Dragon Riders (An Eragon Storybook) - Paused and Accepting

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Sorry to any one who hasn't read the books

Aleana Forsar

I walked over to my tree and climbed the almost endless stairs before opening the door I walked into the single room and looked around at my minimal personal items. I had a bed, a wardrobe, a chest, a table, a chair and a set of drawers. I walked over to the wardrobe and pulled out a short cut green dress that had been my mothers, I sighed before putting it back then went over to my drawers and pulled out a tight green shirt and green leggings before starting to take off her clothes from today and getting changed. I then packed up every thing into a small green backpack including an easy to put on green skirt. I was finally traveling out into the Human, Dwarf, Urgal, Ork, Werecat, Dragon and Rider world. I was nervous, excited and scared, but Queen Arya had asked me and I would do anything for her and her beautiful green dragon. I would serve the varden the best that I could.

ARYA IS NOT A RIDER IS SHE?

She is. Sorry to spoil it!

I am SOOOOO sorry!!

I have to question the logic of anyone who starts an Eragon storybook without finishing the series. Not trying to be mean, just stating the facts. Sorry.

Kurgorix

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Not sure if we're doing this in 1st or 3rd person, just going to write.

Kurgorix awoke in his tent, wind whistling through the fabric. He had ten minutes left before his shift on watch, but decided to rise early and exercise his muscles.
Strapping on his belt, Kurgorix selected a hefty axe from where it lay beside his bed and proceeded out into the half-lit field beyond the flaps of his tent. Tossing his head, he swung the axe once, twice, allowing blood to flow into his muscles. Without further ado, he began to leap and strike, simulating a battle experience.
Quickly he began to pant, but kept on regardless. He was determined to work all weakness from his body. Swing. Leap. Punch.
His vision began to blur, the exertion exacting a precious toll on his body. He felt overcome by dizziness, quickly becoming disoriented.
Kurgorix awoke in his bed, head throbbing. Another ram, Gruher, stood over him.
"You are sick, Nar Kurgorix. Let me take your watch."
Kurgorix shook his head and tried to rise, but the weight of his own horns weighed him down. Gruher moved out of sight; Kurgorix trusted him to remain loyal, but as for some of the other rams, he was not sure.

MariaRowlands wrote:Species and Appearance: (either Human or Elf)

In Inheritance, Eragon rigs it so that dwarfs and urgals can be riders too, so is that allowed?

I love the inheritence series I can't wait to get started!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


This is your Dragon profile:
Name:Eylania
Age: 4 years old
Gender:Female
Wing Span:12 feet combined
Colour:silver
Personality: a shy, yet wise young dragon full of spirit and strength
Side: (Varden or Galbatorix) Varden
Rider: Atanir
Up for love?: Only for a suitable dragon that has won trust in both her and her riders eyes.
Other: extremely strong legs and tail.




This is your Rider profile:
Name: Atanir
Age:16 years old
Gender: Female
Species and Appearance: (either Human or Elf) A medium heighted human with an attitude. Deep dark black eyes with even darker hair. skinny and flexible- able to squeeze into very small spaces.
Personality: Extreme Attitude! Needs some help with that but can be a lovable sweet person. Very good actor.
History: Born in a small farming village. Her mother, Reanial, died when she was two. She hardened herself to everyone and everything. Then Came Eylania.
Side: Varden
Dragon: Eylania
Up for love?: maybe if someone, the right someone, crosses paths with her
Other: Has been quiet since her mom died, barely talks to anyone (but her dragon), and when she does, its either in a whisper or rudely.

Vrael Aramist

Vrael lied on Aetherium's back as he winged his way over the sea to Alagaseia. It's nice to be returning home after so long training with Eragon was well excellent. But I miss the fields and mountains of Alagaseia. Vrael adjusted slightly in his specially designed saddle it allowed him to rest on long travels comfortably.

Vrael spoke to Aetherium through their mental connection. I agree I miss mom and dad and I miss home. Vrael got up tired of resting of and removed a large hunk of wood from my pack. Vrael started carving slowly trying to decide what to make. It will be interesting to be on our own as full fledged Riders.

Aetherium spoke in to Vrael's mind I agree we're truly on our own. He spat a line of his pure silver flames. I can't wait to not have anyone to stop us from taking all the risk we want.

Oooh, could I have a spot for a character?

Half-human, half-elf

Name: Zilla

Age: 15

Gender: Female

Appearance: Short but athletic, with long, tangled dark hair down her back, striking olive green eyes, impish look on her face.

Personality: Very fiery, bad-tempered, though with a dry sense of humour, always ready to fight with fist, bow, dagger and a touch of magic, knows about herbs and healing. Is a good runner, swimmer and climber. Charms animals.

