I admit, a few of the chapters I made suck. Which is why I'm going to write this. I know I made many mistakes on dialogue and I WILL FIX THEM. Thanks, I hope you like this chapter. Oh yeah, No names on chapters from now on. I will change a lot of writing strategies I use, maybe even my style.
Chapter 9
It was a depressing evening for Eragon. He always worried about his students. Especially when he sent them away. It didn't help the fear that was gnawing and him like an animal that something was going to happen to Ismira or Erin when Ismira scried him later using the mirror in Eragon's room and told him that Erin had been wounded. He had to bite back a string of curses.
"How did this happen," asked Eragon? He was pretty sure they could see the frustration in his face.
"Well, we were fighting the riders and…,"
"Wait, wait, wait, riders? Maybe you should start from the beginning," said Eragon interrupting Ismira. And so she told him, of the incident. "WHAT! There from Alalëa! That's Impossible," said Eragon.
"Well that's what he said, he said it again in the ancient language so he wasn't lying," said Ismira. Alalëa was were the elves came from.
"This is indeed grave new, first Galbatorix and now riders that want to capture Alagaesia. This is indeed a grave time," he whispered.
"Tell you what, wait where you are and I'll come get you and…," Eragon couldn't finish because at that moment, a man walked in.
"Lord Eragon, there is a disturbance in the market, it seems unnatural," the man said.
"I shall be there at once," He turned around" Sorry Ismira, just hang in there I shall be back. Just hang on," He turned his back on Ismira and ended the spell. He started running to the market.
Ismira knew he didn't have much time. She had just found out that the arrow was not only magic, it was also poisoned. She knew her uncle said he would come but she knew he wouldn't get here in time. Erin started mumbling, she realized after a while that he was mumbling her name. Did he fancy her?
He's an elf Ismira. Said Nlai.
Murtagh was depressed coming to Ilirea, he was always uncomfortable whenever he was within 5 leagues of one of Nasuada's descendents. He was pretty sure Nasuada told her decedents about what had happened between them, then he left.
Don't trouble over it Murtagh, she was mortal anyway said Thorn trying to comfort him. Murtagh remained silent. He was pondering what to do next when Eragon ran passed him, then turned back around to see him.
"Come, there is a disturbance at the market," said Eragon.
"Couldn't the soldiers take care of this threat," asked Murtagh?
"'Not this one," Eragon said.
There was a man standing in the middle of the market. The riders circled him.
"Who are you," yelled Marie?
"I am an assassin hired to kill him," the man said pointing to him. All the riders looked at Eragon.
"Keep your eyes on the enemy," He said never taking his eyes off of the threat. They all turned around to stare back at him.
"This is your leader! He does not look as if can even fight," said the man! The man pulled out his sword and so did Eragon. They engaged in battle, none of the other riders made a sound. Despite winning against Arya so quickly, one of the lessons he had learned was that to never underestimate your opponent. The man was a skilled opponent, the moment the battle commenced he flanked right and then tried to stab him. Eragon was just as fast and saw the change of position and turned to block the strike. Then they each began a series of complicated blows. Each one the other one blocked and they never got more than a few feet away then each other. After going on like that for a few minutes he looked upon him as he had looked upon dozens of opponents and tried to see the reason he was fighting. His face revealed doubt and that he was worried. What are you worried he thought. He then flanked around and jumped, he landed right behind the man and stabbed him through the stomach as he had Murtagh 99 years ago. Behind him, Murtagh flinched. Then the man did something unexpected, he cast a spell, it was a spell that went around all of his ward and he had only heard of from the eldunari. There was no defense, He did the only thing he could to stop the killing attack, he said the memory spell not even caring to say it in the ancient language and after that said the name of names.
The man looked at Eragon and said."Alagaesia and Alalëa are at war."
Eragon stabbed him through the heart.
That was one of the best chapters I made. Review if you think that the dialogue was much better. And should I keep the POV's on Eragon or other characters. I think this was a great chapter. Review. Also, do u want to see more dragons?
