Abominations or Immortals they were called. These creatures are everywhere in Alagasia, wheather their in disquise or not.
In the land of Alagasia it was not uncommun especially for a dragon rider to come across a vampire, werewolf, or if they are really lucky or unlucky depends on what happens a demon, this are only 3 of the most common and well known abominations in the land of Alagasia. Every abomination has certain skills werewolfs had the ability to change into a wolf that can move on 2 legs like a man, even though you see more of them at night they were still able to change shapes during the day. This gave them all the senses of an animalalong with the intelligence of a human and enhanced strength. The easiest way to tell their a werewolf would be there slightly yellow tinted eyes. Vampires, monsters that lived off the blood of living beings preferably people, most of them were confused to be shades because of their pale skin and red eyes, the only difference is that vampires have fangs and tried to avoid sunlight by wearing a somthing over their bodys or just hiding out during the day. Now demons were the toughest to tell apart from humans or other races, demons kept the appearance of regular people but when they were in dangered they cloaked themselves in a magical energy that was both a weapon and defense. The strongest of them had the ability to use that energy to change the shape of their body's earning the name of shape shifters.
Before the fall of the riders many of these Abominations relaxed and did their best to avoid trouble but now with the fall and the rise of Galbatorix they are being forced to choose sides and most being the greedy creatures they are are choosing the side of Galbatorix, a small group of these creatures are still fighting though only being numbered as a 3 right now of very young ones for even their races of the werewolf being 17, vampire 56, and the demon 15. Now to the story.
"Kerwin are you done with coping that book yet? I need you done at the trading lane before it gets to crowded." Brom yelled from the other room of his small hut. Kerwin the boy in question was a 15 year old boy with blond hair to his shoulders and brown eyes that didnt miss a thing.
"Almost done!" Kerwin yelled back as he started to gengerly pack away the freshly copied tomes, putting them in a giant bag to carry over his shoulders he set out only stopping to collect the fold out table and chair along with a silk roof and table cloth to use also. With the heavy bag of books over his shoulder and the table and chair under one arms with the silk roof and table cloth under the other Kerwin set out to the main lane of Carvahall for some trading to earn his keep in Broms hut. Even though he had a small build and was short for his age he was stronger then he looks because of the odd jobs he along with somtimes helping the farmers and even working the occasional job for Horst the blacksmith.
Fianlly after about ten minutes of slow walking Kerwin reached the main road and found it just starting to fill up with shoppers and last minute traders. Finiding an empty spot next to a jewler he set up the table and chair, when they were both firmly planted so they wouldnt wobble or fall he drapped the table cloth over the table and set up the silk roof to keep him in the cover of shade before the hot sun reached him in the afternoon, finally when he was satisfied nothing was wrong he gingerly set the bag down and opened it up revealing the many tomes and scrolls that he hand copied from Broms own supplies all year long, setting the larger books some around 1000 pages long around the edges of the table and the smaller ones in the middle that came as short as 100 pages on the table, finally when that was done he took out some small boxes that served as make shift cubby holes to hold the scrolls in place closer to him. When it was all set up he took out a small notebook that he always had that kept an althabetical list of all the books and scrolls along with their approxemite prices beside them that he had with him this year.
With nothing else to do he took out his own personal book on magic tricks and started to read to pass the time, every once in a while he would get a costumer who if they couldnt find a book would aske me to find it so he would look in his notebook, if he had it he'd find it quickly for them were they would start haggling with Kerwin usually winning because he was the only person that sold books though he never went far from the original offer that they made, if he didnt have the book or scroll he'd make a note to find and copy one for the next year trading day along with his or her name so he knew who wanted it. When Kerwin didnt have costumers he would split his time between reading or practicing new magic tricks to even just talking to old friends.
Finally when he had no books or scrolls left he packed up the table and chair along with the slik roof and table cloth before finally grabbing the 2 large bags of money he made from the sales and running to Broms house to stow the stuff away. When Kerwin got there it was locked which was nothing new to him, reaching in a little nich in the wall under the window ledge just to the left of the door he pulled out a spare key and opened the small little huts door to reveal the messy interior of the building. Slowly shuffling through the clutter to the far end he placed the objects on the table and instead grabbed a belt that he made himself to hold all his magic trick tools. The belt was unremarkable except that it was made to cross over his chest with a connector piece that went on like a normal one, on the chest cross was 5 pouches each containing a different item, the top one had a deck of cards, the next one a small bunch of regular coins, the next one a set of 3 cups, the one after that held a couple of small balls that went witht the cups, and finally that last and largest of them all held a collection of five juggling balls. On the strap around his wiest was a bunch of clips which held a very small table just big enough to use for a small meal but not so big it was tough to carry, another set of clips held some rods of wood about the size of his forearm. And the last occupied clip held a small pouch that was empty for any coins he might make from his magic tricks.
