in the moonlight. 'Take them,' she said as they landed on the gravel. 'Deathgrippers are the arch enemy of Furies.'
    Grimmel called to the Deathgrippers and they turned towards him, pupils narrow. They would be perfect hunters for the job. 'I will do my best to complete this task.'
    'You will do more than your best,
' his mother rumbled, turning to the tunnel she had come through. 'You will complete your challenge.' She Shifted to her hybrid form and vanished into the tunnel, no farewell forthcoming. 
    The Bewilderbeast commanded his new companions to follow him and he plunged back into the ocean, sending up a silver wave that crashed over the stony beach. He powered through the water back to his tribe, the full moon giving him strength and an urgency. He had until dawn to get as far away as he could before his tribe awoke. They would search for miles for him and, even in dragon form, he did not want to be seen. 
    With great effort he Shifted to his hybrid form and swam to the beach, the current trying to drag him back into its embrace. The six Deathgrippers landed on the beach in a line, still except for their wavering tails. He crept across the sand silently, his bare feet scuffing pebbles from his footing, and snuck over to a tree with three small hammocks and a larger one strung from its branches. Luckily he'd made camp a little way from the rest of his tribe, for the noise of humans annoyed him to no end. 
    He looked down into first hammock, the adult sized one, and his gaze softened the slightest amount before returning to a cold stare. His partner, not wife because they had never married in the ten years they had been travelling together, lay asleep on her back, her red hair fanned out and green eyes flicking beneath her eyelids. If he had been a normal Viking he would have called her beautiful. But he was not a normal Viking. He was Grimmel, and nothing in his world was beautiful.
    He gazed into the hammock right beside his partner's, the tiny form inside the fabric nearly lost in the folds of a blanket. Even though his youngest daughter was three years old now she was still small, her growth stunted from arriving prematurely.
    He moved to the next hammock. Inside this one was a six year old boy, his scruffy red hair a mop atop his head. He was bright for his age, willing to learn and listen to his father. And Grimmel was pretty sure this kid had no dragon side. 
    Lastly he came to his eldest, the white haired daughter who was yet to Shift but was close to it. Eight years old was young for a Dragonblood to first change, but it was not unheard of and the faint pattern of scales on her skin told him it would be the next full moon. 
    He looked over his family. The youngest he would leave, she was too young and too much of a burden for his mission. But his son and his eldest would be useful to have around. A gullible boy who listened to whatever his father said and a Dragonblood who could possibly fly, with those two, the quest could well become easier. 
    As gently as he could he untied either ends of the hammocks, wrapping the strong woven fabric around his chosen children. They half woke as he padded away, sleepily asking where they were going. 
    'We're going on an adventure,' he murmured, hating the way he had to speak to little kids. 'A long adventure that you will need your sleep for.' He snagged a coiled rope that hung from a tree and laid the groggy bundles on the beach, fashioning a makeshift saddle bag for the two small humans to ride in. The Deathgrippers were still standing in a line, so still they could have been statues. 
    Grimmel tied the improvised bags onto the nearest Deathgripper. Unlike the other five dragons, this one was green and red instead of black and red. He told it in Dragontongue to look after them before he fetched his boots from a cranny in between two rocks, a dry, sheltered place he had hidden them in earlier.
    He tugged them on and waded into the ocean, not caring how wet or cold he got. He let himself Shift back to his dragon form, a sigh escaping him as the tension of staying in human form on a full moon was released. He called his Deathgrippers over, making sure the green one was closest, and set out towards an island that he knew had a port built on it. He would need leads to find the Night Fury, and food for the young ones. 
    With dragons in tow, Grimmel swam throughout the night and into the morning, the anticipated island finally coming into view.

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tracking. Is this before Tooth and Hikke then? Since the Red Death is still around?



I'm Lissa, a follower of Jesus ^^ I've been part of SoD for around 3 years; the forum for 2.

