Hiccup didn’t immediately draw his sword upon approaching the docks though it would have been overkill anyhow with a nightfury at his side. The man spoke with a voice that boomed over the sound of ice breaking in the sea and waves smacking against the coast: “Leave your beast at the shore.” The authority that shone through his tone possessed a confidence that made no sense. Toothless had the intelligence to understand but in defiance intended to continue down the docks toward the intruder- Hiccup stopped him with a hand at his snout and they were both old enough to know this was the end of the discussion. Hiccup continued across the boards without his dragon, who did not pace as he would have in younger years but fixed the man with a gaze of such intensity it was amazing that he didn’t immediately burst into flames.

“Alright. You want to talk about this?” Hiccup stated sternly, gaze steely before the conversation could go any further his wave arrived one the scene. The man cast her a leering smile and a small nod in greeting that seemed anything but respectful. It wasn’t hard for Hiccup to see Drago in Einar- try as he might not to. He remembered only how that man had hurt Castiel at a younger age, stealing away her voice forever.

Things went downhill from there when his daughter arrived. He’d hope she’d be kept busy at the house but she was too much like him at that age. “If it isn’t my double crossing excuse of a daughter. Taking all the kindness I’ve shown you and throwing it back in my face.” He made a back handed tossing gesture of his hand, expressing his disgust. “I’ve warned you of the dangers, of the trickery and yet here you are under the spell of mere swine.”

Gas crackled in Blizzard throat and he snarled- exposing two rows of short vicious teeth as he hunched his body and spread his wings. The man laughed as though these were a child antics and approached the pair with dangerous eyes, reflecting a soul dark enough to wish harm upon many. To rip away all that was important to get what he desired most. In response Blizzard hunched up, still all fangs and claws but his tail curled around Ava and his body bent to shield her. 

The man stopped as flames flicked across his path and the sword came back up to point towards his throat. “I will not tolerate a step more towards my daughter.”

“Yes you will.” Einar challenged and Hiccup held his composure and strong stance. “Should you refuse to hand over your daughter you will have skrill on yours hand. [I]Many[/I], skrill.”