This is the first chapter in what I think happens after Inheritance in the Inheritance Cycle. It has been ten years since Eragon had to leave Alagaesia, and now he's the Ebrithil. This is my first fanfic so if i'm not that good, give me a break. I would like to dedicate this chapter to 19James92, who helped me get started on my fanfic; thanks bro.
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN THE INHERITANCE CYCLE, CHRISTOPHER PAOLINI DOES. I AM NOT GOING TO WRITE DISCLAIMERS IN EVERY CHAPTER.
P.S. I use Italics when a character is speaking with their mind, or thinking to themselves.
A page break(the black line) either separates one of my notes at the top and bottom, like this one, or a POV change. I'll usually say who it changes to in the first few sentences.
Two page breaks signal an update.
The answers to a reader's questions will be at the end of the chapter, along with any requests for readers(character ideas ect).
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UPDATE: CHAPTER 1 HAS BEEN UPDATED, JUST A FEW CHANGES SUCH AS THE NAME OF THE CITY. READER'S RIDER CONTEST ADDED (SEE BOTTOM FOR DETAILS).
Eragon sighed at the constant blue of the sea. After sailing for nigh on a month Eragon had quickly fallen prey to the type of boredom one feels when they look at the same landscape for too long. Alagaesia had long disappeared behind them. Being able to see the land of his childhood; where he had lived, loved, and left behind everything he held dear, had comforted him- even if it was only a faint outline on the horizon.
Now that he couldn't see it he felt uneasy and the days aboard the Talita passed slowly. However, the trip had yielded a positive result. He was now a master at the game of Runes, for he had spent many days playing against his elven companions. After having spent so long staring at nothing but sea he was pleasantly surprised when Saphira had contacted him with news of a large island.
How big is it? He wondered, knowing that the partner of his mind and soul would hear him.
See for yourself.
Eragon's vision shifted, the blue of the sea becoming more prominent, until he was looking through the eyes of his majestic dragon. His sense of smell was enhanced, the scent of the salty sea water overriding that of the others. He also tasted the hint of burnt meat, nearly gagging on the taste of the remnants of Saphira's last meal. She directed his sight with her thoughts until he was looking at an enormous island that was at least thrice the size Vroengard, if not more. He could not make out much from how high Saphira was flying, but he knew that they would reach it soon.
"What are you looking at?"
Eragon pulled out of Saphira's mind as he looked to his right side. He was surprised to see Blodhgarm smiling at him. He was well aware of the elf's strength and grace, traits that he himself had acquired after the Agaeti Blodhren. Even so Blodhgarm was one of the most skilled of his race. Over the course of their journey they had become close friends, helping each other overcome their grief of leaving behind their homeland.
"Saphira just found an island." Eragon stated
"And?" Blodhgarm leaned forward
We might be able sleep on solid ground tonight. Saphira said, projecting her thoughts to all the elves
They broke out smiling knowing that their long journey was at an end.
The next morning Saphira and Eragon explored the island. It was much larger than Vroengard. There were mountains on the eastern shore, though they could not compare with the size of the Beor Mountains. There was also a large forest near the southern shore. The rest of the island was made up of large, sprawling plains which teemed with large herds of gazelle, deer, and oxen.
Now those would make for a fine hunt! Saphira had said
The next day they began the difficult task of creating a home suitable for the next generation of dragon riders. Finding food wasn't a problem for there were small gardens on the deck of the Talita, allowing them to focus full heartidly on their task. But they had found a problem. The stone blocks which they were going to use to build the large buildings were too heavy for Saphira to carry herself, which angered her to no end. As a result they had to use magic to transport the blocks where they wanted to. Even with the help of the Eldunari they could only do so much in one day. Every other day they gave the Eldunari a break and worked on making furniture, cabinets, rugs and other things needed in a proper household.
10 Years Later…
Eragon slowly woke to the morning light seeping in through the window to his left. As he sat up on the bed he looked around at the large room. The walls were a deep color of red, giving the room a warm feeling. The dark, stone floor was mostly covered by an intricate rug. A simple writing desk was pushed up against one corner of the room laden with quills, parchment, and ink wells. The bed he lay on was simple the only decorated part of which was the frame that had a carving of two dragons breathing fire at each other. There was one door on the right that led to a corridor which led to a winding staircase. On the left was a teardrop shaped opening closed with a cloth screen. It was much like that of the one in the tree house Eragon had stayed in when they visited Ellesmera. It led to a balcony where a cushioned bowl was set into the stone, Saphira's bed.