My hobbies include: 

Watching Movies

Arting, and Admiring other people's art :D

Using emoticons in every sentence xD

Writing historical fiction, Children's, and Fantasy




By Ecliptic Eight Thx she is so cute!



Pround memeber Of





Ebony in her usual state of mind- confused xD

By Hookless thanks so much!

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Yes, it's two years before Hiccup defeated the Red Death, I think. My brain ain't working tonight -_-

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HE STOLE HIS OWN KIDS. WOW. GREAT GOING, GRIMMEL. Seriously, he doesnt even love his children. That's just sad.
I like this way of connecting his obsession with killing night furies to something a bit more realistic than 'I wanted to.' That being said, twice? Who were the first two? Cause I'm pretty sure Toothless made three.

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Mmmhhmm, he is a mean, cold (insert whatever you want XD)

Toothless was the second, but he only partially broke free from her because he didn't go far in the first place. Madock was the first, but you need not know if him yet XD

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Did I comment on this yet? No...no I have not. Let's change that

Finally got to this...very interesting....okie bye now *passes out in bed*


Sooo, first things first. When I made this account I choose hookless as my username because hookfang and toothless were my two favorites out of the gang's dragons, and I combined their names. I just want to clear that up so people don't take it the wrong way. :)


Siggy header made by awesome AndreaEaston! Thankies :D



My Viking! (new account made on 9/20/19 but I'm no noob XD)

Name: Bolt Stormhunt

Gender: Female

Clan: Harbingerz (Go for the gold! :D)

Rank in clan: 28th

Current Trophy Count: 1,312

Favorite activities: Dragon Tactics, Racing, Battle Events, Fishing, hanging out with my friends and chatting (when I don't have a chat ban xD)

Backstory: Pending

Personality: Pending


Current main dragon: T'Challa the Sand Wraith

Birthday: Rescued 9/20/19

Gender: male

Backstory: Pending

Personality: Pending


Secondary dragon: Bork the Thunderdrum

Birthday: Hatched 9/21/19

Gender: male


Bork is like a big, silly puppy. He's extremely playful and will fetch just about anything. He's a precious cinnamon roll and really isn't mean to anyne or anything. You can always find him with his tongue lolling out and his tail wiggling around. He is the welcoming commitee and also acts like a happy big brother to all my dragons (except my Nadder and Sand Wraith, who are my only dragons older than Bork). He also had an obsession with cardboard boxes as a hatchling, and that has since carried over to adulthood. I have lost many boxes due to Bork trying to squish into them.

Here's a wonderful picture of Bork by Soulofthefoxy! Thank you so much!

And here is baby Bork in a cardboard box! Also by Soulofthefoxy! :D Thanks for this wonderful surprise! 8D


Clint the Deadly Nadder

Birthday: Hatched 9/20/19

Gender: male

Personality: Pending


Vanko the Hobblegrunt/Threadtail

Birthday: Hatched 9/22/19

Gender: male


Vanko is a devious little boi. He's always getting into trouble and under everyone's feet. He wants to be recognized and praised for his achievements, no matter how tiny or menial. He is rather snappish and somewhat of a glory-hog, even to me...He's the sort of dragon that claims he's of regal blood and wants to rule over everyone...even though he's not cut out for any sort of work-intensive job..and not very noble at all...He is the personification of the phrase "problem child" (someone please send help...he's such a terror...already trashed my farm twice, almost ate a sheep, and locked the chickens in the fish trap...o_o XD)

A picture of Vanko by the Incredible Izzy! :D Thanks so much! <_< I'd been wondering where that chicken got to...


Johnny the Typhoomerang

Birthday: Hatched 9/23/19

Gender: male

Personality: Pending


SpaceTime the Hideous Zippleback

Birthday: Hatched 9/24/19

Gender: male

Personality: Pending


Caitlin the Shivertooth

Birthday: Hatched 9/25/19

Gender: female

Personality: Pending


Benny the Grunkle

Birthday: Hatched 9/27/19

Gender: male

Personality: Mostly pending but he's a calm, sleepy boi :3


Rhino the Mudraker

Birthday: Hatched 10/2/19

Gender: male

Personality: Pending


Nick Furry the Woolly Howl (yes. The wordplay was irresitable xD)

Birthday: Hatched 10/3/19

Gender: male

Personality: Mostly Pending but he is a commanding leader boi

Beautiful art of Nick by Dragonfly! :D


A few smol things about me...

