Chapter 3 Vrael POV 4 months later.
Vrael watched from above as six figures appeared out of a gate in the citadel. They all wore armor that shown like gems as they approached their dragons. The first was Willis the Rider of the great green dragon Aiedal wearing neon green armor. Then with her hand locked with his stood Rosaline the Rider of the deadly red dragon Jinx. The third was dressed in a alternating pattern of black and white. She was a tall proud half elf named Wolfia who was the Rider of the feared black and white dragon Servitium. After her came Luna the Rider of the graceful silver dragon Circe. Holding her hand emerged Vrael wearing his golden armor with his long blade at his side. He was the Rider of the mighty golden dragon Terrorith. Finally emerged their newest friend Felix with his ice blue armor and blade. He was the Rider of the daring ice blue dragon Shruikan. The six of them stood on the wall and watched as a army with black armor approached the city. Then the scene changed. He saw Willis dueling with a general of the army and the General was elven by the looks of him. Luna stood on a roof shooting arrow after arrow into the army. Wolfia was dancing through the enemy ranks her twin blades were weapons of mass destruction. Rosaline stood back healing the wounded. Felix was cutting down the enemy calmly leaning out of the way of blows before slashing them down. The six dragons were breathing fire down on the enemy ranks outside the city. Then it zoomed in on Vrael. He stood there with his golden armor covered in red with a arrow in his left arm. He held Edoc'sil above his head and yelled "Drive them back men! They have forced a opening now avenge your fallen comrades! Show these cowardly curs why the should fear the might of the Broddring kingdom!" Then he lead the charge into the enemy slashing down foes left and right. He was untouchable as he spun and jumped through the enemy ranks with his regiment(1,000 men) behind him. Then the scene changed again. Vrael sat upon Terroriths back looking at a brown dragon and a rider encased in brown armor staring at them. Then with a roar they clashed. Terrorith spun up and over the other dragon breathing fire upon the dragons back as he passed over it. Then the two slammed together with massive force. The Rider thrusted towards Vraels mind in a attempt to seize it.
Vrael exchanged blows with the enemy rider and slowly but surely gaining the upper hand before he looked and saw the ground approaching rapidly. He screamed in his mind "Terrorith fly!" before they slammed into the ground leaving a massive crater in the ground. Vrael climbed out of it and healed Terrorith as the enemy rider and dragon did the same. The two pairs looked at each other before they charged. Vrael slashed, spun, parried, thrusted, slashed, dodged and jumped before he heard a roar behind him as Terrorith fell ,wounded on the jaw, onto the ground. The enemy rider roared with laughter as his dragon prepared to kill Terrorith. Anger flooded Vrael and he turned and yelled "Jierda!" with all of his might and watched the dragon fall dead with a loud snap. Turning he yelled at the enemy and leapt forward Edoc'sil spinning in massive golden arcs before it spun around the Riders blade and sunk hilt deep into the enemy's chest. He left the blade laying in the dead Riders chest as he walked to Terrorith and leaned his head against his side steadying himself when he heard laughter rolling across the plains towards him. He saw the traitor Tornac standing there with his palm raised smiling. "Garjza." Tornac said calmly.
"Terrorith FLY TO THE CITY! Tell Willis Edoc'sil Brisingr Rahdr Deyja( Unconquerable red fire dies) those exact words Terrorith." Vrael said before he squared his shoulders as the bolt of energy slammed into his chest and all went dark.
Vrael slowly sat up in his tree house in Du Weldenvarden. He had spent the last two months under Master Vanir. He was still in shock over the fact he was now a dragon rider. His dragon was named Terrorith and he was as big as the small house Vrael had grown up in. Terrorith was loyal, stubborn, witty, and he was wise beyond his years. The last two months Vrael had resided in the elven homeland training to be a Dragon Rider. He became quick friends with his fellow apprentices. His closets friends though were Luna a tall beautiful elf who never ceased to amaze Vrael. She always outsmarted him and was his dearest friend beside Willis who was like the brother he never had and she was the rider of the silver dragon Circe, Willis a human whose sense of fun and humor brought fun to everyday who rode the green dragon Aiedal, Rosealine a beautiful human whose skill in magic was amazing, and who rode the ruby red dragon Jinx, and Wolfia who like Vrael was a half elf. She was colder than the others, more cut off and remote. She rode the black dragon Servitium. Thinking back on it he thought of the first day they all flew.
perfect it
Flashback
Vrael sat in the saddle on the hollow on Terroriths neck. The pair sat astride a cliff overlooking the forests below them. The other Riders suddenly took off from below the trees with shouts of joy. A smile was instantly on Vrael's face as he saw the red, silver, green, blue, and black dragons shining in the sky. Italicized in book. "So Terrorith are you ready to make the other dragons be in awe of you?" Vrael asked his dragon in his mind.
