p style="text-align: center;"This is a slightly different ending and a few events have been changed, but not too /br /CHAPTER ONE: Chasing dreamsbr /br /Thirty years after the fall of the cruel king Galbatorix, the kingdom of Alagasea was at peace. Atop the hill some way out of the city of Carvahall, a stone fort stood centry atop the place where once lived the first of the new riders, Eragon, and his cousin and uncle, Roran and Garrow. But now only one remained in their birth place, and Roran was happy. Farto the east, beyond the desert, lay his cousin, who was likely training the new riders at that very moment. And beside him in his bed lay his wife, Katrina. The couple were nearing fifty now, but they had lived a long and happy life. 'I am content' thought Roran. And finally fell /br /Roran awoke early the next morning and went to his dining hall for breakfast. He was not surprised to see food already layed out ready for him, the few servents he had were very good quality and always had things ready for him. What did surprise him however was the sweet sound of his daughters voice "hello father" said Ismira /br /"By the riders! " Exclaimed Roran in a daze of wonderment, " Daughter why are you home now? I had thought you were off in Iliria, studying! "br /br /" Aye father, I was. But you know me, im not much of a city person, and compared to the home of our queen, Carvahall is a quiet village, " joked Ismira, sitting down beside her father. Roran laughed at her jest and motioned for her to eat her /br /" You laugh child, but to me, carvahall will always be a small village,"br /br /At midday the family went to the town centre for Roran to formally greet the egg bearer, and to conduct the ceremony of the presentation of children to the eggs. As they aproached Vanir, Roran attempted the traditional elvish greeting, but Vanir still not impressed by. ' Oh well, let the damned elf be disgruntled, he can speak the common tongue so ill not twist my tungue for him ' thought roran bitterly. " Greetings Vanir, welcome to our city of Carvahall," began roran, and aftwr further niceties Vanir offered the eggs to the people and waited for them all to touch the eggs. As every other time, Vanir offered Roran a touch of the eggs, and he accepted. He raised his hands and touchedeach egg in turn, half way through, he raised his hand and looked at the egg. It was a dark green, and shone brilliantly, it was truly beautiful, and Roran knew before he even got his hand to the egg, but after he touched it, he was /br /It finally happened. Roran found his /br /So there we go, one chapter down, many more to come! Please review, any ideas are welcome, please no hate, also I never rwally got into rorans character so any suggestions as to how to portray him are very valued. Sorry its short, it saved wierd and some things changed so I had to cut a lot out, but it still seems /br /Thanks guys,br /br /p