Other than httyd, my biggest fandom is the MCU, particularly where my precious Ironfam and Spiderfam is concerned x) I also do MCU headcanons!!! If you have a request, feel free to pm me, and I'll see if I'm willing to do it! Sizes will vary...

Other fandoms I'm in (other than HTTYD and the MCU): Maze Runner, Jurassic World, don't know if this is a "fandom" per se...but Monsters Inside Me...glorious, educational show but not for the squemish among you...Just because I can watch it and eat at the same time doesn't mean others can/want to X'DDD

I am an arteeeesssssttt....but have never made an actual request thread xD

Just your local night-owl and enthusiasm junkie...

About 99.999% of all things I say are banter, jokes, and not at all serious. It's all in good fun and I rarely am serious about anything here...

However, I can be very serious when I want to, and it usually shows, especially if I'm defending friends. Though I don't naturally seek out and/or participate in drama, if I feel the need, I'll add my two-cents then disappear.

I enjoy memes...ok? I just do...also puzzles, riddles, and puns...XD





(this banner was made the the crazy talented EmeraldHuntress65! :D Thank you so much!)


I'm a Christian! 


My favorite bands directly relate to that. I love to sing.

~Matthew West~

~Evan Craft~

~Casting Crowns!

~Hillsong United~













This one isn't Christian, but his music is inspiring and will always have a special place in my heart <3

The legendary


Rest in peace, Tim Bergling. You will forever be missed, always be loved, and never be forgotten.



My bestest forum buddies:

From the bottom of my heart, I'm grateful that you guys are my friends. I really don't know what I'd do without you guys. I love you 3000 :D

Just a little heads-up to any drama seekers out there. If you insult or badmouth my buddies, I will swoop in and will fight back with no mercy. I'm very protective, don't ya know! BD

Proud founding member of the Midnight Inklings!

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Chapter Two - Planning

Really, he had to find a way to control the Deathgrippers while in human form. As soon as he'd turned to leave for the port three of them had began fighting over a dead fish that had been washed up on the beach, their tails striking down in an attempt to fend each other off. One Deathgripper's tail impaled another in its shoulder and the struck beast was instantly cowed, its pupils slits and head bowed. Grimmel, curious now, called it over and it came obediently. From the spike on the tip of its tail dripped a purplish green liquid, beads of the venom running down its scales. He swiped his finger along the spike and examined the green stuff, looking from it to the Deathgripper. 

    'Stop them fighting,' he growled in Dragontongue, Shifting to his hybrid form. 

    The dragon stalked back to the fish and slotted itself between the two fighters, whacking them with its wings and tail. Grimmel watched it, noting how it seemed to have no thoughts for defending itself, only focused on doing his bidding. 

    The Dragonblood commanded them to stop and they reluctantly lined up, the green Deathgripper sitting further away from his fellow dragons. With a low growl he told them to stay put and not harm his children, who were asleep under a tree after they'd had a breakfast of fish. 

    Grimmel kicked out the dying embers of the small campfire he'd built earlier that morning and headed away from the isolated beach, climbing over the sharp rocks that cut it off from the rest of the island. The trading port was on the other side of the island, a fifteen minute walk for him with his long stride, so he was pretty sure there was a slim chance of discovery. He snaked through the tall grass that covered half of the island and entered a stunted forest of oak, the smell of trees strong in the morning sunshine. 

    A quarter of an hour later, just as he'd predicted, the first few wooden houses came into view. They were painted brightly and had a new look to them, as if they had only just been built, and the ground around them had been compacted as if many boots had trodden it down. Through these huts he saw a few people walking around older looking buildings, carrying baskets and nets and pulling rickety carts. As he strode through towards the harbour his sharp hearing picked up the whistle of wind through ropes, the hum of conversations and the repetitive call of traders advertising their wares.

