A/N: I'm so sorry for long wait. Really! Don't kill me. Here is the next chapter. Truth or Dare.

INHERITANCEMANIAC:Hi guys!

Eragon: What were we doing again?

Arya: Get a memory you loser! We were about to kill him!

Eragon:*cries in corner*

Arya: Now to kill you!

INHERITANCEMANIAC: aaAAHHHH! How about you kill my readers instead, huh?

Arya: *ignores*

INHERITANCEMANIAC: *shrugs and keeps running*

"Truth or dare Thorn."Murtagh asked.

Dare. Thorn mentally replied. An evil glint appeared in Murtagh's eye.

"I dare you to wear this wreath"he pulled out a wreath of pine needles from under his chair, "For the rest of this game!" Thorn roared and blew a jet of fire at Murtagh. It passed around him harmlessly. Eragon, Arya, and Orik weren't so lucky. Eragon ended up with scorched pants and a somehow burning Brisingr, Arya some burning hair, and Orik a burning beard.

Thorn snatched the wreath away from Murtagh and and went back to Saphira and Firnen, this time wearing a wreath of pine boughs and a large red bow. Firnen laughed so hard that jets of fire shot out from his nostrils and burned the wreath to a pile of ashes. Everbody else 'awww'ed, including Firnen. Thorn shot him a dirty look.

I was going to thank you, but you just lost my thanks. Thorn mentally told Firnen. Firnen just puffed a cloud of smoke and looked away with a regal expression, as if he were the king.

I don't need your thanks. Firnen replied.

Hmph! Everybody watched the silent showdown with confused expressions. At last they broke apart, and they began the game again.

"My turn! Orik!"Arya chose without hesitation. Orik shuddered, thinking about all the terrible things she could do to him.

"Dare."

"I dare you to..."Arya enjoyed the moment of suspense, "Drink a barrel of coffee, then climb up a ladder and place this bow on the ledge of the window,"she smiled devilishly "From the outside."

Orik gulped and placed a hand over his stomach. Not wanting to prolong the terrible thought anymore, Orik grabbed one of the two remaining barrels of coffee. He tilted his head back and drank half of it in one swig. Then, he dumped the other half down his gullet as well. Orik grabbed a large ladder by the wall and walked out. The crowd followed.

Once outside, Orik, shivering the whole time, lay the ladder against he wall and looked up to the distant windowsill. He gulped and began his ascent. They all knew of dwarves fear of height, and the blizzard certainly wouldn't help him defeat his fear. Halfway up, the storm threatened to blow him off with mighty gusts, but Orik continued climbing without fear. One hand held on to the ladder, and the other to the bow. After many gasps from the crowd, Orik reached the top. He proudly placed the bow on the small ledge below the window, and was just about to climb down when someone shouted.

"Good job, Orik!"Arya screamed over the blinding storm. All eyes turned to Arya, including Orik's. With a scream echoed around Alagaesia, Orik fell. And he landed with a 'thump'. Arya realized that people didn't land in snow with thumps in snow... everybody inched a little closer to take a look. Under Orik was Eragon. Apparently his wards had saved him from most of the impact force. He was actually snoring a little.

Eragon and Orik lay side by side. Angela was leaning over them. "Are they going to be okay?" Arya asked, looking over Angela's shoulder with concern.

"They're going to be fine, but they are in no condition to play Truth or Dare,"A look of genuine sadness took over her eyes, and Arya laughed. Eragon mumbled something about 'fish flavored snow' in his sleep. Angela quietly dragged Orik and Eragon out of the room. Then the game began once again.

My turn! Saphira mentally shouted before anyone else could claim the turn. I choose Firnen. Firnen looked at her with a quizzical expression. Then he replied.

Truth. At first Saphira looked slightly dissapointed, then her face lit up with an idea. Firnen sensed it and tried to run, but accidentally tripped over Thorn's tail. He landed with an earth-shattering crunch. The explosion that followed decimated the table, left a giant crater in the ground, and destroyed everyone except Angela's chairs. The chair wobbled then broke, leaving Angela as well sitting in a pile of wood, dumbstruck. Everyone laughed. Firnen sat up and looked around dizzily.

"Slytha"Arya muttered. Saphira caught Firnen and set him on the ground.