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DaAlCh Thank you thank you thank you for been my 50th reviewer!!! And yes, this is going to be a very interesting chapter indeed....
RandomInsaneElfStalker89 Yay! My story is awesome! I like your name by the way!
Aldawen Eldartari Yeah, I hate cliffies, but I like leaving them, they make the reader want more!
Fuji the Hobbit Nah, Brom's not creepy, he's one of my fave characters in this story (Legolas is my fave obviously!)
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Gilraen Felagund Thanks, I could have sworn it was gegwey ignasia though, oh well! Thanks for telling me, I will bare that in mind for up coming chapters!
Chapter 8 Leaving Carvahall
Eragon did not answer for a while then he said at last. "How did you find out about him?"
"You think I don't know an Elf when I see one? I saw him the night the Traders came, I saw him listening to my story in the crowd. I saw him leaving Carvahall with you after you came to my house that afternoon, I must say you did a very good job of keeping him hidden from the others," said Brom.
"He is my friend. I will explain later, we must get to the farm now," said Eragon shortly. Wait until he finds out about Gimli! He thought.
They followed the road until they reached the farm where Saphira, Legolas and Gimli waited. Upon seeing the Elf, Brom inclined his head and bowed slightly. Then he noticed Gimli as well. "A Dwarf?"
"Yes Brom this is Gimli," Eragon pointed at Gimli who nodded. "And Legolas. They are not from Alagaësia. But e will explain later. First I will see what I can find in the house that could be useful," Eragon sorted through the wreckage and retrieved his bow and quiver.
Brom was approaching Saphira. He bowed low to her. "Good Saphira!" he said.
I like him Saphira said to Eragon.
Anyone likes flattery Eragon replied. "I know a place in the wood where we can camp for tonight. We will be safe there, It is well hidden." He gathered the few things he had retrieved and tied them up in a bundle which he slung onto his shoulders. Brom hoisted his own pack onto his back and followed the boy into the forest. Legolas and Gimli followed behind.
After a while they came to a hidden clearing that Eragon had found when he had first came here. They built a fire and cooked some of the meat Eragon had stolen. He dished it out to Brom, Legolas and Gimli. When that had finished Brom took out his pipe and looked at Legolas.
"You said that these two are not from Alagaësia," he said. Then where are they from? No one has seen a Dwarf in years, and you would be very lucky to see an Elf."
"They are from a place called, erm... oh Legolas you explain," said Eragon.
"We are from a land called Arda, or in your tongue, Middle earth. Our ship got caught in a storm and we landed here," said Legolas keeping things brief. He did not yet trust this man.
"Where were you going?" asked Brom.
"To the Undying Lands," Legolas answered.
Brom asked no more questions. But Eragon needed some answers to some of his own questions. "How do you know so much? How did you know Legolas was an Elf? You said you yourself had never seen one. And how do you know so much about dragons and the Riders?"
"A question at a time boy! Now, as to my knowledge of Elves, there are such a thing as books you know. And I have knowledge of them form my travels. And as for your second question," Brom reached into his pack and pulled out a long abject. It was wrapped up, but when he started to unwrap it, it turner out to be a sword with a ruby set into the hilt and handed it to Eragon. "This once belonged to a Rider, the sword is called Zar'oc. You have it now it will be of more use to you than to me. When a Rider completes his training he was given a sword. The stone was the colour of the Rider's dragon. The swords were made by the Elves. They are eternally sharp and never stain, some Elven craftsmanship they keep secret," he glanced at Legolas who smirked. "Just ask your friend here."
Eragon handed the sword to Legolas. He felt the weight of it, it was quite light and was well made. "This is a good sword. The Elves that made this were skilled in their craft." He held it out for Saphira to look at. She touched it lightly and the surface of the balde rippled like water.
Eragon gazed on ion surprise. Legolas handed the sword back to him. "A dragon affects the things around it in strange ways. The Riders didn't know everything about their dragon. Many think that not even a dragon knows the full extent of their powers," Brom chuckled.