    He swiftly bought bread, cheese, salt and a leather knapsack to carry the supplies in. In his hurry the night before he had forgotten to snitch one, and the makeshift ones he'd bodged up were already occupied. Luckily he had enough coins in his pocket, along with a waterskin, and some hidden back at the beach to last for possibly a month if he was careful. 

    The Dragonblood made his way to the harbour, where a trader he knew was calling to passers by. 'Glass vials for only fifteen coins each! Come from the farthest reaches of the Archipelago! You won't find a deal like this anywhere else!'

    Grimmel approached the trader from behind and eyed the vials on the table beside him, an idea forming in his mind. There were at least twenty of them in a wooden box, small, but large enough for what he was planning. 'How much for the lot?' He asked, making the trader start and spin around. 

    'Ahh, Chief Grimmel. Great to see you again!'

    Grimmel nodded respectfully, if a little stiffly. 'And you, Johann.' He gestured to the box of vials, impatient to get away before Johann launched into a tale. 'If I were to bye the box full, how much would you charge me?'

    The trader clapped a hand on to Grimmel's shoulder, rather harder than was necessary. 'For you, old friend, I'd sell the lot for two hundred and fifty coins.'

    Grimmel slowly moved away from the hand to look at a basket of leather. 'And what about this?'

    'Now that I could do for just a hundred coins.'

    The pale man narrowed his eyes, immediately seeing through the trick. The leather in the condition it was in was worth around fifty coins, and the box of vials was apparently worth three hundred. 

    'There's a funny story of where that leather came from,' Johann began. 'I met a fellow trader off the shores of...'

    Grimmel groaned inwardly, but he realised this could be used to his advantage. He let him ramble on for at least ten minutes before interrupting. 'Well, now that I know the tale of the leather, may I buy it?'

    'But of course!' Johann exclaimed, still half in his story world. 'What did I say was the price?'

    Perfect, Grimmel thought. 'You said the vials were five each and the leather was fifty.'

    Johann snapped his fingers as if he'd just remembered something. 'That was it! My memory is like a bucket full of holes some days.'

    The Dragonblood gave him the coins and swung the basket onto his back. 'Well, I'll be seeing you,' he said, picking up the box. 

    'Always a pleasure to trade with you, Chief!' Johann called. 'Ohh, did I ever tell you of the time I...'

    He left the trader telling his tale to a bewildered looking woman and stalked along the edge of the harbour, watching people intently. A docked ship caught his pale eyes, drawing his attention away from human life.

    It was a wooden, barnacle encrusted vessel, larger than the fishing boats that were to either side of it. The sails were furled but he didn't need them to know who's boat this was, the skull for the figurehead was enough information. 

    He walked on and surreptitiously turned his head to look at the other side of the ship, his eyes widening slightly. The whole right flank was scorched and blackened, a hole had been blasted near the top of the side and the smell of burnt timber drifting faintly on the air. His quick eyes examined the damage and picked up the subtle hints that told him what kind of dragon had caused this. 

    '—and what did this?' A male voice said from the deck. Grimmel looked up and saw a wide-shouldered man coming out of the hold, followed by a woman with an impressive winged metal helm. 

    'A dragon. A Night Fury, specifically,' she said, her voice rough and accented. 'It came out of nowhere and blasted this ship. The crew leapt in the water and it picked them off with its fire. Luckily it didn't come for our ship, too.'

    Grimmel stopped walking and pretended to adjust the strap of the basket, his full attention now on the conversation. 

    '—last we saw it was flying south, not even bothering to hide in the clouds,' the woman was saying. 'It ruined a good ship. No one's going to want this wreck now.'

    The Dragonblood turned and called up to the two people, who were now at the top of the gangplank. 'How much work does this vessel need to be sailable?'

