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The guy who writes: Hi, all! My first chapter, so go easy on me! I'm not so good writing….. But I'll get better as the story progresses! I promise! And if I don't, I'll give you all cookies! (Or the little plastic thingies that look like cookies.)

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... Start story!...

Eragon woke up from his trance-like state and sneaked out of the tent so as not to wake up Roran. Saphira opened one of her eyes and fixed her sapphire gaze on Eragon.

Good morning, little one, rumbled Saphira.

Is it? asked Eragon. Eragon and Saphira made their way to the breakfast area easily. Eragon noticed that almost none of the Varden were around and about: they were all in their tents. The few people that he did see only glanced up at him and muttered "Shadeslayer" as he passed. The Urgals seldom appeared, as they were mostly asleep, on the ground, since they had no tents. Eragon mentioned this to Saphira, who then replied, They are most likely shaken from the battle and need sleep. When you first dueled with Brom, you went to your bedroll shaking like a man with ice cubes poured down his back and you woke up irritated and grumpy. At the mention of Brom's name, Eragon shivered. The he said to Saphira, I hope you're right. With all the Urgals around, I too would be worried if I wasn't a Rider. Let's just hope that they don't kill each other. Saphira made her odd laughing noise as Eragon finished his sentence, then said We shall see.

After Eragon and Saphira ate breakfast, Jarsha trotted up to Eragon and said, "Lady Nasuada wants to see you, sir."

Eragon nodded and said, "Alright. I know the way." Eragon and Saphira strode through the camp silently, noting how the Urgals and humans treated each other, ready to stop them if a fight broke out. They continued as thus until they reached the tent.

As Eragon entered, Saphira snaked her head in. Nasuada looked up from her work and frowned. Arya was also in the room, expressionless but still somehow a feeling of uneasiness hung about her, as if she too was feeling Nasuada's pain for what the Varden had felt during the battle. Also in the room were Elva and an elf. As Eragon surveyed what could be going on, he found himself frowning. Then Eragon asked calmly, "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong!" Nasuada growled. Nasuada managed to soften her voice as she said, "What's wrong is that some of the men are having doubts about you.

"Eragon, they think that you either let the Rider escape, or that the Rider spared you and let you live, which would spell certain death for them next time you two battle. This means that if you were to leave immediately and go to Ellesméra, they just might think that you were abandoning them and they just might leave us, and go about telling Galbatorix where we are, how many are in our company, and so on. And that means that you may never get your training done!"

Eragon considered what he had just heard and said cautiously, "Roran has friendin Helgrind and he wants me to help him save her. If there was some way to let the Varden know about this, then please do tell me, as I would like to let them know that I am trying to rescue someone from the Ra'zac. " Nasuada gave him a questioning look, but said nothing about it. Arya started talking during the silence that followed Eragon's words.

"Eragon-vodhr, if you were to leave to go anywhere, the Varden would likely suspect anything that goes against you." Eragon just looked down briefly and said again, "Is there any way at all to tell the Varden that I am going to save another human? Surely they aren't heartless to leave the Varden because I go to save someone that could be vital to our survival!" This time Nasuada raised an eyebrow and asked, "Do tell me, how would rescuing this girl help us in any way?" Eragon replied, "Because if we don't, Roran might refuse to help us any longer. And he has already killed the Twins." Nasuada sat in her chair and thought for two full minutes before saying, "To answer your question, Eragon, there is a way, but it's a hard way; one that consists of countless debates and arguments." Eragon just stared flatly at her and said, "So be it." Before anything else could be said or done, Elva stepped forwards and asked, "Your promise, Rider?" Eragon nodded, placed his hands on Elva's forehead, then intoned, "Atra ono drëz waíse rïsan." May your curse be lifted. Elva's face went blank for a minute, then her gaze softened and she said, "Thank you, Shadeslayer. You have freed me from your curse." Eragon asked if she wanted a real blessing, but she declined and, from the looks of it, considered running out of the tent.

...end chapter...

The guy who writes: Heeeeeeys, sorry if you don't like this chapter – but, you'll like the next chapter! …………..don't know how that works, but you never know!