Varorumo & Blodhvandr
( Serpent's ward & Ill Blood)
"When will he wake up? He's slept for a full day already. I've tried waking him, but he won't wake up."
"Honestly Saphira, I'm not entirely sure. It's also rumored that when a rider discovers The Riders wrath it alters their body in certain ways. He might be going through these changes even now."
"What do you mean by changes their body?" Saphira asked in a worried tone.
"Well the amount of magic that is channeled during this event is enough to kill. So the body changes so it can safely handle the magic flow without damage."
Saphira let out a sigh of relief that his body was only adapting. After the other night she felt more concern for him than ever before. She hasn't left his side this entire time.
"Saphira. I'm going into town. There's….something I need to check on."
"I'll stay here with Eragon."
Brom nodded his head, picked up his pack and left the cave. Saphira pulled Eragon closer and went back to sleep. It was about mid-day when Eragon finally stirred.
"Eragon? Eragon? How do you feel?"
"I don't know. I don't physically feel any different. But…..but there's this warm bubbling in my chest. It wasn't there before."
"It's probably nothing. Here let's go flying, being cooped up here with you for so long has caused by bones to stiffen."
Eragon got a little nervous.
"Saphira, How long have I been sleeping?"
Saphira thought about what to say. She decided to tell him the truth.
"Well, you've been asleep for one day. You had the premonition two nights ago."
"Premonition?" Eragon asked confused.
This time Saphira thought better than to tell him the truth.
"A very realistic dream. Brom thinks it has to do with The Rider's Wrath."
"Why would that cause me to sleep an entire day away?"
"I don't know. Brom didn't go into detail about it. Now let's go flying."
Saphira stood up, helping Eragon up by letting him lean on her neck. When his legs stopped wobbling he climbed up Saphira's left leg and settled down on the makeshift saddle. Saphira eagerly leapt out of the cave into the open abyss before them. She proceeded to climb and climb until she leveled out high about the earth. Eragon gasped at the view before him. Never had he witnessed something so beautiful before. The clouds drifted past slowly beneath them. The warm mid-day sun warming them both. Eragon bent over and hugged Saphira's neck. She began to hum. Eragon laid there against Saphira's neck when he realized something.
"Saphira where did Brom go? He wasn't in the cave when I woke up."
"He said something about going to check on something in town."
"Oh."
Eragon and Saphira lost tract of time, they didn't know how long they flew for. They let their minds merge and mingle together reveling in each other's presence. Saphira was hit by a side wind and an over whelming smell of smoke.
"Saphira, do you smell that?"
"Yes, what do you thi….."
"SAPHIRA OVER THERE!"
She quickly looked in the direction he indicated.
"THAT'S MY FARM!"
Saphira almost instantly changed direction speeding to the farm with amazing speed. Millions of thoughts rushed through his head every second. Saphira gasped.
"Eragon. Look!"
Eragons heart nearly stopped when he saw his farm. The farm house was ablaze, the barn was completely destroyed.
"SAPHIRA LAND!" Eragon shouted at the top of his lungs.
She folded her wings and dropped straight into the clearing. Eragon jumped off and ran to the farm house. He was stooped in his tracks when he was assaulted with extreme waves of heat. Desperately tried to get closer he felt a sudden wave of heat form in his chest. Suddenly a word formed in his mind. Without a second thought he shouted.
"VINDR!"
With every ounce of his emotions. The air around the Farm house began to compress and a second later erupted out ward in a blast of smoke. When the smoke cleared the fire was out without a trace.
"GAROW!"
Eragon moved with an untold speed. Even Saphira didn't see him run in the house.
"GAROW? GAROW? WHERE ARE YOUUU!?"
Movement off to the side of the room caught his attention.
"Garow!"
Eragon ran over to his uncle and flipped the table off him. He was badly burned all over his body. Eragon tried to speak but nothing came out. Garow reach his arm out and grasped Eragons hand.
"Eragon, I'll always be with you."
He managed to say in a pained whisper, before his hand went limp and fell to his side.
"UNCLE!? UNCLE!? UNCCCLLLEEEE!?" Eragon screamed at the top of his lungs.
He fell to his knees and bellowed his pain to heavens and began to cry.
"Eragon?"
Saphira was behind him now. The door and most of the wall had been burned away from the fire.
"I failed him. I failed him Saphira I should have been here."
"Eragon if you were here you would have shared his fate. He sacrificed himself so you could live."
