Chapter 2
"What?" Eragon yelled, confusion racing through his mind.
"You'd better explain yourself boy. Where's your dragon?" Brom demanded.
"Hunting most likely. She was hungry," Leolynn replied casually.
"So it's a she? What's her name?"
"Crystalina."
"How did you learn to use magic? What's going on? Who are you really?"
"My name's Leolynn. My mother was Lloris. Both my parents perished in a fire when I was younger. I'm 16 years old now. My dragon...I found her egg when...my grandfather gave it to me. He told me that he fought many of the Empire for it. He was very good at magic but he almost died. He did die before it hatched. I lived with him in Teirm and he taught me a lot. He was a rider. I don't know much except that his dragon was killed in battle. He told me there were three other eggs. He said no one knew about the fourth so I had to keep a secret. My dragon hatched about a week after my grandfather died. That was this autumn. Naturally, when I saw another dragon I followed you in hopes to join you or at least find out what you know."
Brom looked at Leolynn in concentration, thinking about the story he just told. "Call your dragon then."
"She's hunting. Let her eat."
"Do you know magic?"
Leolynn instantly picked up on Brom probing his consciousness and put up a wall.
"You seem well trained if you have mastered such a difficult task as mental blocking. But is there something you are hiding from me?"
Leolynn forcedly lowered his defenses.
"Alright then, obviously you have good control over your magic. I'm guessing your grandfather gave you that sword too. You any good at using it?"
"Yes I am," Leolynn is being honest, not bragging.
"I don't see any reason not to trust you. If you wish to travel with us I must agree to let you because you are a rider just like Eragon. I don't think it would be wise to let you wander around by yourself."
"Thank you sir."
"Call me Brom."
"Okay Brom."
Eragon and Leolynn talk for a while, getting to know each other better and going over plans. Eragon decides it's nice to have someone like him to talk to.
