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After the fight Gomer was confronted by Arya and Eragon, who Gomer noticed had a new sword.
I hope he does not wish to test me was all Gomer thought when Eragon grabbed his arms.
"Are you mad?," He asked, "You fought an elf, your lucky you are unharmed."
"Do you really think of the elves so highly?" Gomer asked in a strange tone, thinking back to his time with the Darkmoon. He had fought against and with the group for a while. He was banished from it for killing its leader Gwynevere, who he had been manipulated by into killing a innocent human. Eragon's tone remimded him of the followers.
"He is right," Said Arya shattering Gomers thought, "If he hadn't held back he would have killed you."
"Kill me? He would fail again like the last time, only this time he would be dead with a axe in his face." He told the elf who just looked at him in surprise.
She didn't know? Gomer thought But why would her own allies not tell her of their plans? Gomer thought to himself.
"What do you mean?" Eragon asked, "What do you mean that the elves attacked you?"
"When we first got back, after your meeting with the queen. I was investigating a pain in my head that seemed to be caused by the elves." He answerd.
"But why did they attack?" Arya asked the warrior who merely shrugged.
"I do not know, but I think that something I said might have told them I ment them harm." Gomer told the elf.
Eager to move away from the conversation he told them of his duel, leaving out that he was holding back.
"You are still mad," Eragon told the chosen undead, "I'm glad you are on our side." He said with a grin.
"Yes, but now I must move on. See you when the sun rises." He said bidding them farewell. As he walked he pondered he situation.
In good standing with the Rider, poor standing with a species of beings who are like black knights in a smaller form, and a unkown situation with the quenn. I have been busy havn't I He thought to himself as he entered the main tent of Nusuadia.
"You fought well." She said when she came in.
"You could have told me that you were interested in the way the elf fought. I would have made it longer." He told his new leader.
"I must know why? Why would you fight a elf?" She asked the chosen undead who merely nidded his head.
"I did it to prove my skill." He lied to the varden leader.
"You did prove it," She said in a fixed tone, "I hereby enter you into the varden."
Gomer merely nodded again and walked out of the ten.
He will be a valuable ally indeed She thought.
Gomer kept walking until he met up with Elva, who was sitting at a table thinking to herself. She jumped when he sat down.
"How are you child?" He asked.
"I am not a child," She told him coldly, "But I am fine."
"Good," Gomer told the strange being in front of him, "I am sure that you know what I told Eragon?"
"Yes." She replied.
"Do you wish to know why?" He asked.
"Yes I can usually tell reasons for deeds but for you I feel…nothing. You fell dead." She told the chosen undead who merely laughed.
"That is closer than the truth, but that is a tale for another day. The reason I told Eregon what I did was because me and you are more simaler than you think. I know of what a curse can do." He told the child before leaving her stunned.
He returned to his tent where he slept.
The next day
Gomer awoke to three blast of a horn…
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