Buffalord Soldier Dragons

This changes everything.

Alpha quadrant checks out.

Nothing by the water, and...

Yeah, I see it too, girl.

Let's get a closer look.

Abandoned. Let's get out of here.

LOUD CRASH AND GROWLS

Hello?

Hello?

Someone there?

Ugh! What is that smell?

Stormfly - torch.

ASTRID GASPS

No...

AH!

Ah-h-h!

It's OK, girl.

It's just a scratch.

One second, bud.

OK, Toothless, spark it up.

Interesting material.

Seems organic in nature.

Death Song amber, hammered thin.

This is strong enough

to stare straight into the eyes of a Flightmare.

Oh, fascinating. May I?

Please, I insist.

Oh...

Astrid, are you OK?

What's wrong? Did you see something on patrol?

Hunters? Dragons? Viggo?

Oh, I love this game!

OK, now it's my turn. Everyone, quiet.

Astrid, is what you found bigger than a yak box?

I found a fishing boat.

I'm supposed to guess before you tell me.

Doesn't anyone know how to play?

And just for the record, a boat bigger than a yak box.

So I'll just square this one a win for the ol' T Nut.

Scratch one off in the Tuffnu-u-t column.

It was just drifting out there.

We went to take a closer look, but what we found inside, it was...

Was what?

Bodies.

Skin was all pale and green...

We got out of there as fast as we could.

Survivors?

One.

Then we need to go back out there and help them. Toothless...

Hiccup...

it's too late.

Um, Hiccup? Pale, green skin.

I hate to be the harbinger of doom, but...

I know what you're thinking, Fishlegs, but...

The Scourge of Odin.

Oh, let's not just throw that word around too loosely because...

Wait, back it up. Did he say Scourge of Odin?

Yes, but there's no need to panic.

Right, no need to panic. The Scourge of Odin.

Just the plague that tore through the archipelago centuries ago,

wiping out entire Viking villages!

Yeah, why would we worry about that?

Quick, Hookfang, I need a mask for my mouth.

Well that's a long time coming.

Very funny! I already feel short of breath.

We must burn our clothes!

No, no, no, no. No need to panic -

I've got the answer.

Wait for it...

Bing!

-Oh, yeah.

-Mouldy bread?

-Like that's going to cure the Scourge.

-That it will, Sis.

Once I had a really bad cold, so I decided to eat some mouldy bread.

Don't ask me why, because I don't know.

But - BOOM! Instantly cured.

OK, you scuff now, but one day science will recognise my genius.

They called old crazy Uncle Henrick "crazy".

He IS crazy, Tuffnut.

He married his own beard!

-Mm-hm, yes.

-OK, bad example.

Let's go with your clothes burning plan.

We'll keep them on you, just to be sure. Barf, Belch!

Uh, let's not jump to conclusions and set ourselves on fire,

eat mouldy bread or hyperventilate.

Snotlout, you can't catch the Scourge of Odin by breathing.

I knew that!

And there hasn't been a single case of the Scourge for centuries!

Plus, Astrid got out of there right away.

Are you sure you're OK?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Really.

LOUD THUD

AH! What, what, what...

Stormfly...

Astrid...

Hiccup? What are you doing here?

Stormfly seemed a little worried, so I, uh...

Hiccup...

will you stop pacing?

Oh...

-What is it?

-You saw that scratch, right?

-She said it's nothing.

-You know Astrid -

it's not nothing.

All the signs are there.

All right, let's assume for a second that you're right.

What's the cure?

I'm not sure. The only thing I know

is that the Scourge moves swiftly,

overtaking its victims in less than three moons.

-One moon has already passed.

-I know!

Snotlout is on his way back from Berk with Gothi's notes.

Hopefully they'll tell us something more.

Hey, Astrid, how you feeling?

I feel fine. I just wish everyone would stop...

..worrying.

Fishlegs, look!

In Gothi's notes there's a cure for the Scourge of Odin!

A green solution made from the saliva of a Buffalord Dragon.

-What?

-Well, it's just...

-It's just...

-There aren't any more Buffalord.

They were all hunted to extinction during the Scourge's last outbreak.

We don't know if they're gone for sure.