With a new porpuse Kerwin strode out of the small hut and made it to the crowded streets of Carvahall to show off his magic tricks and maybe make some cash of his own. Every time he came across a group of people he would offer to do a magic show and ask them if there was any tricks that they prefer, most of the time it was the one that involved the cups where he would put one ball in a cup and shuffle them around on the tableas fast as he could switching the ball around in the cups at the same time to confuse them, even though he didnt always charge and when he did it was a very little amount within 2 hours he had a large amount of money.
At one group of people that had a small kid in the middle he knealt down and asked politely "Would you like to see a magic trick?" the little girl nodded happily staring at him with an enthusiasm only kids had while he shifted around in his pockets for a good trick. Grinning he pulled out a small coin from one of his bags on his weist and asked her to watch it closly, holding it between his pointer and thumb he flicked his wrist and made it dissapear with a show of ability that even he didnt understand fully. The girl squeled happily as she saw it was gone but before she could start looking for it Kerwin gently grabbed her right shoulder and reached behind her left ear with his left hand, drawing his hand back he showed her the coin before handing it to her as a keep sake.
"It's not nice to trick little kids with cheap tricks." a gruff voice said.
Standing around and turning to face the person Kerwin came face to gut with Sloan being short for his age Kerwin only came up to just above 5 feet so had to strain his neck to see Sloan's face, "I dont do cheap tricks. All mine are real never faked." Kerwin replied calmly.
"Prove it." he grunted making a big show of being angry and drawing a large crowd, "Who wants this little pipsquek to prove that he doesn't fake his magic tricks!" he yelled to the crowd who hollared back in approval.
Shrugging Kerwin took off his jacket which just left him wearing a t-shirt so they could all see his arms, "Fine I'll do one of my tougher tricks, and since it was your idea Sloan your helping me." Kerwin annonced. A very reluctant Sloan walked forward knowing to back down would mean to look like a coward. "I'm going to need a knife and for you to pick a card from this deck." Kerwin said laying the deck of cards face up on the ground so everyone could see there were no doubles anywhere, Sloan bent down and picked up the five of clubs and reluctantly handed over a skinning knife. Collecting the knife and card he picked Kerwin cut open the tip of his finger and smeared blood onto the card making it turn red. Taking an empty bag from his pocket he turned it inside out to show the crowd it was empty before turning it the right way again. With a grin he placed the bag on the ground and ripped up the card into small peices and placed every single peice except one into the bag. "I will know repair the card in the bag, and after you all look at it I will fix the last peice before your eyes!" Kerwin yelled gathering himself for the show.
Rolling the bag up to a tight ball he flicked his wrist making it unfold with a crack, reaching inside he took out a still bloody but almost whole card in the centre there was a gaping hole where the last peice needs to go and handing it to the crowd he waited for them to look at it especially where the hole was where his blood emphazied the ripped edges and made them darker. Finally getting it back after a very thorough search from Sloan he placed the card on his left palm and placed the last peice in the hole. Clapping his hands together with a resonding clap he showed the now whole and completly clean card along with his clean hands and right pointer finger healed where he had cut it with the knife.
The crowd was cherring at this but Kerwin and Sloan were just glaring at each other finally Sloan took a still bloody knife from Kerwin and stromed off back to his butchers shop. When the crowd cleared all that was left was Eragon, Roran and Katrina all starring at Kerwin in amazement. "That was amazing!" Eragon shouted happily.
"Thanks" Kerwin said smilling happily despite himself.
"I have to agree, espeacially since you also showed my dad who's who." Katrina said smiling, looking over at Roran Kerwin saw him just staring at Katrina with a broad grin on his face and a happy twinkle in his eye's.
"I got to go it's getting dark." Kerwin said noticing for the first time that the sun was almost fully set and the moon could almost be seen clearly in the night sky. With a goodbye to his somewhat friends Kerwin collected his stuff and took off at a jog for Broms hut.
Finally getting there it was almsot completly dark out but he could still clearly see the hut because of the light leaking through the windows and around the door, "Brom I'm back!" Kerwin announced only to see the old man asleep with his head on the table and a small puddle of drool collecting by his mouth. With a laugh Kerwin set his stuff down and only with a slight struggle lifted Brom up and placed him on his bed tucking him in, when Brom was dealt with he put a book mark in the page Brom was on with the book on the table and set the book aside before dealing with the puddle of drool. Finally with everything clean he slipped out of his clothes and dressed in his night wear before going to bed himself.