Dragon Riders: Impending Doom (An Eragon RP) (SUs are still open)

[Keiten]

Ryden and Kyrr

Ryden glanced at Fright Knight and sighed. "History is important, Fright Knight. One should learn about the past, lest they repeat it," Ryden said to him. Kyrr did not comment, but instead growled deeply. Ryden looked at Kyrr and patted hs side. "It's fine, Kyrr, calm yourself..." Ryden opened a small pouch and ate some berries, obviously hungry because he had missed breakfast earlier. He glanced at Eragon and bowed his head. Please continue, Master Eragon. I apoligize for my interruption."

[Bumblebee16]

Trent and Deryde
Crags of Tel'naeir

It's fine. Just make sure you don't make it a habit, Saphira told the pair.

"Of course Master, I will try my best not to be late again." Trent assured o Saphira.

"Now, an elf and his companion, a dragon, were responsible for ending this war. This elf had found an egg and raised the dragon as his own. They grew close and once the dragon was strong enough the flew across Alagaesia sealing treaties between the elves and the dragons. This ended the devastating war. Can anyone name both the dragon and the elf?" asked Eragon another question.

"I hope we don't sit here all day. Trent whispered to Deryde.

"Yeah, but we need to learn this stuff, though you are right I don't just want to sit here." Deryde said in private.

"I want some sword action." Trent said excitedly in private.

In due time you will. Deryde said calmly.

[5TailedDemonLizard]

Meghan Lireth and Mailen
Crags of Tel'naeir

Meghan quietly stepped out of the trees, closely followed by her purple dragon.

It seems we are a bit late. I apologize Master Saphira, Master Eragon. Mailen bent her head and sat down.

"As do I." Meghan said, leaning against her dragon's chest as she sat down "It won't happen again."

Listen. Mailen said, prodding Meghan with her snout We want to make up for our late timing in coming here. Make sure youo listen carefully

"Alright."

Meghan glanced up at Saphira. She was so big, and Meghan remembered when she had first saw the blue dragon. When she had gotten her dragon egg. Meghan smiled and then waited for Eragon to ask the next question.

[Caraa]

Taylor Einhorn and Nightwing
Crags of Tel'naeir

Taylor laughed deeply as Nightwing tackled him out of the trees. Even though Nightwing is big, he is still smaller then the average dragon. His navy colored scales made him hard to see in the blackness of the night, but easy to spot during the day. Both Taylor and Nightwing looked up to see many dragons and riders of different races. The duo both stopped playing around and straightened up.

"Masters Eragon and Saphira...we...I...I apologize for the loud intrusion," Taylor said sheepishly, walking towards the circle of students. He sat down indian style, trying not to make too much of a bad impression. Nightwing caught on.

Too late for that, Taylor.

"Shut up," he mumbled quietly.

[5TailedDemonLizard]

Meghan Lireth and Mailen
Crags of Tel'naeir


Meghan let out a small chuckle as the navy dragon and its rider sat down a little bit away from her and Mailen. She leaned over.

"Nice." She said this one word while barely moving her lips, not wanting to offend Masters Eragon and Saphira. Mailen snorted on her head.

Pay attention little one. We don't want to get them mad at us.

Meghan shrugged and leaned back against Mailen's chest. She looked around at the other dragons. The colors were mostly white and black, some with red, and then the navy dragon that just entered. Mai seemed to stand out a bit.

"See. I told you that you were unique."
Yes. I don't think I've seen many dragons of my color before. I guess you're right. Ah well.

[Alana Marie]

Minerva and Entincelle
Crags of Tel'naeir



Minerva was sitting in her room staring at the wall, as if it had the answer to the question on her mind. The wall stared back blankly, no answer in its creviced surface. For a long while the elf had sat there, staring straight into the wall, as if trying to see beyond it. Nothing was a small flick of her eyelash moved on the girls slender body. Legs crossed, arms resting on each one she sat staring and staring for the longest time.

Where is she… her subconscious wondered through the meditation. A gentle rebuke to her otherwise calm state of mind. Meditation always calmed her. Settled her vast mind.

The question on her mind was not where she (she being someone very important to Minvera) was, though it did matter a great deal at the moment, but the question was what is almost always was.