"How did you get the sword of a Rider?" Eragon asked.
"Questions! It's always questions with you boy! But many dangerous adventures got me that sword. But if you don't mind, that is a tale you must earn the privilege to hear," said Brom.
With that, Eragon rolled out his blankets, tossed some to Legolas and Gimli and settled himself down for the night. Legolas abandoned his blankets and swung himself up into the low branches of a tree. Brom watched his agility with interest before settling down himself. The Elf would come in very handy in times of trouble he thought.
Gimli rolled out his blankets and made to settle down. Then he said "Legolas, who shall be on watch?"
The Elf pointed to himself and bade the Dwarf goods night.
The next day Eragon set about making a saddle for Saphira so he could ride her without suffering any major injury as before. He laid out the leather on the ground and began to ponder what to do. Brom watched this and offered his help.
The old man worked all day on the saddle while Eragon sported his pack. Gimli sat with Saphira, smoking his pipe and watching them work. Legolas was sitting in the tree sorting through his arrows, making sure they were still fit to be used, he had a feeling he would have need of them in this journey.
When Brom had finished his hard day's labour, he fitted it onto Saphira, made a few adjustments then stood back to admire his hard work. "Well, what do you think?" he asked proudly.
"It is good," this comment came from Legolas, the very last person Brom expected to offer his opinion. The Elf was very quiet around him, though he was distant by nature, even more so with the old man.
In truth, Legolas was not entirely sure he trusted the man just yet. Not until he learnt more about him. and so Brom in turn, spoke little to him. Legolas wasn't who he thought he was at first, he wasn't even form Alagaësia.
Eragon prepared their dinner and they all sat around the fire to eat. "Will we leave tomorrow?" asked Gimli gobbling down his dinner.
"Well, there is no reason to stay," came Eragon's reply.
Then Brom spoke up. "We will need horses."
"You do, I have Saphira," said Eragon.
"But I doubt that there is a horse alive that could out run the speed a dragon flies at," said Gimli. "And I think it would be safer to stay together, I for one am unwilling to walk all the way to wherever we are going over what appears to be tough terrain."
"Some of it will be harsh and riding is much faster than walking. Saphira could not carry all of us," said Brom. "Though it will take longer to track the Raz'ac."
"The what?" said Eragon.
"Those strangers. They are called Raz'ac. And I know this for a fact, those things are not human," said Brom darkly.
"Eragon turned to Legolas who was sitting listening to the conversation quietly. "What do you think?"
"We need horses," was the simple reply.
"Fine, we'll get horses. But I don't have any money, neither do Legolas and Gimli. You will have to buy them," said Eragon.
"Good," said Brom satisfied. "Now, let's turn in. my old bones ache and it's late." Eragon put out the fire and they all lay down to rest. Legolas in his tree keeping watch as usual. The Elf found little need for sleep.
Dawn came grey and overcast with a cutting wind, the company prepared to leave. Saphira wore the saddle as they could not carry it and Eragon tied his new sword Zar'roc onto her back too.
The trees began to thin as they returned back to the wreckage of the farm that Eragon had once called home. He silently promised himself that he would one day return when things had been made safe again. With that the group headed south where there lay strange barbaric lands. Saphira flew off west towards the mountains and out of sight of even Legolas. The boy and the dragon could not spend as much time together now for fear of been seen.
The followed the Raz'ac tracks through the snow. Once out of Palancar Valley the road divided in several places ad it was uncertain which path the Raz'ac had taken, but they headed to Therinsford where they could buy horses.
Eragon and Brom talked for a while about dragons and their abilities, Eragon drinking in all the information he could get as Legolas and Gimli listened with interest.
When evening came, they were near Therinsford and the sky was darkening. They needed to find somewhere to camp for the night, they found a comfortable place and Saphira came down to join them as dinner was put on the fire.