History: Raised as a human orphan in a small village by the coast. Started working with animals at a young age, earned a reputation as a witch and an outcast, which she gladly accepted and cultivated to gain some privacy. Nobody, including herself, knows of her elven descent.

Side: (if you are in the Varden or the King's Army you can use this) Will be recruited by an evil invading army.

Up for love?: If you can win her, yes. A strong, confident man might sway her, but expect a fight.

Other: Has her own pack of familiar animals to help her in battle.

Shade

Name: Haredr
Age: 83
Gender: Male
Powers: A new shade with amazing capabilities of magic
Appearance: Tall, yellow buckteeth, oily brown hair, evil black eyes, scar running from bottom lip to forehead. skinny
Personality: Evil through and through.
History: Was an ordinary man until some drunk magician created him. Power crazy, has devastated some minor cities.
Side: Empire
Up for love?: No of course not, he's a mad, power crazy, blood-shedding shade!!!
Other: Is allowed to be killed by Atanir and Eylania.

I just love the inheritence series!!!!!!!!!!!

Zilla


Zilla leapt at a boulder and grasped a handful of foliage. The grass squawked between her fingers, until she tightened her grip and pulled herself onto the rock. Finally finding a safe place to stand, she squinted down through a screen of flashing water droplets. A few creepers stirred, then were thrust aside by Dorrin as he fought his way onto a ledge.
“Come on!” Zilla called, grinning at his irritation. “You’re way too slow to beat me!”
“But you’re a witch!” he shouted back. “However could I dare compete with your mysterious powers of levitation?”

They stood for a moment, panting, wondering whether they should laugh. Then Zilla broke into a loud guffaw and Dorrin snorted with laughter, blowing a fine mist of water off his upper lip. Zilla was bubbling with excitement.
“It’s not much further,” she said. “And it’s really beautiful.”
“You said that an hour ago!” said Dorrin, but he grinned and pulled himself onto the next boulder. Zilla made sure that he was not too far behind before clambering further up the narrow gorge.
“I hope it isn’t another Beor cub,” gasped Dorrin. “I got the fright of my life when the thing crawled out of its cave—nearly shot it, you know.”
“You’re being silly,” called Zilla. “And I made you leave your bow at home today, remember.” She waited for him to catch up again.
“They say you’re a sorceress,” he said, “and you call spirits to give children nightmares.”
“Last week they said I was poisoning the creek with the innards of toads,” she chuckled. “Do they know that you are my accomplice?”
“Not yet, but I think my father is suspecting something,” he scowled.
“I’ll leave you alone for a time, then,” said Zilla.
Dorrin looked up, wiping moisture from his face.
“Zilla?” he called. “Where are you?”
He scrambled over a rock.

“Look, Dorrin,” she smiled. “Isn’t he beautiful?”
At her feet, a furry creature the size of a small dog bared its teeth and growled. It lifted an enormous paw and scraped the ground with very prominent claws.
“A Shrrg puppy?” he gaped.
“Isn’t he adorable? His mother was killed by a Beor, so I take care of him now. I’m planning to move him to my hut this week.”
“No.”
“But what else can I do?” She took a strip of dried meat out of her pouch and gave it to Dorrin. “Feed him. He’ll like you.”
“You know those things grow like dragons. It’ll eat up the whole village!”
“What a loss,” muttered Zilla.
“I’m serious. I swear— I swear I’ll make them burn you if you try!” shouted Dorrin, throwing the meat aside. Instantly the mood changed.
With frightening speed Zilla caught him a blow across the face. The Shrrg jumped onto his chest as he fell with a vicious snarl.
“Back off!” Zilla barked. The creature slunk back to her side. “And there’s more where that came from. You shouldn’t be threatening me. If I didn’t know better, I would think that you have become afraid of me, like the others.”
Dorrin got up slowly, keeping his eyes on the restless wolf.
“I’m going back to the village,” he spat. “It's true, what they say. You are a witch. I saw you last night. Making sparks, snapping your fingers. And if you are going to endanger the village by bringing that thing down there, I meant what I said. They’ll kill you.”
“I hope you fall!” Zilla shouted after him as he leaped down the steep incline.

In the gap between two trees, a small trickle of smoke from far below tainted the sky. The Shrrg pricked his ears. He alone could hear the soft sound of villagers screaming.

You guys are all in. OMG ARYA IS A RIDER! Is her dragon a male or female? And ELLYNARA3, It's fine. I'm gonna finish reading the last book when mum gives it back to me. being grounded sux!

Her dragon is male!

^ And green XD ^

OMG! THAT IS SO COOL! What about Eragon and Saphira? Do you guys think that they'll come back?