Fan fic- Chapter 1
Eragon knocked an arrow to hid bow breathing quietly. Light brown eyebrows framed his brown eyes and a he had a mop of shaggy brown hair. Trees filled most of his view but in front of him he could see a deer she was a nut brown colour with white spots he noted idly. The leaves were a rich emerald green and shone in the gloom. Eragon sighted down his shaft. Suddenly hearing heavy breathing and a patter of feet the deer bolted and he whipped around and prepared to shootat the sound sighting down his shaft again and drawing back to his cheekā¦
"Stop don't shoot" a voice cried out. Eragon squinted to see a young dark haired man pushing his way through the brambles. He was his age maybe a little older but no more than twenty-two. He had clear grey eyes that had an intimidating sharpness to them makig him appear to pivk up on evry thing. His dark hair fell almost to his shoulders and had an uncared fore air to it. He was armed with an elaborate bow and a broadsword that hung on his back. The bow was somewhat nicer than most merchants with golden details but he could always just be successful Eragon thought.
"Most people use the track" Eragon remarked dryly. "At least those who don't want to be made into pin cushions do."
"Do you know where Carvahall is?" the stranger asked ignoring the slight jab.
"It's down there," Eragon pointed helpfully into the trees. He had to tell Roran about this. "Just follow the track. it's simple," Eragon frowned suddenly realising a problem, "Why do you want to know we don't get many visitors in Carvahall, and the merchants usually come by the low road."
The stranger smiled thinly "oh you know family"
Eragon frowned who in Carvahall he could be related to. He was as tall as Roran with sharp grey eyes and shaggy black hair that fell around his face. No one had black hair and grey eyes they all really looked the msame with the same brown locks and brown eyes. Apart from Elaine and Abriech but that was different and he couldn't remember any one in the town mentioning a visiting family member.
"So good luck" Eragon said still unconvinced.
"Thanks and if you are looking for a deer I accidently skewered one other there. I thought it was an imperial soldier "he admitted sheepishly running his hands through his black hair.
Eragon watched the man bemused as he walked of through the bushes, he had never asked his name he thought before looking up at the hill. Dinner could wait...
I know this is kind of short but it's kind of a preview review favourite follow if you are intrested :):):)
Morrigan