    The woman's eyes narrowed as she came down the ramp. 'Were you eavesdropping?'

    'Oh, no no no. Why would I do that?' He answered, shifting the basket to a more comfortable position. 'I just overheard that a boat was not wanted. Is it for sale and how much work would it need?'

    The two people looked at each other. 'Well, it needs a good patch up and waterproofing, and two of the ribs are cracked, and the sail has a rip in it. But I guess we could trade it if you're willing to take it on.'

    He considered the work to be done, and decided. 'You're Dragon Hunters, right?'

    'Yes,' replied the wide man. 

    'What about this, then. You help with restoring the ship, and I'll help with hunting down the Night Fury, hmm?'

    'You were eavesdropping!'

    Grimmel held up a hand as if to ward of the angry words. 'Oh, do calm down. I was passing by and heard you talking, nothing more.' He held out his held up hand to shake. 'So, do we have a deal?'

    They both looked at his pale hand as if it were a snake. 'How can we be certain you're a good Hunter?'

    He sighed and reached into one of his many pockets, pulling out a black scale the size of a coin. 'This here is a scale from a Night Fury that I took down when I was just a boy. Ever since then I have travelled from village to village, island to island, freeing people from the tyranny of the beasts. If you need proof, just ask the trader over there.' He slid the scale back into his pocket and pointed to Johann, who was off on another extravagant tale. 

    The woman glanced that way. 'I'll pass,' she said. Both of the humans turned their backs on him and had a whispered discussion that he heard every word of, then faced him again. 'It is not definite, but we accept. For now.'

    Grimmel smiled and held out his hand again. 

    'Not yet,' the woman shook her head. 'Not until you can prove you're a good Hunter.'

    'Fair enough,' he said, withdrawing his hand. 'I'll be back tomorrow.' He turned away and began on his way again, eyes flicking around.

    'Hey!' The wide man called. He half turned back to see what they wanted. 'What's your name?'

    'Grimmel,' the Dragonblood replied. 'And you two are?...'

    'Griselda,' said the woman. 

    'Ivar,' said the man. 

    He nodded and walked on along the quayside, his pace quickening the further he went. Now he had to prove he could hunt dragons, restore the ship, keep the Deathgrippers under control and look after his children.

    What have I let myself in for? He wondered. 


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What's that Grimmel? Too much?

Sounds like he might have bitten off more than he can chew...



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Chapter Three - Memories

This is set when he was a boy, fyi.


Hidden in a thicket of thorn bushes he crouched, a dull-grey knife gripped in his hand and a crossbow slung over his shoulder. Through the branches he could see midnight blue scales that merged with the night, the small pinpricks of light on them tiny reflections of the crescent moon. 
    Grimmel took a breath. He'd never k.illed a dragon before, and in some ways, he did not want to. But orders were orders, even if he was just a boy carrying out his mother's commands, and he would have to take this dragon who'd rebelled against Cendane down. 
    He crept out of his hiding place and cautiously approached the sleeping Night Fury, the knife handle slippery from sweat. The dragon was curled under a tree, its tail fins over its snout and wings close to its body. With a shaking hand Grimmel raised the blade, the tip aimed down for a fatal strike. With as much force as he could he thrust the dagger down, the edge of the sharpened metal slicing through scales and air and into ground. Grimmel looked up from where the knife was buried up to its hilt in the earth and saw the dragon had raised its head, a deep cut below its left eye showing where the blade had caught. 
    He gulped and backed away from the uncoiling Night Fury, leaving the dagger in the ground. As the dragon padded towards him he grabbed the crossbow and fumbled an arrow from his pocket, nearly dropping it when the Fury began growling. 
    His back hit a tree and he looked into the dragon's blue eyes, watching its white edged ears flatten threateningly. With his hands trembling like a pebble on a drum he took shaky aim. The Night Fury snarled, the edges of its teeth red from where the blood from the cut had leaked into its mouth. It lowered to the ground and readied to pounce, wings spreading slightly as it launched itself forwards. In a panic Grimmel pulled the trigger, not knowing where he was aiming. A howl pierced his hearing and the Fury flapped aside, trailing red drops of blood, and crashed down a bank to the river far below. He heard the splash as the scaled body hit the liquid, and the groan of pain that came after tore at his slowly hardening heart. He looked at the weapon in his hands then peered over the bank to the snaking stream, hardly believing his eyes when he saw the dark blue body lying motionless on the rocks. 
    He sat back on his heels and gave a heavy sigh. I've k.illed a dragon, he thought. And a Night Fury at that. He ran a pale hand through his equally pale hair. He had succeeded with his task, his mother would be proud. 
    Grimmel retrieved the knife and a scale that had fallen and headed through the trees towards his home, not hearing the groans of the Fury as it hauled itself to the riverbank and began to painstakingly lick its wounds.