After dinner, Brom sat by the fire whittling two long sticks one of which he threw to Eragon who caught it with surprise. "Defend yourself!" barked Brom standing up, his own stick in hand, Brom wanted to fight him? He got up an took his position, Gimli watched closely as did Legolas.
Brom charged suddenly swinging the stick, Eragon tried to block the attack but was too slow. Eragon tried time after time to strike Brom and time after time Brom managed to parry his blow and strike Eragon instead.
When they had finished Eragon flopped down on his blankets. Annoyed that he could not beat an old man. He tossed the stick aside. Legolas picked it up and stood up. Brom looked at him nervously, contemplating what the Elf would do.
"Come then Adan, let us see how good you really are," Legolas challenged.
Brom looked unsure. He would not normally have hesitated, but this was an Elf after all. Still, he would give it his best.
Legolas watched, anticipating the human's first move. Brom lunged forwards. Legolas blocked him easily. Brom struck again, but the Elf was too fast and easily parried the blow. The man was good yes, for a human. But not good enough for an Elf. Brom was tiring now, especially just after his fight with Eragon. Though he was determined. Legolas smirked. Eragon laughed and mentally reminded himself to give Legolas his deepest thanks.
After a few more misses and a blow to his back, Brom began to give up. Legolas sensing his weakness, took advantage of this. One more blow and the man would be down on his knees. The Elf showed no mercy as Brom had done with Eragon. He pushed him to the very brink of his skills. Finally, with one last blow to his legs to trip him Brom fell to the ground exhausted. His stick flew up into the air and Legolas caught it.
Brom just lay there. Legolas dropped the sticks and knelt beside him to help him up. "You're good," was the human's verdict. "How long did it take you to learn to fight like that?" asked Brom panting. "I've never seen moves like that before."
"Not long," answered Legolas. "But I have had many chances to put them into effect. And I am considerably older than you."
"Ah yes, I meant to ask you about that. Exactly how old are you?" said Brom.
"He's 2931," this was Eragon. A bright smile lit up his face.
Brom's eyes lit up. "Ah, I see what you mean. Just a bit older then," Brom chuckled as Legolas helped him to his blankets.
A silent understanding passed between the Elf and the human that night. Legolas sat with Brom by the fire talking while Gimli and Eragon discussed the fight between Brom and Legolas enthusiastically.
"I know you must be hard on the boy so he may learn, but perhaps offer him a few tips before throwing him in at the deep end and humiliating him," Legolas said.
"I know, but I wanted to see his abilities. Anyway, you have just completely humiliated me!" said Brom.
"I did, didn't I?" said Legolas a look of satisfaction on his face. "Eragon has become my friend, I will protect him anyway I can."
"I understand," said Brom.
"if you wish, I can teach him. I have more experience than you and if he is trained in the fighting style of the Elves he will stand a better chance of winning against his opponent," Legolas offered.
"I suppose we could give that a go. What do you say boy?" Brom called over to Eragon who looked up. "Would you like your friend here to teach you the Elven ways of fighting?"
"I'd love that!" Eragon replied giving Legolas a huge grin. Taught to fight by an elf, and he thought that been in the presence of one was a big privilege!
"It's settled then!" said Brom. "Now I think it is time for sleep."
2You will teach the boy Elf?" Legolas and Gimli were talking quietly. Eragon and brom were asleep.
"Yes, I shall teach him all that I can. But only things which are within his ability though," answered Legolas.
"You will need a lot of patience!" said Gimli.
"He is a fast learner, tomorrow we go to Therinsford for horses, if what Brom says is true these plains are harsh, we will have horses yes, but the boy need to be able to defend himself well enough. We are experienced warriors Gimli, we would do well to pass on some of our skills," said Legolas.
"I suppose you're right, as usual! So be it, but now enough talk! It is late and I crave sleep!" with that the Dwarf rolled over onto his blankets and was soon snoring softly. Legolas put out the fire and climbed into a tree.
A/N Ok people, go review please and I will get the next chapter up as soon as I can!
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DaAlCh Thank you thank you thank you for been my 50th reviewer!!! And yes, this is going to be a very interesting chapter indeed....
