This is my first story so be kind.

Thoron

He ran down the grassy hills and took a mighty leap off the dock into the water. The water sent a cool chill down his body; the water was brisk in the morning. Thoron climbed out of the large body of water, Tudosten. He sat down on the dock and watched the schools of fish swim by. He was very cheery today; he knew his time was coming. He had dreamt that he would become one of the glorious dragon riders, but he had to be patient.

Thoron was 14 years with an eye for adventure. He had long brown hair, with bangs that covered his greyish green eyes. He was tall and had the build of a farmer's boy, but then again he was a farmer's boy. He his father and mother lived in Furnost on a small acreage, where they mostly lived off selling corn.

It was 50 years after the legend Eragon had scared off Galbatorix. Now there were dragon riders all over. Galbatorix had fled when Eragon and the army of elves had conquered his kingdom. Galbatorix had fled to the spine when all was lost. Riders till this day search for him, but he has never been found.

Now only once a year eggs are brought from Ellesmera so new riders can be chosen and start there training. The chosen ones are brought to Ellesmera to be trained with discipline and skill. You had to be at least 7 to be chosen and you couldn't be older then 14 years. When you have completed your training you are presented with a specially made sword and armour for both you and your dragon from the elves and are transferred to Vroengard to begin life as a rider.

This was Thoron's last year at having a chance at becoming a rider. The ceremonies were only a few days away, he was so excited. He rushed home for supper; they had meatloaf and corn on the comb. It was delicious. Thoron ate like a pig, shoving all his food down his mouth at once. "Thoron!" Loth said "You will choke and die, now slow down." Thoron's mother passed him a cutting knife and he started chewing his meat respectably. Loth was Thoron's mother her name meant blossom in Elvin, Thoron's name meant Eagle in Elvin and Thoron's fathers name Sigil meant dagger. "So son, are you prepared for the choosing ceremonies?" asked Sigil. "Yes father, I can't wait!" responded Thoron.

A couple of days passed and Thoron packed his suitcase. You had to be ready because if you were chosen you would immediately be shipped out to Ellesmera. He made sure he packed his leathers that his father got for him and his cotton robe that his mother had made him, he also brought along his hunting knife, His bow and the few arrows he had and a small medallion with a silver chain passed down from generations, it had a picture of a dragon laced in gold. Supposedly it held a certain magic value.