Finally an Idea!

"Little problem? Did he just call King Galbatorix a little problem?" Queen Islanzadi hissed as her face grew hot. Arya, and Blodgarm both looked unnerved and annoyed but Eragon just seemed confused. Allanon's dark cloaked shape had disappeared easily in the shadows, and with him out of the question the elves turned upon the three left behind.

"I'm sure that he didn't mean it like that." Flick stammered shifting under the piercing stares of the elves. Menion scoffed, and rolled his eyes at his friend's statement.

"Come off it Flick. He meant exactly what he said."

"But…" Flick paused uneasily.

"Then he must have some plan." Arya frowned as she spoke. Shea shrugged and turned to Flick and Menion hoping for some shred of good news. Flick and Menion shared a look.

"I doubt it." Menion was blunt, his feud with Allanon saving him from having to act polite.

"He hasn't mentioned anything." Flick cut in quickly, glaring at Menion. Shea took pity on his brother.

"Although that's not anything new. Allanon never tells more than he thinks you need to know." Shea said. Queen Islanzadi looked affronted and seemed about to speak but Menion cut her off.

"Allanon is just Allanon. If you have a problem with him, talk to him not us." Menion said. There was a tense silence between the two groups. Flick glanced around the clearing searching for something to ease the tension. His eyes fell upon the charred bodies of the creatures.

"I say Shea. What were those?" He asked. Menion's eyes lit up and he moved closer to one of the creature's in order to see it better. Eragon walked to stand beside Menion to see the creature too.

The body of the creature was mutilated and almost charred beyond recognition. Leathery wings were twisted and bent at odd angles, and the beaked faces were frozen in grotesque expressions. Similarly gruesome corpses were scattered all around the bonfire.

"I don't recognize them could they be related to the skull bearers?" Menion asked. Shea frowned down at the corpses and shrugged.

"They look like lethrblaka or ra'zac but I killed the last of those." Eragon muttered.

"It doesn't really matter. What matters is our fight with Galbatorix." Islanzadi cried still upset. Menion, Shea, and Flick shared an exasperated glance.

"We'll talk about it tomorrow. That's what Allanon said, so we just have to believe him." Flick said finally, and the three of them hurried away whispering amongst themselves. Islanzadi stared after them before leaving with Blodgarm leaving, Arya and Eragon alone.

"How curious…" Arya murmured as she watched them leave. Eragon frowned puzzled.

"What do you mean?" Eragon asked.

"It's just, the druid Allanon, acts as though he has all the answers. But… he can't can he? He doesn't belong here." Arya was frowning too.

"He must be confident that he can find the answers then." Eragon decided. The druid did not seem worried overmuch about Galbatorix, so he had to have a plan.

Eragon? Are you alright? Saphira asked suddenly, making her appearance as she landed in the clearing. Her nostrils flared as she took in the scent of the dead creatures. What has happened little one?

"We were attacked by these creatures, and saved by Shea and his friends." Eragon explained.

So he found his friend, and brother. Saphira hummed happily. Eragon chuckled.

"He also introduced us to a druid, Allanon." Arya said.

The dark cloaked one? Saphira asked.

"Yes…but how did you know that Saphira?" Eragon was surprised. Saphira hummed deeply, amused.

I saw him walking. He is powerful; I can sense the magic in him.

"Maybe he will be able to help us find a way to defeat Galbatorix." Arya said.

Eragon, I have an idea! I think I know how we can find the Rock of Kuthian and the Vault of Souls. Saphira exclaimed.

"What? How?" Eragon asked excitedly.

We can use Shea's seeking stones to find its location. Saphira explained. Eragon smiled, it seemed that they were making progress after all.

"We can tell them of our plan tomorrow, and ask Shea to use the elf stones." Eragon decided.

"Well, then I look forward to tomorrow. Good night Eragon." Arya bid her goodbyes, and departed. Eragon and Saphira spent the night together, mulling over the argument for tomorrow.