For the first time, she met other Elves that weren't her father, her mother, or Yven.
They stood with their packs resting on the ground and their horses picketed nearby. As she neared them she realized their eyes weren't on her, but on Bleithr. "It is a pleasure to meet you." Said the lead elf, a tall proud women with cherry red hair, and beautiful green eyes. She was slim, with a gilded black sword on her left hip. She had a tight green and black outfit on, with many tightly wrapped layers of protective armor. "What is your name?" She asked Bleithr directly, who extended her mind out too all five of the elves and stated her name, short and simple, Bleithr and then returned to her own mind.
"A fitting name." She said, "What of her Rider?" Blödhthringa inclined her head slowly, "Blödhthringa." The elf woman paused. "A vulgar name, for someone so striking." She said. "My name is Scarlet, I hail from the human city of Dras Leona, but has lived in Ellesmera for over two decades. I introduce," from left to right, she introduced the four elves standing behind her. "This is Vanir, he was the ambassador of the Elves before returning to the forest to serve Queen Arya and former sparing partner of Eragon-" Blödhthringa's eyes widened, "wait, really?!" She bombarded Vanir with tons of questions while the others watched. Bleithr reached out with her mind while Vanir answered all he could to the other elves, You just pushed the Eragon button. My Rider has a obsession with him and Saphira, idolizing them in her mind. She aspires to be at least half the Dragon Rider that he was. Scarlet nodded and waited for her to get all the information out of Vanir as possible. She then, embarrassed, bowed, "I-I'm sorry-" Scarlet laughed, "no need to apologize, your passion isn't a bad thing, just make sure you do not lose it, stay true to yourself and you'll do just fine." Blödhthringa bowed to her again. Scarlet continued, "this is Fao," she was a short Elven woman with pitch black hair and sharp black eyes and slightly yellower skin. "I hail from the city of Osilon," she said, her voice melodic and soft, but still carried enough bite that Blödhthringa could tell she was very intelligent.
Continuing, Scarlet said. "Here you have a human who has lived among our people for nearly his whole life, Don." Don bowed, he was a tall man with squared shoulders, deep brown hair and neatly trimmed beard that extended down the sides of his face and met at the corners of his bottom lip and encircled his mouth. "I am pleased to meet you and you, Bleithr." Blödhthringa was surprised, he spoke the Ancient Language well.
"Next to him you have Duthart." A woman with light brown hair that seemed to turn blonde at different angles, and steely grey eyes. Black paint covered the edges of her eyes and ended, giving her eyes a sharper contrast between the whites of her eyes; while her eyes seemed to have wings due to the paint. They all had similar outfits that Scarlet did, but some had darker shades of green and black. Vanir had a sword belted on his right hip, Fao had a bow and quiver strung on her back and no other visible weapons, Don had two war axes on both hips and Duthart had a pale yellow blade and a mysterious item wrapped in black cloth tied to her back by a strap that extended from her right shoulder through the middle of her chest and at her left hip and around. The edges protruded above her right shoulder and behind her left hip.
"We belong to a larger group called Upholders of Balance," Scarlet said, "A group created by Queen Arya, that helps preserve the balance between the races and help protect those with a future such as you and Bleithr. Let us waste no time, are you aware of the Shade menace?" Blödhthringa's eyes widened, "s-shade menace?" Scarlet seemed displeased by the news, but it quickly vanished. "I see. So your father and King Nilfiem are fond of you, so they must have kept you in the dark." Blödhthringa gulped. "What do you mean?" Scarlet continued, "Listen, the world isn't as peaceful as they would like for you to believe. Some remnants of the Black King still remains and not to mention, as I've said, the Shade Menace. The Black Hand, Galbatorix's secret assassin organization, radically transformed into a cult of worship, at first they were just annoying and a thorn, politically, but wasn't anything threatening. They escalated, for some insane reason, by having the 32 higher ups in their organization transform themselves into Shades. We do not know how they did it, but now an entire secret underground organization led my 32 Shades exist, and wish to raze everything. Starting with the forest of the Elves. They have implemented strange magic, magic to circumvent wards as one such example. We are experienced in fighting them, and we are here to personally escort you to Ellesmera where you will be safe until you complete your training."
Blödhthringa looked at Bleithr and nodded. "I.. I understand." Scarlet led Blödhthringa to where they had picketed their horses, while the other Elves retrieved their packs. She handed Blödhthringa the rains of a tall proud stallion. "Bleithr intends to fly for a majority of the trip, do you have a problem with that?" Asked Blödhthringa and Scarlet shook her head, "not at all, just make sure she doesn't fly too far. She will have plenty of time to hunt when we settle down, but we will be able to cover vast distances with ease. Let us begin." Everyone straddled their horses and tied their pack onto the saddles and Blödhthringa watched as light poured through the large metal gates as they slowly slid open. This begins our new life... As Dragon and Rider. Said Blödhthringa and Bleithr just sent an image of Blödhthringa and the others from the sky as she flew by overhead.