Chapter 20- We decide to visit most of the "oldies" in Alagaesia…
We were camped a couple of miles outside of Feinster with a weak fire in front of us which was the result of my efforts earlier. I had tried, in vain, to rub two sticks together to create a spark over the bed of kindling. Arya walked past and said sarcastically, "I'm guessing you've never done that before."
"Is it really that obvious," I said exasperated.
Then Eragon came back and told us that although the Varden were occupying the city there could be spies there. We planned out all the people and places we were going to go and see on a spare bit of parchment. It read,
'Glaedr
Solembum
Angela
Orik
Nasuada
Orrin
Islanzadi
Gilderien
Du Domia Abr Wyrda
Elva.'
"Elva?" asked Arya sceptically.
"You know how weird she is; she might know something," replied Eragon defensively.
"Well Im guessing the Menoa Tree was on this list but now I don't think that would be such a good idea," I calculated.
"Yes and Ill scry my mother and Gilderien the Wise to ask them because we forgot in Ellesmera," contributed Arya.
"I wonder why," I muttered and then raising my voice said, "We'll have to wait to see Orik."
"But if me, Saphira and Lily go into the city we could find Glaedrs eldunari, ask Nasuada and Orrin, get Elva, she'll be with Nasuada, and maybe you should talk to her Saphira, try to find Angela and Solembum if they're here and find Jeod to see if we can look in his copy of the du Domia Abr Wyrda," concluded Eragon. "And I want to see Roran before we leave and he leaves. Maybe Katrina's baby has come."
"Congrats then Uncle," I said throwing a sisterly arm around him. Then everyone laughed at his horrified expression.