RandomInsaneElfStalker89 Yay! My story is awesome! I like your name by the way!
Aldawen Eldartari Yeah, I hate cliffies, but I like leaving them, they make the reader want more!
Fuji the Hobbit Nah, Brom's not creepy, he's one of my fave characters in this story (Legolas is my fave obviously!)
Dishrag1313 yay! Another funny review, I love funny reviews! But Eragon is a greedy little thing isn't he?
Gilraen Felagund Thanks, I could have sworn it was gegwey ignasia though, oh well! Thanks for telling me, I will bare that in mind for up coming chapters!
Chapter 8 Leaving Carvahall
Eragon did not answer for a while then he said at last. "How did you find out about him?"
"You think I don't know an Elf when I see one? I saw him the night the Traders came, I saw him listening to my story in the crowd. I saw him leaving Carvahall with you after you came to my house that afternoon, I must say you did a very good job of keeping him hidden from the others," said Brom.
"He is my friend. I will explain later, we must get to the farm now," said Eragon shortly. Wait until he finds out about Gimli! He thought.
They followed the road until they reached the farm where Saphira, Legolas and Gimli waited. Upon seeing the Elf, Brom inclined his head and bowed slightly. Then he noticed Gimli as well. "A Dwarf?"
"Yes Brom this is Gimli," Eragon pointed at Gimli who nodded. "And Legolas. They are not from Alagaësia. But e will explain later. First I will see what I can find in the house that could be useful," Eragon sorted through the wreckage and retrieved his bow and quiver.
Brom was approaching Saphira. He bowed low to her. "Good Saphira!" he said.
I like him Saphira said to Eragon.
Anyone likes flattery Eragon replied. "I know a place in the wood where we can camp for tonight. We will be safe there, It is well hidden." He gathered the few things he had retrieved and tied them up in a bundle which he slung onto his shoulders. Brom hoisted his own pack onto his back and followed the boy into the forest. Legolas and Gimli followed behind.
After a while they came to a hidden clearing that Eragon had found when he had first came here. They built a fire and cooked some of the meat Eragon had stolen. He dished it out to Brom, Legolas and Gimli. When that had finished Brom took out his pipe and looked at Legolas.
"You said that these two are not from Alagaësia," he said. Then where are they from? No one has seen a Dwarf in years, and you would be very lucky to see an Elf."
"They are from a place called, erm... oh Legolas you explain," said Eragon.
"We are from a land called Arda, or in your tongue, Middle earth. Our ship got caught in a storm and we landed here," said Legolas keeping things brief. He did not yet trust this man.
"Where were you going?" asked Brom.
"To the Undying Lands," Legolas answered.
Brom asked no more questions. But Eragon needed some answers to some of his own questions. "How do you know so much? How did you know Legolas was an Elf? You said you yourself had never seen one. And how do you know so much about dragons and the Riders?"
"A question at a time boy! Now, as to my knowledge of Elves, there are such a thing as books you know. And I have knowledge of them form my travels. And as for your second question," Brom reached into his pack and pulled out a long abject. It was wrapped up, but when he started to unwrap it, it turner out to be a sword with a ruby set into the hilt and handed it to Eragon. "This once belonged to a Rider, the sword is called Zar'oc. You have it now it will be of more use to you than to me. When a Rider completes his training he was given a sword. The stone was the colour of the Rider's dragon. The swords were made by the Elves. They are eternally sharp and never stain, some Elven craftsmanship they keep secret," he glanced at Legolas who smirked. "Just ask your friend here."
Eragon handed the sword to Legolas. He felt the weight of it, it was quite light and was well made. "This is a good sword. The Elves that made this were skilled in their craft." He held it out for Saphira to look at. She touched it lightly and the surface of the balde rippled like water.
Eragon gazed on ion surprise. Legolas handed the sword back to him. "A dragon affects the things around it in strange ways. The Riders didn't know everything about their dragon. Many think that not even a dragon knows the full extent of their powers," Brom chuckled.
