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Percy's POV

It has been almost three weeks since we had begun training.

The elves had used some kind of magic on Alexō so he was growing faster than he normally would, but he seemed to like it.

Maybe because when he gets bigger, he'll be able to breathe fire.

Oh well, so far, every single day, without fail, I have to meditate for three hours! I can't even stay still for three minutes!

Unusually, I have been able to stay still and patient long enough to get my meditation done with. Maybe it's because of me being here in Du Weldenvarden.

I don't know. There are a lot of weird things about this place.

All I know is that I'm here to train and get better at Magic.

The only problem is that I can't seem to say the words needed to speak magic.

It's like my brain won't do it. I think it's because my brains hardwired for Ancient Greek, not this language, but oh well.

I studied the language a lot today, and Oromis is just getting worried.

I woke up the next morning and headed to Oromis's hut. I would of flown there, but Alexō still isn't big enough to ride, not yet at least.

"Percy, you've arrived early."

"Yes, I wanted to see if there was something you could do, maybe some spell you could cast to let me be able to speak the ancient language."

"There is a spell, but it was only used once, a very long time ago."

"Is there someone who can cast it?"

"Yes, Arya and the Queen can. And I might be able to talk them into doing it. You'll need the ancient language to be a true rider."

I nodded and thanked Oromis before he left to talk to the Queen and her daughter.

/^\

I waited for almost three hours until Eragon arrived.

"You're here early. Does something ail you?"

"No, I'm fine. I'm waiting for Oromis. He went to speak to the Queen and Arya about casting a spell on me so I can speak the ancient language."

"Ah, well, I have your sword to give back to you."

He held out Riptide in a simple metal sheath.

"Rhunön put a sapphire at the pommel and sharpened the blade a bit, it's sharper than it was before."

I thanked him and started to walk away, but then I remembered what the fish told me.

"Wait, Eragon. Do you know who Landar Fargo is?"

"No, perhaps Arya knows. Maybe you should ask her."

I thanked him and left. As I passed by a couple houses, Oromis walked past me.

"Percy, what a pleasure."

I nodded, "Do they know how to cast the spell?"

"Yes, they're gathering their magic to cast it on you tonight."

I nodded. "Thank you, Oromis-elda."

He dismissed it with a wave. "What are you up to?"

"I need to speak with Arya about a man named Landar Fargo."

His eyes lit up. "Ol' Landar? I know the man, he's right behind you," he yelled to a tall elf walking behind us. "Landar!" His head spun this way.

Oromis waved him over.

"Yes, Oromis?"

"My friend is looking for you," he said, motioning for you.

"Yes, human?"

"Kílf sends her regards and tells me to ask for her gift."

"I see," he paused. "Follow me."

I followed him to a small, out of the way, wooden hut.

He looked around his hut for a second, then his eyes landed on a chest in the far corner.

He looked around to make sure no one was around, then opened it carefully.

/^\

Inside there was a green set of full body armor, a wooden shield studded with gems, a belt that had some gems on the sides, and a sword in a sheath.

He pulled everything out and set it in front of me.

"Kílf came to me twenty years ago, and she foresaw this day, and she had me work on these items for you, Argetlam. I even had Rhunön make this sword for you."

He held out the sword. The hilt was wrapped in leather strips with a fairly large emerald for the pommel. The cross-guard was made of metal and shaped like a dragon, with its wings extended to either side. The blade erected from a spot on the cross-guard where the dragon's jaws were open.

The blade was long and thin, like some of the sword in our armory. The blade itself was green, like the fields of grass back at Camp.

The sheath was also green, and had scales that looked like Alexō's did. I grasped the blade in my right hand. Along with Riptide and the Curse of Achilles, I would be almost unstoppable in battle, until it came to Magic, then I'd be slaughtered like an insignificant little dracaena.

I swung the blade around me like I was fighting the air.

The smooth blade cut through the air with no hesitation. As I watched the blade, the color on the blade shimmered like light coming through water.

"Its name is Adurna, the word for water."

I nodded.

I strapped on the belt and clipped Adurna on one side and Riptide on the other.

I slipped my new shield on my left arm. It fit snugly.

Landar packed the armor in a pack and handed it to me.

"Take care of this stuff, Percy. It's important."

"I will, thank you." I turned to leave, but he called me back.

"Kílf has one more thing for you." He handed me a scroll. "Don't let any one see it, except your teacher, and that's only if he asks. Understand?"

I nodded. "Yes, I understand.

/^\

I left his house and took everything to my little dorm. I set down my pack of armor, my shield, and my scroll.

Then I walked to Oromis' hut to continue my training.

When I saw Arya there talking to Oromis, she turned to me and smiled faintly.

"Arya, what are you doing here?"

"I am now a Dragon Rider." She lifted up her right hand, showing the gedwëy ignasia.

"For what dragon?"

"The white dragon. It's a male."

"When did it hatch?"

"Just now, almost three hours ago."

"What are you going to name it?"

"Fírnen."

I nodded.

"Are you going to train with us from now on?"

"Yes, I am. I'm also going to help teach you since Oromis can't cast any spells to show you."

I had one more question for the new dragon rider.

"Are you and your mother still going to cast that spell on me tonight?"

"Yes, we are."

A/N: There's chapter 4!

Next chapter: Islanzadí and her daughter cast the spell on Percy. And what's in the scroll given to him by the mysterious Landar Fargo?