Inheritance III: The
Third Rider
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Chapter
Two
Argetdail
Eragon opened his eyes. He was inside his tent, with no idea how he had gotten there. He rolled over to his side. His body was aching. He would have jumped if he was not so tired, when he saw that Roran was sitting next to him. "What is the matter?" he said, weakly. Roran put a finger to his lips, and Eragon went quiet.
"You have been asleep for a week since you healed that ... girl." Eraon stared awkwardly at Roran. He knew he had made everyone worried. "As soon as you reached the tent, you went unconcious," continued Roran. Eragon sighed. Then, Saphira chose that moment to shove her head through the tent's entrance. How are you little one? she said, touching Eragon's cheek with the tip of her snout. You had everyone worried.
Eragon suddenly felt guilty. I am sorry, Saphira, he said, uneasily. She knew he was speaking the truth, as it was told in the ancient language.
Do not worry, little one. She took one last look at him, before making her way out of the tent. Eragon looked at Roran.
"I still have another promise to fulfill," he muttered quietly. "We will fly to Helgrind as soon as I can." Roran nodded gratefully.
Eragon needed another two weeks to heal. It certainly took a lot to undo anything spoken in the ancient language. He was visited by a few people during that time, including Arya and Nasuada. Once, Nasuada brought Elva with her, surprising Eragon by presenting her as an infant, although she still had that mark on her forehead. "When she grows she will have the intellect of a dragon," he had said, gravely. As for Arya, she had come only once to check on his health and inform him that she would be leaving to Ellesméra in due time. He was surprised because he did not seem the least bit affected by this. I wonder, he thought, and wished her a safe journey. She widened her eyes slightly, before thanking him and leaving his tent. What was that about? sniggered Saphira. He knew that he did not have to answer that question, and so simply returned to sleep.
Once the two weeks were over, he left his tent, wandering about the camp. He was surprised to find that the Varden's camp was active, as the soldiers began to remove their tents. They were preparing to leave. Nasuada approached him, smiling slightly at the fact that he was up. "How are you now, Shadeslayer?"
"Better," he replied. She smiled more and then continued.
"Now that you are up and about, I would like to inform you that spellweavers from Du Weldenvarden have arrived, yesterday," said Nasuada. "I was also told that they had a certain something in their possession that they would like to give to you." She winked before giving him directions to their tent. Eragon was feeling thrilled that he would talk with elves again. He made his way towards the tent, and saw that the elves have not started to unpack. He then figured out that they could just unpack by using magic, and so it was not too important.
He walked swiftly into the camp, the elves looked at him and placed two fingers on their lips, muttering courtesies in the ancient language. Eragon smiled and answered in the correct way. After that was done they introduced themselves to him. "My name is Edoc'sil," said a blue haired elf. He apparently had control over his fellow elves. "This is Osthato," (a silver haired elf with green eyes)"and this is Data," (an elf that had crimson eyes and black hair) "and Luzu." (a cheerful blue-eyed elf).
Eragon bowed to each in turn. "Eragon Shadeslayer, a pleasure it is meeting you," he said.
"We are placed under your leadership, Argetlam," Edoc'sil acknowledged. "We shall follow you wherever you choose to go. Now, I must ask, what are your plans for now?"
Eragon nodded sadly. "I will be heading out to Dras-Leona, where I plan to kill the Ra'zac," he said. "I have made a promise."
Edoc'sil smiled. "At last we shall rid ourselves of those horrible creatures. I trust you might need this?" He showed Eragon a sword placed inside a higly decorated sheath. "Rhunön-elda did not exactly swear in the ancient language. She cheerfully decided to make this for you. Argetdail is its name."
Eragon's eyes widened in wonder. "Thank you," he murmured, taking his sword. Immediatly he unsheathed it, and gasped. The hilt was silver, with a hole cut in it to fit a beautiful sapphire. Twirling around it was a carving of a blue dragon. The blade was an elegant color of blue, and it was shining so beautifully that he was blinded. As the hilt, a carved dragon circled around the blade. its outline was white, and the blue blade gave it its color. The eyes were situated very close to the point, and they were revealed to be two little sapphires.
He bowed to them after sheathing his sword. "Such a gift ... you have left me speechless," he muttered. Edoc'sil laughed. "It is the least we could do. Tell me, Argetlam, where is Saphira Bjartskular?"
"Funny you should mention it, she just came back from hunting," he laughed, leading them outside. They made the usual compliments towards Saphira. Deciding that the elves would probably like to talk to Saphira for the rest of the day, he returned to his tent, where he found Roran. "We will be heading out to Helgrind soon. I plan to use the same plan Brom and I tried before. We never did it, we should put it to work. The elves will be joining us. There are four of them."
Roran nodded in agreement, fingering his hammer.
Author's Note:
Thank you for the two reviews, Epistler and Azulcat. here are my replies.
Azulcat: Well, you gave me something to think of. Perhaps I should make undoing the spell have a long term problem. Thanks for informing me about it. As for the lines, I don't understand what you mean.
Epistler: Thank you very much. I was actually reading others fanfics and wishing I could right like them. xD
I only made this new chapter because of the two reviews. Hopefully, you like this chapter? The next will be action-packed, I hope. And no, getting Katrina is not going to last one chapter. It would seem to easy then.