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A nightlight?

Very interesting. It has occurred to me that if NF like LF so well how come there are not more hybrids? Poor thing though- I hope it recovers!

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Think so XD

I don't particularly like Night Lights, but it stands to reason that there would be more of them.

This is him, btw, made by Andy :D

Yes, no scar on this pic. He didn't have one at that time.

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You done messed up!

bad Grimmel, very bad Grimmel!

Also where are his kids?

Flitt's picture
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In the last chapter? Not born yet. In the one before they were with the dg of all things (the green one is protecting them, though)

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Awesome chapter Flitt cant wait for the next one! :D




Welcome to my Siggy!






Bit o Info: Ive never been on a forum before soooo SORRY IF I DO THINGS WRONG 

You can call me Master Fury or Jedi ;)

I Joined SOD in 2015 and have been a d.ie hard player ever since!

I have been ghosting the forums for awhile now but now I really want to be part of discussions and make some new friends.



Table of Contents:

  • About Me

  • Dragons O.O

  • MEMES O__O
  • Art :)

About Me:

Name: Secret for now ;)

Age: old enough to know better XD


Favorite verse: Psalm 28

Fav things to do: Draw dragons, play SOD, Swim, Listen to music, and Ski!

FANDOMS: HTTYD, Star Wars, MCU, Harry Potter

Favorite Tv shows: Clone wars, Race to the edge, and Once Upon A Time (DONTJUDGE MEH)





Vikings: *Yawns*

  • ColetteJohn (Main)
  • Soren Hoole

(Waht thats all?!)



Points: 40000


Trophies: 5538 and counting!

Dragon Count: 66 (WHEW)

Main Dragon: Shadow (Woolly Howl)

Backstory: (Pending)



Soren Hoole:

Rank: one and a half gold star :)

Points: 144812 and counting!

Lvl: 39

Trophies: 200

Dragon Count: 45

Main Dragon: Sir Derpington XD (Titan Nadder)

Backstory: (Pending)


Favorite things to do you ask? 

  • Roleplay (Usually by myself ;-;)
  • Tag
  • Hide and Seek
  • DT
  • TRR
  • Stunt Flying

Where can you usually find me in game?

I like to hangout in the training grounds stunt flying or just waiting around for battles XD

Or the Hidden world fooling around with my best friend Greatana!

I also like going to glacier island to dive bomb ol grimmels parlor XD



I think its evil, manipulative and a GREAT way to get yourself banned.

Its not ok to take advantage of people who just want to play a wholesome game

Seriously if you are a hacker I will come for you




Favorite dragon species (Besides Furies of course!):

  • Woolly Howls
  • Deathgrippers
  • Hobgobblers
  • Stormcutters
  • Skrills

Dragons O.O:

 (Note: these are my dragons from my main viking ColetteJohn)

Imma be Brief....Lets Do This....

