Thanks to joaly999 and Belsan815 for being my first reviewers!
Grover and Murtagh stepped out of the car and started walking up a large hill when Murtagh noticed a small dragon sitting under a tree. Extending his mind toward it, he was surprised to find not the vast and unnerving consciousness he was used to, but instead dull thoughts, similar to a horse.
"Grover," he asked. "Has some sort of illness befallen your dragon?"
"Oh, you can see him." Grover replied. "And, and you passed the boundary." Then he muttered "why is it always me who has to find these big ones." They entered a large, blue building where Grover left Murtagh to speak with a man in a wheelchair in another room. Casting a spell to enhance his hearing, Murtagh heard them.
"I don't know what he is Chiron, I've never felt anything like him before. I can smell so much power, but he is obviously not a monster, god, or godling."
"Have you asked him if he knows? Perhaps I should speak with him, hm?"
Chiron rose and walked back to Murtagh. "Child, have you ever noticed that you can do things that others cannot?" he asked.
"Like what" replied Murtagh suspiciously.
"Special control over…things. Child, the fact is we believe you to be related to one of the gods."
"The gods? Are you, are all of these people here gods?" Though Murtagh had never believed in the gods in Alagaesia, he was unsure of how the supernatural were treated in this new land.
"The general population of the world? Of course not! But the people here, the people in this camp, we are all related one way or another to the Greek gods. Can you understand that? And do you know who your parents were?"
"I suppose," said Murtagh, "this is no stranger than what I used to know. As for my parents, you cannot have that information." Though Chiron persuaded, Murtagh was adamant to keep this knowledge secret. Because of the obvious power in Murtagh, Chiron consented to house the Rider in one of smaller cabins used by the rare adult teachers who would pass through. First though, he was taken on a tour of the facilities.
"So you've seen the Amphitheater, the Dining Hall, the Stables, and the Arena. Now I'll show you the camper cabins. Each one is related to a specific god." Said Grover. "Most of the cabins are nice, but stay away from the Ares kids. Also, the Hermes guys will probably try to pull a prank on you, so watch out. Anyway, I think we should go eat now."
Murtagh walked by himself to the dining hall, and sat alone at an nonspecific table. He ignored the stares, remembering the worse mutterings that he heard from both the Varden and Galbatorix's court. Then, he saw the girls. He had seen many beautiful wives among the nobles, and of course Nasuada, but these girls, they were just…amazing. There was a table of blonde haired, gray eyed, girls and boys, a table full of beautiful, if a bit slutty, girls, and one redhead sitting at the head table. But the girl who really caught his eye was sitting at the head of a table of only girls. She wore a regal expression and a tiara upon her black hair. He followed the campers to a fire where they wasted some food for unknown reasons. As he walked past her table, he heard her name…Zoe.