We need to get out there and find one.

But we don't even know where to start looking!

There's no mention of the Buffalord anywhere.

It's like they were wiped from history.

Come on, I told you guys, I'm...

Astrid!

I'm fine.

-How is she?

-Resting.

-What else have we found, Fishlegs?

-I've spent the last few hours

combing through my Dragon Eye research, and found some old notes.

I didn't think much of them at first, but...

The Buffalord! But nothing on its location.

There's really not much about it here at all.

Well, it's big, has ram-like horns and lives on the plains.

That's something!

I'll keep looking.

-What's this stuff?

-Ah, it's nothing, just some Dragon Eye tracings,

no useful information. Just archaic dots and slashes.

What? Wait, You guys see something?

Yeah, these make a map.

Duh! How do you guys not see that?

See? These squiggles are water,

that big nose is an island,

those slashes are sea stacks,

and that - that there would be...

-The Buffalord!

-How did you do that?

We're experts at interpreting abstract images. Watch and learn.

-A boat.

-Mm-hm.

-A pineapple.

-Mmm.

Mum!

Actually, this looks familiar.

Hmm...

OK...

We found it, Hiccup! We found it!

We found a location.

Now let's hope to Odin they still exist.

Now these dragons were supposedly hunted to extinction.

So if there are any left,

they will have developed a weariness towards humans.

Which means we have to move quickly.

And remember, we have less then two moons to find this dragon

and bring the cure back to the Edge.

HICCUP SIGHS

I feel ya, bud. But we have to keep pushing forward.

Tell you what, let's grab some water from that stream

and we'll get back up in the air.

Toothless?!

What is that?

Large size, unsual colouration.

Hmm.

Vegetarian diet.

Not the remnants of any dragon I'm familiar with.

And I know my dragon droppings.

It's fresh, Hiccup. Last couple of hours.

This dragon is still somewhere on this island.

And might I add, a very distinctive bouquet.

Sort of herbal...

Mm, it's quite nice.

Ew.

Double ew.

Well, if it's here, I think I might know how we can find it.

It's dragon-tracking equipment.

Now it's not field tested, but it's worth a shot.

In the dark?

Oh...Flightmare algae, of course!

Now hopefully a dragon this large doesn't move too fast.

-Now what?

-It must've taken to the air here.

It's like a Spyglass!

Well, for looking at things close up.

Oh, fascinating!

-This way.

-How do you know that?

Dragon scale. Let's move!

Nothing! How could there still be nothing?

No, not nothing.

Look closer.

A Buffalord - alive!

Ow!

You guys distract it, and I'll get its saliva.

Be careful, Hiccup. We know nothing about this dragon.

Agreed. But we need to make this quick -

we're running out of time.

Retreat!

OK, easy...

Finally. We got it!

-That was easy.

-Woo!

Now let's go.

What the...

It dried up!

Oh, what do we do now?

We rope him and take him back to Dragon's Edge.

Shouldn't be too hard, right?

It's remarkably docile for a dragon of its size.

Almost yak-like.

No wonder it was so easily hunted.

You got to toughen up there, Buff.

Aw, he's kind of cute.

Hiccup, can we keep him?

I promise I'll walk him and feed him and stuff.

We already know his poop doesn't smell.

And he doesn't even act like it!

Not like Ruffnut, who acts like her poop doesn't smell.

We need to get him back to Astrid.

ROPE TIGHTENS

Come on, big guy.

Come on!

BUFFALORD GROWLS

Uh, guys, I think something's up with the Buff.

Whoa!

Ah! No! We need to stay with it.

We have to get it back to the Edge.

I knew I shouldn't have told him to toughen up.

Me and my big mouth!

Whoa!

BUFFALORD BURPS

OK, what's that all about?

He appears to be fine, so long as he's on his island.

Great. So now what?

Well, if we can't take the Buffalord to Astrid...

Bring Astrid to the Buffalord. I'm on it.

-Ugh.

-Mm...

Shh, just rest.

We're going to beat this, I promise you, Astrid.

You just have to keep fighting and hold on.

You need to stay with us.

I can't imagine a world without you in it.

All right, we need to move quickly.

