Short update. Very short update. More filler than anything else. However, before I start, I think I'll answer the reviews.
EminemBitches: I didn't realize either until I saw the two words really close together. Paolini said it's supposed to be Era Gone By, but dragon's easier to figure out. Oh, and the plot hasn't even started yet. This is all just random filler. The plot actually gets moving the first time you see Grimrr Halfpaw(Is that how you spell it? I'm too lazy to check).
Unique Fantasiser: No, I didn't copy off of your story. I first posted chapter one on another website on the sixteenth of December, 2010. It's on Hortorian; you can check if you want. And exactly like your story? The only similarity is that both of our main characters have wings and are girls, and even the wings are different. By that logic, I could say that we're both plagiarizing Maximum Ride, which we're not.
RestrainedFreedom: I'm not going to actually use the word, due to the fact that kids who don't look at ratings get on this site :D
Mini Saphira: You're supposed to confused :P I can't get CP's characters right, so you'll just have to make do with a bunch of OOCness.
"This is Alagaesia," Brom began. "The first creatures to live here were the dwarves, the dragons, and a few others. Nothing changed until the first elves sailed across the sea, from a place called Alalea, and landed here. The elves were very skilled in magic, but they made one mistake: they treated the dragons as animals."
"They are animals," I interrupted. Saphira growled, and I quickly added, "Biologically, like humans, elves, and dwarves."
"Will you let me finish?" snapped Brom. "Now, a young elf hunted down and killed a dragon. The dragons then took revenge and killed the hunter, then began attacking all the elves. The elves tried to explain the misunderstanding, but they couldn't communicate with the dragons. A long and bloody war ensued and lasted for five years. It would have continued until both races had killed each other off if a young elf named Eragon had not found a dragon egg."
"You're an elf?" I asked Eragon, who jumped.
"No, the first Eragon lived a long time before him," Brom growled. "As I was saying, the first Eragon found the egg and raised the dragon in secret when it hatched, and Eragon named the dragon Bid'Daum. The two convinced their races to form a treaty, and, to make sure war would never again break out between them, they established the Dragon Riders. The Eragon standing before you is a Dragon Rider.
"Over time, the humans arrived, and they were added to the bond. One human Rider was called Galbatorix. His dragon was killed by Urgals, and-"
I interrupted him again. "Urgals?"
"Big horned demons that followed the elves across the sea. Anyways, as I was saying, his dragon was killed by Urgals and he demanded the council of Riders to give him another one. They refused, so he slayed a young Rider and took his dragon. He then gathered thirteen Riders about him, the Forsworn, and killed all the Riders and dragons. He then took control and proclaimed himself king of Alagaesia, and his tyranny continues to this day."
"Okay, so let me get this straight," I said. "Basically, fourteen little kids and their pet lizards destroyed the dragons, the dwarves, the elves, and all the Riders, and then forced the humans to serve them? Isn't that sort of, I dunno, lame?"
"Don't speak about things you don't understand," Brom snapped. "They used dark magics learned from a Shade-"
"A what?" I asked, interested.
"A sorcerer corrupted by dark spirits. They used the dark magic they had learned to overthrow the Riders."
"That's still lame," I commented. I was interested by Brom's reaction, he seemed to take my summary of what he had just said as a personal insult, but I was too hungry to pursue it further. "Anyways, I still need food. Any of you have something I can eat?"
"No, we ate all our food this morning," said Eragon. "I'll go hunt if you want."
"Nah, I'll find something," I said. I turned my back on him and was about to cross the stream when I heard Eragon gasp, and I glanced back at him over my shoulder. "Yes?"
"You have wings," he said, pointing in disbelief.
"Didn't your mom ever teach you it's rude to point?" I said lazily, extending my wings as far as they could go.
"I've never met my mom," Eragon answered, his expression sad for a second.
"Oh, now isn't that just grand," I said, not really caring whether I had insulted him or not. "Listen, what's edible around here?"
"We're not eating right now," said Brom angrily. "We still have a full day's march ahead of us. You can eat this evening, like the rest of us. Now, are you going to fly with Saphira or walk with us?"
"I don't know how to fly," I said. "So I guess I'll walk."
"Come on, then," said Brom, as Saphira launched herself into the air, buffeting us with a gust of warm air. "We've wasted enough time as it is."
I scowled, but folded my wings and followed him.