"Of course. It's only right that they be in awe of me. I am the eldest of our pack." Came Terroriths deep booming reply. Then with little noise he lept off the cliff Vrael clinging to his back. Snapping his wings he straightened out and flew above the other dragons before uttering a deep roar and diving down in between the other dragons as Vrael laughed. The others scattered away startled until the laughter of Vrael's voice reached them. All of them minus Wolfia who maintained a light touch to observe their conversation linked their minds smiling as the dragons hovered. They were the kings and queens of the sky. Vrael's smile was infectious to the other Riders.
"Are you all enjoying the ride?" Asked Jinx.
"Of course" replied Willis laughing. All was perfect it seemed.
End of flashback.
Vrael moved quickly clothing himself in the attire of a riders apprentice and grabbed his elven training sword. He had to look his best because tomorrow was the day he began his journey to the island of New Doru Araeba. To say he was nervous would be a understatement. "Why are you trying so hard to dress and look perfectly?" Came Terroriths voice startling Vrael.
"Quiet you big golden lump." Vrael said jokingly.
"Are you trying to impress a certain elf we know?" Terrorith said knowingly.
"Even if I am it won't matter soon we will probably be separated and sent to other parts of Aleagasia." Vrael said dejectedly.
"Your going to be late if you want to walk your elf to the party that will be taking place in our honor."
Terrorith said.
Cursing Vrael rushed around gathering the last of his things before he sprinted from his tree to Luna's three houses away hearing Terroriths booming laugh in his mind. As he arrived she came down in a silver sleeveless dress with her hair cascading down her shoulders to her lower back. Stunned momentarily Vrael said "You look beautiful tonight Luna Svit-Kona." Before deeply bowing to her. He worried he was underdressed because he wore a golden tunic with a emerald green jacket and black trousers. His golden tunic had the Riders symbol in the center of it. He let his shaggy brown hair hang down around his ears and brushed out of his face by his hand. Holding out his arm Vrael smiled the smile that always seemed to be on his face. Luna smiled in reply and locked arms with Vrael and they walked to the sparring fields that had been set aside for this massive event. Today Vrael and his friends completed step one in their training process and received their respective weapons. The elves danced and sang in a buzz of excitement. When Vrael and Luna reached the celebration Vrael started laughing as he saw Willis attempting to dance with Rosealine but he kept tripping over his own feet. Luna slapped his arm and gave him a look of mock anger over his laughter at his friend before pulling him onto the dance area. Vrael placed his hands on Luna's hips and slowly began to dance with her. They spun round and round for what seemed like a lifetime before the song came to a end and Master Vanir appeared on the stage and called Riders up to the stage. "Kneel Riders of Dragons." Called Master Vanir. Kneeling Vrael and his friends bowed their heads. "Rise Willis son of none, Rider of Aiedal the morning star. Rise Rosaline daughter of King Carcomb Rider of Jinx. Rise Luna daughter of Alexandria Rider of Circe. Rise Wolfia daughter of none Rider of Servitium. And finally rise Vrael son of none Rider of the golden dragon Terrorith." Called Master Vanir and his dragon King. Master Vanir clapped his hands and on the table were six beautiful swords. "Rider Willis step forward," Master Vanir said. After Willis was before him he asked "Willis do you swear to guard Aleagasia with your life? To be steadfast in the face of evil? To walk between the light and dark so that another will not have to?"
"I swear." Willis said. Then Vanir presented Willis with his sword. A neon green curved blade (Samurai katana style) perfect for Willis's fighting style. Holding the sword out from his body Willis named his sword Wydra or fate in the human language. Then Rosaline stepped forward and repeated the process and was presented her red blade which she named Destiny. Then Luna went and completed the process and name her silver sword Heart. Then Wolfia took the oath and received her twin sabers. Long and deadly with a slight curve to the blade they radiated power. One was black and one was white. They seemed to show the two sides the Riders walked. Which she named Eternal Life in the strange language she sometimes spoke. Then it was Vrael's turn. He approached Vanir calmly and spoke the oath. When the golden blade was handed to him it felt perfect. It fit his hand and was a extension of his arm. It seemed unbeatable. It was the same length as a long sword but had a longer hilt. It was the hand and a half sword he had always wanted. The blade shone like the sun in the sky. The cross guard curved gracefully into a roaring dragon. The hilt was black with a line of gold curving throughout it in intricate patterns. The pommel was a single gold jewel. The golden color glowed with power. There were intricate patterns woven throughout the blade the showed it's true power. Holding his blade out he said "Sword I name thee Edoc'sil (unconquerable). Then the singing started again and dancing as humans, elves and dwarves drank and roared with laughter at stories being told. Vrael smiled at the sight as it appeared. "Now for the Riders duel. Three duels will take place simultaneously. Vrael versus's Willis, Wolfia versus's Rosaline, and Felix versus's Tornac." Vrael walked through the crowd with Luna just enjoying her presence as he approached the location for the duel. "Look at this. My little rider finally has gotten the courage to talk to the elf he's thought about for the last two months!" Terrorith teased as he twisted and turned through the sky with Luna's silver dragon Circe.
