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Also I tried using different POV's so plz give me feedback on that and anything else.
Chapter 3
envoy POV
walking into the claustrophobically small room he saw first of all the needlessly massive throne and on it looking rather full of herself, nasuada, next to her was the grimstnzborith, Orik, obviously their to verify the two rings he carried as dwarven. On the other side was the princess of the elves, arya, also looking full of herself, he waved his hand and his guards split to take up agreed defensive locations around the room, only then did he get a good look around the room, as he had suspected, the room was very sparse and he could detect the rustle of armour from around the room, he could only presume that it was the night-hawks keeping guard of nasuada. He slowly and carefully manoeuvred his way around the table and held out his hand for her to shake.
As the assassin came near nasuada she became slightly nervous, she like everyone else had heard about their legendary abilities in killing and then disappearing like they had never been there. The envoy however pulled out his and offered it to her for her to shake, she was slightly nervous and imagined that he would stab her in the side and then jump out of the window, so she gingerly took and shook it, he didn't as she'd feared crush her hand and stab her, but his grip was strong, in fact she could barely match it.
"hello, nasuada" the voice was slippery, much like the assassin but it was also calm and slightly uncollected, almost like he wasn't quite aware of here he was, she also noted that it was not very deep, high and wittery compared to voice of roran.
"hello...?"
"NightRise"
"nightrise" she asked incredulously, then she remembered her manners
"well Mr. nightrise" at this point he grinned, revealing slightly discoloured teeth and she frowned
"it's my jacket" he said as a way of explanation
"jacket?"
"jacket, call sign, nickname, whatever you want to call it, something that hides my name, it makes it easier"
"oh"
"oh indeed, but carry on regardless"
"well. Mr... nightrise, you have come to the Varden in the capacity of a diplomatic envoy from the assassins guild, while we have no reason to doubt your claim we would just like Orik to look at these rings"
"certainly, he pulled off a band of silvery metal with the emblem of the assassins guild, two daggers stained in blood and pulled anther, this time the band was of pure black and the emblem was slightly larger, he put them on the table and Orik picked up the first and took a good look at it
"well...the metal is almost certainly heimcalvors and the emblem is that of the assassins guild, just a minute" he called one of his guards and talked in a low tone for a second before the other dwarf nodded and walked into the warren of passages, he came back in just under a minute with what looked like a circular piece of glass set in a band of metal, Orik took it and held it over the inside of ring before nodding and handing the piece of glass back to the dwarf "it also has the clan crest of the durgrimst ingeitum so that proves that one is from us, the other, however well I have never" "that's elven" arya came into the conversation " the metal is brightsteel and the crest is of elven make" she turned on the envoy "how did you get the brightsteel?" "rhunon, how else?" "but then, why did she give it to you?" "one of our elven assassin's did a 'job' for her" "elven?" in a flash she had pinned him against the wall, of course he hadn't been stock still for that but elves are really fast versus humans no matter what training, but instead of the usual getting scared by the immortal warrior that wants to kill me, he smiled and in the blink of an eye he was back on the the other side of the table and she was slumped on the floor with blood poring out of a stab wound in her side. Eragon rushed to her side and began healing the wound with a quick spell before advancing on the envoy with brisingr drawn, the envoy smiled and drew his own jet black sword, just before he could Eragon lunged at him with unnatural speed, the envoy stepped to one side but Eragons had expected that and brought his sword around intending to take his head off, by this time the envoy had drew his sword and brought it down on brisingr and used it as a springboard to jump over Eragon before twirling around but brisingr was there to stop it, the envoy's sword, no matter how good was not strong enough against a rider's sword so he hit it and twirled around again and ducking at the same time, then doing something very low, hitting Eragon in the groin this had an immediate effect on Eragon, he was used to having armour on and so the feeling immediately overpowered him, he fell to the floor and almost lost his grip on brisingr, the envoy stood up and pointed his sword at Eragon's neck and smiled again, with a sharp wave of his other hand the guards came over and picked him up
"do not...tempt me child, stand before us and you will die" the other people stood in shock, except for the night-hawks, who charged froward weapons drawn, ready to destroy those Theresa dared attack Eragon Shadeslayer
"fire at will" the guards turned on the spot and daggers shot out of their sleeves killing 5 of the nighthawks instantly, the others came down in a flurry of intricate swordplay. The envoy stood up and eyed the nighthawks dispassionately before turning to Nasuada
"well, it looks like you need new guards"
AN if Arya is OOC I'm sorry but this chapter wrote itself, I hope this is the sort of action you want, I know that the daggers are from assassin's creed but they rely on springs not gunpowder and are rewindable, to answer those questions. plz review I need to know if ppl like it.