Key:  MaleFemale, *= Main Dragons, Underline = Titan 


*Ender (nightmare) Amethyst and Saphira (razorwhips)      Thorn( whispering Death) 

*Spyro and Silhouette(stormcutters)       *Zaroc( Screaming death)      Warrior(armorwing)      

               Ragnarök(Fireworm King)     Frostbite(Gronicicle)        Pluto (Devilish Dervish)          

*ShadowHailstorm, *Obi wan KenobiRudolph (Woolly Howls) 

AuronGizmoGentlemanMorphoGypsyDanger (Deathsongs) 

*Blizzard (Shivertooth)     Eragon and Anakin Skywalker(Sand Wraiths) 

Tempesto (Timberjack)   Yondu(speed stinger)    Echo and Bandit (Smokey's) 

Toothless (Night fury) Whirlpool (Thunderdrum)    Morrowseer and Freedom (Boneknappers) 

Nemitz (Singetail)      Smolder and Snoggletog(Eruptodon

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*screaming loudly*


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*psychotic hamster screaming*

Welcome! And since I read your intro thread while I was logged out, nice to meet you :D

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Hello there!!! Welcome into the crackers Db wearle!! XD

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Chapter Four - Hunting

The meeting had gone well. Mid morning he'd walked into the port and found the two Hunters, accompanied by two more, on the damaged ship. After the pleasantries had been exchanged they'd discussed what needed repairing for a good length of time before talk turned to Hunting. They agreed that he would track down and kill a Zippleback that had been plaguing the port for some months now. And tonight was the night he'd do it. 
    His attention turned back to the leather strips in his hands and the sharp needle that was currently burrowing into his palm. Hastily he pulled it out and sucked at the red drops that formed there, tasting the metallic, coppery liquid strongly. That was something he would have to figure out. How to stop blood coming out through the hollow needles he'd bought that morning after the venom had gone in. 
    He finished the last few stitches and called over one of the red Deathgrippers. It came cautiously, eyeing the leather suspiciously. Grimmel caught hold of its tusk and slipped the head collar onto the dragon's head, causing it to draw back and shake its head to rid itself of this new thing. He quickly picked up a needle capped glass vial filled with purplish green venom and screwed it into the metal fixtures on the collar, taking care to keep a firm grip on the Deathgripper's tusk as he did so. Almost immediately the red and black dragon became docile, its pupils slits like when one of its comrades had been stung before. 
    The Dragonblood put his head to one side and decided to experiment. In Dragontongue he commanded the dragon to fetch some driftwood that was a little way down the beach, then followed his order with a specific whistle. He tried it a few times with Dragontongue and whistle, then used just the whistle and was triumphant to see that the Deathgripper did his bidding as if he'd spoken. Quite soon he had a pile of driftwood by his feet and a thin smile on his thin lips. 
    'Can it even see?' A girl's voice asked. He glanced to his left to where his children were and saw his daughter, Arianwen, huddled under the lone tree. Myth was nearby, sitting on a rock and drawing the Deathgrippers in the sand, but he looked up when he heard his sister. 
    Grimmel looked at the dragon's eyes and assessed the size of its pupils. Judging by the thin, pencil line of black it could probably only see a blur of colours. 
    'Not much, I'd say,' he told her. 
    'Then why did you do that?'
    He sighed. He was seriously beginning to wonder why he'd brought her along. She'd been questioning him all day. 'Because they were getting out of hand.'
    Arianwen squinted to look at the green Deathgripper, who's scales shone brightly in the afternoon light. 'They seem fine to me.'
    'There have been times when they're not,' Grimmel growled. 
    The eight year old waited for her father to turn away before speaking again. 'Like when they were fighting over the fish?'
    Grimmel spun back around and gave her an accusing glare. 'You were asleep,' he stated. 
    'No,' she corrected him. 'I was awake. You didn't notice.' She paused to rub her left shoulder, a clear sign that she would soon Shift. 'Why have you got them?'
    'For hunting reasons.'
    Myth, who hardly ever said anything, spoke up. 'Hunting?'
    'Yes.' Grimmel considered his son with a hunters eye. Myth had always been interested in hunting. From the time he could walk he'd been tracking animals and setting traps, and at the age of four he'd caught a rabbit in a snare. The Dragonblood had already taught him the basics, so maybe it was time to teach him more. 'Do you want to learn how to hunt dragons?'
    Myth nodded enthusiastically while Arianwen glared, her blue eyes boring into him. She'd never liked hunting, preferring to protect than take down. 
    'Follow me tonight and take note,' he said to the six year old. 'But keep hidden and quiet at all costs.'


