My name is Roran Elleronsson I am a half breed and a dragon rider. This is the story of how I got my dragon, Glaedr and our adventures since. You may expect an epic about how I went on a dangerous quest and stumbled upon the egg after a battle or maybe something close to how our leader, Eragon got his dragon. However our story is not as grand or dangerous as that. It was just another day of the eggs as the other half breeds and I called it. All of the children in the city went to see if a dragon would choose them but I was the only one to receive a dragon. I touched the egg and a soon a small bright blood red dragon crawled out. As soon as I touched him I felt a searing pain and it seemed like it lasted for hours but it couldn't been more then a few minutes. When I stood up I had been marked with the gedwey ignasia. I was a dragon rider. I was a dragon rider! After everyone finished congratulating me I went to my home to tell my mother and father about being chosen. My father was proud but my mother couldn't keep from crying because she knew it would mean I would be taken to Ellesmera and when Glaedr was big enough I would leave Alagaesia to train. When I had packed I was taken straight to Ellesmera. There I was congratulated some more and brought to where I would be trained while I was there.
*Half breed is a term used to describe the children of mixed races, in this case elf and human.
