Swiftly the boat made its way down Edda River, working its way into the unknown. Aboard this ship were 41 elves and one dragon rider with his dragon. The group sailed he river for 2 months, exploring the land around them. Finally the elves made camp.
Eragon stood on the deck of the Talita and watched as sone of the elves set up large pavilion like tents. The other elves cast protective spells about the temporary camp. Eragon glanced up. Sending out his mind until he touched his companion, the Saphire dragon's mind.
-Saphira! What do you see?-
-Many flat lands, some patches of woods to the north, farther north a some large mountains. To the south I see the vague outline of mountains. The northeast seems to be full of large hills and looks rocky. To the southeast I can just see the beginnings of a forest. The land seems flat to the south and southwest.- Saphira reported.
-No other residents that may be angry with our intrusion?-
-Do deer count?-
Eragon laughed -I highly doubt it.-
-Do not laugh little one, these deer are large and could easily pose a threat to one as small as you.-
-I am not as small as you think!- Eragon cried indignantly.
-I am heading back now little one.-
-Be safe Saphira.-