Introduction
It has been 15 long years for Eragon, 15 years of training, studying and building a grand city for his students to come. After leaving Alageasia Eragon navigated on sea for several months before he had found a suitable place where he could build his city, somewhere where he could see a great potential not only to grow but also to defend against any possible treat that might come.
Having been accompanied by several members of his old guard and other curious elves, he set sail and build the city he had dreamed. A city made of pure white marble, build by him, the elves and the help of all the sane Eldunari. The new city he founded was simple yet beautiful to anyone who laid eyes upon it. Consisting of a central plaza, a dining hall, the rider's halls, a vast library and a big training ground with chairs lining the area in order to form a sort of colosseum, and not to forget the biggest building, the fortress. The fortress was huge, surpassing by far all the other buildings, it consisted of several floors with huge windowless openings in every wall. The first floor was mainly a common area where anyone could go and simply stay around. The second, third, fourth and fifth floor consisted of rooms that in the future were to be used as teaching rooms where each master would impart a certain area of knowledge. Next was the private library were the most important and dangerous books and tomes were held to keep safe. Finally, on the seventh floor lived the actual leader of the riders, consisting of his living area, a private dining room for private meetings and a council room. After completing the city, he named it: Dras Edoc'sil, Unconquerable City.
Having built the hole city in ten years was a feat possible only through their magic and never ending desire to accomplish a goal. During all those years only a three riders had appeared, one of his initial guard, Yaela, an elf Olive, and a human boy, Marcus. Yaela had become a rider about two years after they arrived at Dras Edoc'sil and going into his tutelage into rider training right after. Marcus arrived but two years later at the age of twenty from Carvahall and Olive arriving a year before the city had been finished from Osilon.
A.N
It has been several months since I had the idea of actually writing something after only being reading fanfics, so here it goes my try. I hope you enjoy my story and I do want to ask you to forgive me before hand for any spelling errors.
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