*Disclaimer: I don't own Erogan. Christopher Paolini does. Bummer
huh? I love his book and wish him luck on the next one. Also I hope he
doesn't sue me. *
Chapter 1: The new slaves
"Alright! Bring then in." the soldier yelled. There was a crack of a whip, and rattail of chains as the slave salesmen drove in their new merchandise. The new would be slaves stood in aw at the castle courtyard. The sun had begun to set as they walked in. Chains bond their hands, and feet to each other. There was no hope of escape with all the guards standing watch. Some of the slaves were weeping softly, others gather what was left of their pride, and stood tall, the rest shot angry glares at the guards. "What you got in?" the soldier asked mockingly.
"This bunch comes from the Hadarac desert. Just rounded them up a few days a go." The salesman presented his items for sale one by one telling what they could be good for. When he came to the last person on the chain he stopped, and paused for a moment to make sure the soldier was paying attention. " And this is a most special deal." He said pointing to the slave dressed in rag tag clothes that covered every inch of skin to keep out sand during storms in the dessert. The only thing visible was a pair of bright blue eyes that glared out from under a head wrapping. The salesmen pulled on the chain shorting the distance between them.
The soldier raised an eyebrow, " And what, may I ask is so great about this one? Looks run of the mill to me."
"May I present," the salesmen started grabbing on to the head wrapping. "the desert flower." With one yank the head wrapping flew off and reviled a young woman's face with smooth cheekbones and a flock of long brown hair.
"Well now, what do we have here? A desert flower indeed!" the soldier exclaimed, eyeing the tanned face of the woman before him. He reached out to touch her face, but received a sharp kick to the shins before he could do so. The salesmen jerked her back with the chain.
"She's umm.. rather" he started afraid that he was going to lose the sell. "spirited, but with a firm hand and good whip; I believe she will become a fine servant."
"I see." the soldier muttered rubbing his leg. Then her pulled out a bag of coins.
"Which ones does the empire desire?" The salesmen asked eyeing hopefully at the coins.
"The two men up front there, the boy, and...the flower." The salesmen let out a sigh of relief and contentment. The slaves where unlocked as they disused prices. As soon as they unlocked the flower from the main chain, she made a brake for it. She smacked one man in the nose with her chains, and elbowed the other in the ribs. The chains, however, hindered her ability to run. Soon her pursuers caught her, and drugged her back to her starting point. The soldier eyed her once more. " Spirited indeed." he said softly before giving out orders, "Take the two men and the boy to the army training base. As for the girl, a few nights in the dungeon should cool her down." With a flip of his hand in dismissal the men headed off.
* That's chapter one. There is more to come tell me what you think. I only asked for one thing don't bash me on the grammar. I already know I suck at it. *
Chapter 1: The new slaves
"Alright! Bring then in." the soldier yelled. There was a crack of a whip, and rattail of chains as the slave salesmen drove in their new merchandise. The new would be slaves stood in aw at the castle courtyard. The sun had begun to set as they walked in. Chains bond their hands, and feet to each other. There was no hope of escape with all the guards standing watch. Some of the slaves were weeping softly, others gather what was left of their pride, and stood tall, the rest shot angry glares at the guards. "What you got in?" the soldier asked mockingly.
"This bunch comes from the Hadarac desert. Just rounded them up a few days a go." The salesman presented his items for sale one by one telling what they could be good for. When he came to the last person on the chain he stopped, and paused for a moment to make sure the soldier was paying attention. " And this is a most special deal." He said pointing to the slave dressed in rag tag clothes that covered every inch of skin to keep out sand during storms in the dessert. The only thing visible was a pair of bright blue eyes that glared out from under a head wrapping. The salesmen pulled on the chain shorting the distance between them.
The soldier raised an eyebrow, " And what, may I ask is so great about this one? Looks run of the mill to me."
"May I present," the salesmen started grabbing on to the head wrapping. "the desert flower." With one yank the head wrapping flew off and reviled a young woman's face with smooth cheekbones and a flock of long brown hair.
"Well now, what do we have here? A desert flower indeed!" the soldier exclaimed, eyeing the tanned face of the woman before him. He reached out to touch her face, but received a sharp kick to the shins before he could do so. The salesmen jerked her back with the chain.
"She's umm.. rather" he started afraid that he was going to lose the sell. "spirited, but with a firm hand and good whip; I believe she will become a fine servant."
"I see." the soldier muttered rubbing his leg. Then her pulled out a bag of coins.
"Which ones does the empire desire?" The salesmen asked eyeing hopefully at the coins.
"The two men up front there, the boy, and...the flower." The salesmen let out a sigh of relief and contentment. The slaves where unlocked as they disused prices. As soon as they unlocked the flower from the main chain, she made a brake for it. She smacked one man in the nose with her chains, and elbowed the other in the ribs. The chains, however, hindered her ability to run. Soon her pursuers caught her, and drugged her back to her starting point. The soldier eyed her once more. " Spirited indeed." he said softly before giving out orders, "Take the two men and the boy to the army training base. As for the girl, a few nights in the dungeon should cool her down." With a flip of his hand in dismissal the men headed off.
* That's chapter one. There is more to come tell me what you think. I only asked for one thing don't bash me on the grammar. I already know I suck at it. *