Various fairths decorated the room, each displaying a person that he cared for. Roran sitting with his wife and new born daughter, Murtagh sitting upon Thorn, brandishing Zar'roc in the air. Oromis and Glader on the Crags of Tel'naeir, Brom staring at a fire's withering flames and smoking his pipe; the smoke changing to green. The fairth Oromis had given him of Selena in a beautiful garden, Orik sitting upon his throne in Tonjheim. Finally, Eragon's eyes fell to the one fairth that meant most to him. It was bigger than the rest, and was placed opposite his bed. Upon the slate was a picture of Arya riding Saphira, a nimbus of green energy around one of her hands. Fire sprawled out the corners of Saphira's mouth as she dived down toward the viewer. Behind them were the pieces of the breaking Isidar Mithrim, The Star Sapphire, suspended in midair.
As he continued to gaze at the fairth Eragon felt an ache deep in his chest.
Good morning, little one. Saphira yawned
At the sound of Saphira's voice Eragon roused himself, realizing that he had started to get carried off. He got up and walked out onto the balcony. The building that he stood on was the keep where the riders and elves rested, and was easily one of the largest buildings. The higher up you climbed the bigger the balconies got, for the larger dragons. The first floor was actually just one giant room that they used as a dinning hall, and was big enough for several dragons to fly in. As he gazed at Saphira he took note of how much she had grown the past decade. She was easily twice the size she had been when they arrived, and they already had to move up to the third level of the building. They would have to move again soon.
Good morning, Saphira Eragon replied
He walked up and sat next to her, each of them enjoying each other's company. Then Eragon realized that his stomach had started to rumble.
"I'm hungry." Eragon said out loud, and then telepathically to Saphira he said Do you have to hunt today?
Yes it is likely I will be gone for a few hours, seeing as I will have to teach the young hatchlings how to properly find updrafts so they don't alert their prey by the flapping of their wings.
Luckily that isn't a problem for you is it? Eragon asked, nodding to the enchanted ring Orik had given Saphira.
Fortunately not Saphira said while making a rock grinding sound deep in her throat. Eragon identified the sound as laughter.
Good, shall we head to the dining hall?
Yes
Eragon went back inside and pulled on leggings and a black tunic embroidered with golden thread, buckled on Brisingr, and slid Aren onto the third finger of his right hand. After strapping his legs to the saddle Saphira jumped off the balcony and glided in circles until they reached the ground.
They both walked in through the large doors, which weighed almost nothing despite being large enough for two fully dragons to walk in abreast, and greeted the elves who were cooking today. After Eragon had gotten his meal of eggs, bacon, bread, and cheese he sat down with Saphira. She was still laughing about how he had to practically wrestle the bacon from the elves, who tried to give him other vegetarian options.
Since none of the apprentices where awake yet Eragon and Saphira decided to take a morning flight. As he gazed over the land Eragon felt an enormous sense of pride. What they beheld was a city so large and magnificent that it even put Vroengard to shame. At a first glance no one would realize that the buildings were placed with defense as a top priority, the keep and buildings where they kept the eggs in the center of the city, with elves in watch towers surrounding the entire city. After what had happened to Vroengard no one was willing to take any chances. Eragon, Blodhgarm, and some of the more clever elves had debated the positioning of the city for months, but in the end it was the lead rider who made the choice. He had settled on a large valley covered in plains which rested in between inactive several volcanoes. The weather was tropical all year long and allowed crops to be planted year round. Once the construction of the city had been complete Eragon had spent many a night wondering what to name it. One night when he had been staring at the stars he knew he had found the right name, Evarinya Mor'ranr, which almost literally meant "Star of Peace". He and Saphira were content to fly among the clouds for much longer but after an hour or so Blodhgarm contacted them.
Shadeslayer, Brightscales the apprentices have awaken and are waiting for you.
Thank you Blodhgarm, Eragon said We will be there shortly.
Ready? Saphira asked
Ready Eragon replied
And with that Saphira let out a roar and tipped toward the ground in a dive.
Now what to teach today? Eragon wondered
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