BUFFALORD MOANS

Here, here you go.

Uh, nothing's happening.

Maybe it takes some time for the antidote to work?

No, something's wrong.

It says the green solution will cure the Scourge.

Green solution - cure. That's all it says.

But the Buffalord's saliva is clear.

What does it mean - green solution?

Uh...

How can you guys eat at a time like this?

Hey! People deal with stress differently, OK?

And we're eating what the Buffalord eats because,

hey, who doesn't want sweet-smelling droppings?

It's a victimless crime.

Oh! Wait, Hiccup...

It's all over my pants.

The herbs, it must be what the Buffalord eats

MIXED with its saliva that creates the antidote.

Which would stand to reason why it won't leave this place -

it can't be away from the herbs it eats.

So we just need it to eat the herbs to create the green solution.

Hang in there, Astrid.

Just a little longer, please.

For me.

Come on, big Buff.

You worked up a healthy appetite trying to kill us earlier, so eat.

Eat!

Come on, keep going.

Eat it up.

Yes!

Viggo!

Hello, Hiccup. Thank you so very much for this gift.

I do apologise that you won't be able to use it

to save your little friend.

But how? There's no trace of this island anywhere.

How did he find it?

Who cares! We've been dying for a little action.

Let's make this count, bud.

Dragon Riders, incoming!

Show them no mercy.

But safeguard our prize.

Hiccup, I can't get a clean shot.

Whoa!

Pull up, Riders. We can't risk hurting the Buffalord.

We need it!

Viggo, release that dragon!

You have no idea what you're doing.

Oh, I beg to differ, my dear Hiccup.

I'm keenly aware of my actions.

This dragon is exceedingly unique.

It will illicit a considerable bounty on the open market.

You should have left well enough alone, Hiccup.

My fishing boat was no place for you or any of your Riders.

Your fishing boat?

Move him.

It's simple, really. Supply and demand.

I knew where to get the supply, if I could only generate the demand.

Oh, you're a monster!

Fishlegs, I'm shocked.

I'd have thought you were above name-calling.

Monster? No.

Savvy businessman, indeed.

And what if the dragon was extinct?

I tend not to dwell on the what-ifs, my boy.

Leaves you barren.

Toothless...

Ryker.

-No!

-I would think twice about your actions, Hiccup.

And your profits?

Like I said, business is business.

This? Oh, it's a loss I'm willing to incur.

Question is, are you?

ASTRID SHUDDERS

OK, Viggo. OK, You win.

Take him, take the dragon,

but leave us with what we came here for -

the Scourge antidote,

Buffalord saliva.

I'm not leaving here without it.

That's a loss I'm not willing to take!

No, Hiccup...

don't give in. Not for me.

Do we have a deal, or are we both leaving here empty-handed?

Your call.

I've truly missed our time together, Hiccup.

My brother leaves something to be desired in the repartee department.

My boy, don't look so morose.

It takes all the fun out of it.

All's well that ends well. Hm?

I know, I know. Just drink.

Hiccup, I think...

I think...

It's working.

I'm afraid our time must end, Hiccup.

We will continue our contest in due time.

He won't get far. Let's go after him!

Yeah, I'm sick of that smug...

No! Stand down.

We agreed to let him leave the island with that dragon,

and that's exactly what we're going to do.

BUFFALORD MOANS

Argh, the beast has been secured in the transport ship.

Excellent.

A bit disappointing.

The again, he is a man of his word. Something to admire about that.

LOUD THUDS

What's it doing?

Hiccup...

Release it! Release the beast.

BUFFALORD BURPS

Well, that leaves just one thing to do.

There do I see my father...

my mother, and my brothers and my sisters.

They bid me take my place among them in the halls of Valhalla.

Where the brave shall live forever.

What are you thinking about?

This might be just the beginning.

-Of what?

-Something Viggo said about knowing where the supply was.

-You don't think he could've unlocked the Dragon Eye, do you?

-How?

He doesn't have a Snow Wraith key.

But he found the Buffalord on his own.

And we need to find out how.

Hiccup, I just wanted to say thanks.

I really owe you.

It's no big deal. You'd have done the same for me.

I can't imagine a world without you in it, either.

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