"Terrorith!" Vrael snapped in his mind with mock anger a small smile on his face. Feeling a pressure on his arm he looked around and saw that they were at the sparring fields and WIllis stood ready with his curved blade Wydra drawn. A smirk was on Willis's face at Vrael's surprise. Shaking his head he drew Edoc'sil from it's sheath. He drew in a deep breath as he guarded his swords blade. Willis sprinted at Vrael with Wydra held low as he charged. With a roar Willis swung diagonally towards his chest. Vrael jumped over Willis avoiding the blow sending Edoc'sil in horizontal blow towards Willis's back which Willis deflected. Straightening the two friends circled each other before with a roar they attacked each other exchanging blows as hard and fast as they could. Vrael spun, ducked, and dodged as often as he blocked using Edoc'sil. Gathering his strength Vrael ducked under a horizontal blow from Willis before jumping as high as he could flipping landing behind Willis and raining a rapid barrage of blows on Willis before he finally stumbled under Vrael's strongest blow. Vrael stabbed aiming to end the match quickly but Willis rolled and kicked Vrael's legs out from underneath him. Rolling back to his feet Vrael deflected Willis's first two blows before ducking the third and spun kicking Willis's legs out from underneath him but as he fell Vrael rolled using his elven traits to roll behind Willis and catch him with Edoc'sil on his throat as Willis fell. The crowd roared it's approval as the two friends gasped for breath from their long drawn out duel when Vanir yelled "And tomorrow the duels will be Luna versus's Wolfia and Vrael versus's Felix. The crowd cheered for the four riders. "Now let's celebrate!" Yelled Vanir. The cheers grew louder as the riders walked off the platform to their respective partners. Taking Luna's hand Vrael walked over to a table and gathered two plates of food and two goblets of dwarven mead before leading her to a table in a small grove of trees that provided shade. As the dragons rested nearby in his mind Vrael could sense Circe and Terrorith laughing at how nervous Vrael had been for this evening.
LINE BREAK POV CHANGE 2 hours earlier.
Willis POV
WIllis was nervous to say the least. He was wearing a neon green shirt with the riders emblem on the front with a red jacket over it. He had his elven training sword strapped to his side. His black hair was brushed away from his face. Aiedal had already left and was flying above du weldenvarden enjoying the free sky's. Willis walked out of his tree house and met his beloved Rosaline at her tree house before they walked to the celebration. Willis had asked Rosaline to marry him the night before and had been overjoyed when she said yes. He was so excited that he didn't realize they were at the celebration until Rosaline was pulling him out onto the dance floor. His face was beat red as he stepped on her toes as they danced. He was tripping over his own feet. "So master thief are you having trouble dancing?" Rosaline teased.
Willis gave her the ghost of a smile before he picked her up and spun her around as she shrieked with laughter. They laughed and danced for the next two hours having fun with the surrounding dwarves and humans while the elves seemed content to sing their songs in the trees. After his duel with Vrael ended Willis danced with Rosaline one more time before they would go join Vrael and Luna who sat in the shade under a tree nearby. It was a slow dance as the stars rose in the sky. It was a song the elves alone sang. They sung of the mighty shadeslayer who loved a elvish princess. The song told of their forbidden love during the war and how after the war ended duty called them apart for a hundred years before the princess was able to join the shadeslayer in restoring their order. The Riders Order. It was a long slow song that was sad at first but ended happily. Willis felt saddened that the shadeslayer and the princess had to wait a hundred years before they could finally be together as they wanted to be when he held his love in his arms. He drew Rosaline close and kissed her forehead as the night closed in.
POV CHANGE THIRD PERSON.
Before long Willis and Rosaline joined Vrael and Luna with their food and the four sat and talked and joked for hours on end. No one saw Wolfia walk out of the clearing though. She climbed up into the trees casting wards against hearing and sight she pulled out a skull.