She laid her head next him so he could lean on her, and so she could comfort him in his time of grief. Eragon then realized there was something in his clench hand. Slowly he looked down and unclenched his hand. There lying on his palm was a sphere of pure sapphire.
"Why did he give this to me?"
Suddenly Eragon herd movement outside.
"Eragon!?"
"Brom! In here."
A few moments later brom ran through what was left of the door way. Eragon saw that he held a large red sword. It wasn't like any other sword the blade was about 3 long and glowed iridescent red. The hilt was longer than most with a large cylindrical rub at its base.
Eragon what happened
"Saphira and I were flying when we spotted the smoke. We rush over here, and when we got here the house was on fire."
Brom looked at him confused.
"Then how was the fire put out?"
"I don't know. I yelled vindr, and the air around the house drew in ward and exploded outward. When the smoke cleared the fire was out. I then ran inside and found Garow."
Brom looked at his seriously.
"Eragon, I need to know did he give you anything. Anything at all?"
"Yes. He gave me this sapphire. I don't know why though."
"Give it here."
Eragon placed the jewel in brom's hand. He quickly snatched it back und whispered something to it, although Eragon didn't hear it. Instantly the sapphire began to glow with an intense light. It slowly rose into the air and shot towards the fireplace, it then passed through the stone. A few moments later a sapphire iridescent blade appeared out of the stone and floated over to Brom. He then grabbed the blade and wrapped it a cloth blanket.
"What is that?"
"No time we need to go."
"No. Not until he's buried."
"Roran will do that. He knows what happened and took a large group of the villagers to hunt them down."
"Where are going?"
"We're going to Teirm; I have a friend there that can help us."
With severe hesitance.
"Then let's be off."
Eragon quickly looke through the house to see if anything could be salved. his heart sank when he didn't find any thing that wasn't completely destroyed by the fire. Saphira backed out of the house and let Eragon and Brom climb up on her back. By now she was strong enough to carry two people. Brom wrapped an arm around Eragon as Saphira leapt in to the sky angling east toward Teirm. Eragon was silent the entire way, whenever he started to get too upset about his uncle Saphira would enter his mind and draw off his pain, he couldn't express his gratitude enough when she did this.
They flew until dark; at that point Saphira angled down and settled in a small clearing. Were Eragon and Brom slide off and set up camp. After Eragon took off her saddle and Brom had a small fire going was when he took out the two swords. The Blue one was the same as the red except for its color.
"Now can you tell me about those swords? And why the blue one was hidden in my fireplace?"
Brom let out a long sigh.
"Get comfortable. The story is a long one."
Eragon settled down and leaned against Saphira's shoulder and waited for Brom to continue.
"Back when the riders were fist created there was an old hermit who lived off the coast on a small island where he spent all his time studying ancient magics. One night when he slept he had a vision of the future. He never told anyone what it was. But it was so important he traveled far out to sea to seek the help of the ancient sea serpents."
"What's so great about a giant sea snake?"
"Eragon. The ancient sea serpents where the greatest living creatures in Alagaisia. Even more then the dragons. The Ancient sea serpents where in every meaning magical. So the Hermit travel to them and sought their help. After he passed their tests to see if he was worthy for entrance he explained his vision and pleaded for their help. After much debating they finally agreed. So they helped him forge these two blades, Varorumo and Blodhvandr or Serpent's ward and I'll blood. Alone the two blade are as deadly as any other blade, It's only when you combine the two is when it makes a truly deadly, and dangerous weapon."
Brom held the two blades hilt to hilt then he brought them together and gave them a twist. When that happened the two blades glowed with their color then went back to normal.
"Varor blodh. Or serpent's blood. These two weapons when one hold more power then you could possibly imagine. They grant the user with enhanced strength, and speed. It also makes the user to all hostile spells damaging or not if it affects you, it's blocked. They also can't be stopped by protective magic. The old hermit then gave them to Eragon the first rider, and he passed them to his successor and so on, until Vrael gave them to me before he was killed by Galbatorix. I then gave one to your uncle and I kept the other one."
"Why, why would you give one to Garow?"
"Much like Vrael your uncle and I have a rich history together. I will tell you someday, but not today."
Eragon was about to protest.
"We have traveled far to day and your still very weak from today's incident, we all need to sleep."
With that Brom undid the two blades with a twist in the opposite direction and covered them in cloth before lying down for the night.
"We should rest Eragon. We've experienced much today and we need to regain our strength."
"I guess your right"
Eragon then got up and crawled under Saphira's wing to sleep. All the while thinking on everything brom had told him.