"How did you get the sword of a Rider?" Eragon asked.
"Questions! It's always questions with you boy! But many dangerous adventures got me that sword. But if you don't mind, that is a tale you must earn the privilege to hear," said Brom.
With that, Eragon rolled out his blankets, tossed some to Legolas and Gimli and settled himself down for the night. Legolas abandoned his blankets and swung himself up into the low branches of a tree. Brom watched his agility with interest before settling down himself. The Elf would come in very handy in times of trouble he thought.
Gimli rolled out his blankets and made to settle down. Then he said "Legolas, who shall be on watch?"
The Elf pointed to himself and bade the Dwarf goods night.
The next day Eragon set about making a saddle for Saphira so he could ride her without suffering any major injury as before. He laid out the leather on the ground and began to ponder what to do. Brom watched this and offered his help.
The old man worked all day on the saddle while Eragon sported his pack. Gimli sat with Saphira, smoking his pipe and watching them work. Legolas was sitting in the tree sorting through his arrows, making sure they were still fit to be used, he had a feeling he would have need of them in this journey.
When Brom had finished his hard day's labour, he fitted it onto Saphira, made a few adjustments then stood back to admire his hard work. "Well, what do you think?" he asked proudly.
"It is good," this comment came from Legolas, the very last person Brom expected to offer his opinion. The Elf was very quiet around him, though he was distant by nature, even more so with the old man.
In truth, Legolas was not entirely sure he trusted the man just yet. Not until he learnt more about him. and so Brom in turn, spoke little to him. Legolas wasn't who he thought he was at first, he wasn't even form Alagaësia.
Eragon prepared their dinner and they all sat around the fire to eat. "Will we leave tomorrow?" asked Gimli gobbling down his dinner.
"Well, there is no reason to stay," came Eragon's reply.
Then Brom spoke up. "We will need horses."
"You do, I have Saphira," said Eragon.
"But I doubt that there is a horse alive that could out run the speed a dragon flies at," said Gimli. "And I think it would be safer to stay together, I for one am unwilling to walk all the way to wherever we are going over what appears to be tough terrain."
"Some of it will be harsh and riding is much faster than walking. Saphira could not carry all of us," said Brom. "Though it will take longer to track the Raz'ac."
"The what?" said Eragon.
"Those strangers. They are called Raz'ac. And I know this for a fact, those things are not human," said Brom darkly.
"Eragon turned to Legolas who was sitting listening to the conversation quietly. "What do you think?"
"We need horses," was the simple reply.
"Fine, we'll get horses. But I don't have any money, neither do Legolas and Gimli. You will have to buy them," said Eragon.
"Good," said Brom satisfied. "Now, let's turn in. my old bones ache and it's late." Eragon put out the fire and they all lay down to rest. Legolas in his tree keeping watch as usual. The Elf found little need for sleep.
Dawn came grey and overcast with a cutting wind, the company prepared to leave. Saphira wore the saddle as they could not carry it and Eragon tied his new sword Zar'roc onto her back too.
The trees began to thin as they returned back to the wreckage of the farm that Eragon had once called home. He silently promised himself that he would one day return when things had been made safe again. With that the group headed south where there lay strange barbaric lands. Saphira flew off west towards the mountains and out of sight of even Legolas. The boy and the dragon could not spend as much time together now for fear of been seen.
The followed the Raz'ac tracks through the snow. Once out of Palancar Valley the road divided in several places ad it was uncertain which path the Raz'ac had taken, but they headed to Therinsford where they could buy horses.
Eragon and Brom talked for a while about dragons and their abilities, Eragon drinking in all the information he could get as Legolas and Gimli listened with interest.
When evening came, they were near Therinsford and the sky was darkening. They needed to find somewhere to camp for the night, they found a comfortable place and Saphira came down to join them as dinner was put on the fire.