The Hunters arrived soon enough. All four of them, creeping quietly over leaf litter and brushing past branches. They had decided that morning to meet Grimmel halfway to the Zippleback's cave, so as to see his ambush technique in action. 
    With nods exchanged between them they set out in a line, Grimmel at the fore and Ivar taking up the rear. It wasn't far to walk to the cave, around four minutes at most, and in that time he saw only once a flash of red hair through the trees. His son was doing well at staying hidden. 
    At length they reached the hollow in the small cliff and he signalled for the Hunters to halt. He could see the two headed dragon's tail trailing out of the dark, the yellow-green scales turning grey in the failing light. 
    'Stay back,' he hissed, and flowed towards the cave, keeping low to the ground and loaded crossbow in hand. There was no movement from the dragon, not even a twitch as he approached. He raised his weapon to eye level when he entered the mouth of the cave, finding the weak point in the dragon's armour through the sight right away. His hand tensed to pull the trigger and the tip of of the arrow wavered slightly as it pointed at the soft place on the Zippleback's neck. 
    Where there was a red gash deep enough to k.ill. 
    The Hunters were still where he'd left them, watching him expectantly. Not wanting to give away that the dragon was already dead, he fired the arrow into the mud floor and drew out a knife, advancing into the chamber cautiously and out of sight of the humans. He pretended to scuffle with the beast just for the realistic effect, then poked the tip of the knife into the cut. It came out with congealed goo and a fly stuck to it. 
    'Ew,' he muttered, wiping the blade on the softer neck scales. It had been dead for around two days by looks and smell of the creature.
    Grimmel slipped the knife into its sheath and looked over the body, noting multiple scratches, gashes and even burn marks. This Zippleback had fought something, and fought it hard. And the midnight scales that littered the ground told him what. 
    'Hey! Have you been eaten or what?' One of the Hunters called. 
    Quickly Grimmel pulled a loose tooth from the dragon's jaw, holding his breath as a stale fishy smell wafted up. With the tooth clutched in his hand he walked confidently out of the cave, even kicking the two limp tails aside on his way past them. 'It's dead,' he said. 
    'Are you sure?' Asked Griselda.
    'Yes,' he held up the tooth and came towards them. 'How else would I have got this tooth and kicked those tails away if it were alive?'
    'Fair point.' Griselda stood up from the bushes they'd been hiding in. 'We'll help you fix the boat. As soon as it is done you help us hunt down the Fury.'
    'Agreed,' he said. 'I'll be at the docks in the morning.'
    He said farewell to the Hunters and turned to the darkened forest, sensing eyes watching. 'Myth?'
    There was a rustle and the green eyed boy appeared from the murk. 'That Zippleback was already dead, wasn't it?'
    Grimmel wondered for a moment if he should tell his son, then realised he'd find out for himself anyway. 'Yes, it was.'
    Myth just glanced at the now black interior of the cave before he vanished into the forest like a ghost.

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I think Myth is starting to scare me....

WhAt HaPpEnEd To ThAt ZiPpLeBaCk???
Just kidding. Pretty sure it was a Night Fury. I think. Right?

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He's too clever for a six year old...

And what Night Fury has been alluded to? XD

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O_O uh oh mini

O_O uh oh mini Grimmel




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Except for the hair... And eyes...

Haha, yes! As much as he is probably the least villainous villains I've seen in a film, he does have the best expressions XD

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*Rereads entire book*

" his scruffy red hair a mop atop his head."



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Hehe XD Myth took after his mother instead of Grimmel.

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I am liking. Very much yes xD


Keep it up Flitt!

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I will XD