After dinner, Brom sat by the fire whittling two long sticks one of which he threw to Eragon who caught it with surprise. "Defend yourself!" barked Brom standing up, his own stick in hand, Brom wanted to fight him? He got up an took his position, Gimli watched closely as did Legolas.
Brom charged suddenly swinging the stick, Eragon tried to block the attack but was too slow. Eragon tried time after time to strike Brom and time after time Brom managed to parry his blow and strike Eragon instead.
When they had finished Eragon flopped down on his blankets. Annoyed that he could not beat an old man. He tossed the stick aside. Legolas picked it up and stood up. Brom looked at him nervously, contemplating what the Elf would do.
"Come then Adan, let us see how good you really are," Legolas challenged.
Brom looked unsure. He would not normally have hesitated, but this was an Elf after all. Still, he would give it his best.
Legolas watched, anticipating the human's first move. Brom lunged forwards. Legolas blocked him easily. Brom struck again, but the Elf was too fast and easily parried the blow. The man was good yes, for a human. But not good enough for an Elf. Brom was tiring now, especially just after his fight with Eragon. Though he was determined. Legolas smirked. Eragon laughed and mentally reminded himself to give Legolas his deepest thanks.
After a few more misses and a blow to his back, Brom began to give up. Legolas sensing his weakness, took advantage of this. One more blow and the man would be down on his knees. The Elf showed no mercy as Brom had done with Eragon. He pushed him to the very brink of his skills. Finally, with one last blow to his legs to trip him Brom fell to the ground exhausted. His stick flew up into the air and Legolas caught it.
Brom just lay there. Legolas dropped the sticks and knelt beside him to help him up. "You're good," was the human's verdict. "How long did it take you to learn to fight like that?" asked Brom panting. "I've never seen moves like that before."
"Not long," answered Legolas. "But I have had many chances to put them into effect. And I am considerably older than you."
"Ah yes, I meant to ask you about that. Exactly how old are you?" said Brom.
"He's 2931," this was Eragon. A bright smile lit up his face.
Brom's eyes lit up. "Ah, I see what you mean. Just a bit older then," Brom chuckled as Legolas helped him to his blankets.
A silent understanding passed between the Elf and the human that night. Legolas sat with Brom by the fire talking while Gimli and Eragon discussed the fight between Brom and Legolas enthusiastically.
"I know you must be hard on the boy so he may learn, but perhaps offer him a few tips before throwing him in at the deep end and humiliating him," Legolas said.
"I know, but I wanted to see his abilities. Anyway, you have just completely humiliated me!" said Brom.
"I did, didn't I?" said Legolas a look of satisfaction on his face. "Eragon has become my friend, I will protect him anyway I can."
"I understand," said Brom.
"if you wish, I can teach him. I have more experience than you and if he is trained in the fighting style of the Elves he will stand a better chance of winning against his opponent," Legolas offered.
"I suppose we could give that a go. What do you say boy?" Brom called over to Eragon who looked up. "Would you like your friend here to teach you the Elven ways of fighting?"
"I'd love that!" Eragon replied giving Legolas a huge grin. Taught to fight by an elf, and he thought that been in the presence of one was a big privilege!
"It's settled then!" said Brom. "Now I think it is time for sleep."
2You will teach the boy Elf?" Legolas and Gimli were talking quietly. Eragon and brom were asleep.
"Yes, I shall teach him all that I can. But only things which are within his ability though," answered Legolas.
"You will need a lot of patience!" said Gimli.
"He is a fast learner, tomorrow we go to Therinsford for horses, if what Brom says is true these plains are harsh, we will have horses yes, but the boy need to be able to defend himself well enough. We are experienced warriors Gimli, we would do well to pass on some of our skills," said Legolas.
"I suppose you're right, as usual! So be it, but now enough talk! It is late and I crave sleep!" with that the Dwarf rolled over onto his blankets and was soon snoring softly. Legolas put out the fire and climbed into a tree.
A/N Ok people, go review please and I will get the next chapter up as soon as I can!
Peace
Lolly pop