[color=indigo][/I] What killed my parents…[/I] her calm mind was throwing up ideas and then dismissing them.
Disease? it said, Poison? Attack? TREASON?” Minerva shut down each obsurd suggestion, letting the ideas flow through before dismissing each one with a sigh. It was a strange thought processes, that she only used in meditation (for thinking up random problems without logic in a dire situation was not the best tactic) she would let whatever come to mind, well, come to mind. Before dismissing the idea as ‘wrong’ ‘false’ or ‘absurd’.

Minerva turned her attention to a small mole hill, located approximately 3.23 feet away from her humble abode. Inside, a revolt was stirring, one to shake the ages of the small colony. Now, Moles do not seem like the kind to revolt, but the leader mole was infuriating (even to Minerva, who was extremely in tune with the environment) hoarding all the food for itself. The rebellion was heating up now, more moles from the far reaches of the hole had joined in, feeling it was time for a change. Finally, the attack was going to begin at sunset. The mole leader still had some followers, willing to fight to the death. So the rebellion was ready to fight. Two scouts would dig new excess ways to the sentries posted outside the main chamber, once they were incapacitated, the rest of the rebellion would charge forward.

Minerva’s mind wandered into the mole leaders head. The pompous fool, thinking he was safe in his wood enforced room. A plan was formulating in it’s head, one that Minerva had to see, she wanted to know if the rebellion even had a chance! It reminded her vaguely of the Varden vs. Glabatorix story. Minerva knew if she helped the rebellion would win, but messing with the worlds natural order was a big ‘no no’ to her.

Just as she was about to reach into the evil moles mind, something brushed her conscience. A gentle, yet brutal blow to her cerebellum by the hands (or, rather claws) of a friend. Minerva was tossed backwards off her bed, clasping her head in confusion and a small but if pain. Her eyes returned to their natural look, rather then the glassy appearance they took on while in meditation.

Checking in on our little mole friends I see giggled a soothing, yet familiar voice. The confusion/pain in head dissipated.

“Yes, well you are late Missy, and now I am late too.” Minerva fumed, a small sense of irritation in her melodic voice. The owner of the voice popped her large head through the window, her large blue eyes staring at the rose haired girl.

You could have very well gone without me she intoned, shaking her massive body of a few leaves. Minerva stalked out, back straight as she climbed gracefully onto her dragon.

“Showing up without you would make it seem as though I was over powering you yet again.” she muttered under her breath. Several elves look her way, if they did not know that Dragon’s communicated with their Rider’s it would appear as though this pink haired young lady was talking to herself.

Good point, but lets no be any later then we must Celle clipped, within a second after the gentle suggestion Minerva felt the ripple of muscles as Entincelle bent her hind legs for take off. With a astounding woooooosh they were in the air, Celle’s wings flapping in a melodic rhythm. They headed for the training ground. Celle landed in the forest just outside their lesson, where no one could see them.

After walking a bit Minerva and Entincelle appeared from the forest behind Eragon and Saphira. Moisture dotted her pale blue skin and long pink hair. Her red dress flowing out behind her. Her face was void of any emotion. But a small sneer of annoyance had just left her face as she left the leafy foliage.



“My apologies Master Eragon” said the girl with a bowed head to her master “Master Saphira” she bowed to the large blue dragon in front of her. Before walking over and sitting between Ryden and Fright Knight, only because she really did not feel like hearing them bicker, and her presence between them might cause them to stop.

Minerva was the newest student to the group, she had only attended 4 lessons so far, and 3 of them she had been late to. Not the best impression, for Minerva was usually so punctual, but it seemed Celle was purposely making them late over and over.

Celle bowed her large head to Eragon and Saphira Master Eragon, Master Saphira she walked over and sat behind Minerva, her tail flicking back and forth behind her.

You did that on purpose did you not? Minerva brodcasted to Celle only, her face fell a bit as she did so.

Me? Purposlly make us late? Even after you overpowered me last night? Perish the thought! She responded to her master, a smile curling on her fanged lips. The private brodcast between the two left Minerva grimacing. If the other students were paying attention they would know the two were conversing in their minds but the body language and facial expressions.

[poke123]

Eragon Bromsson and Saphira
Small clearing next to the Crags of Tel'naeir

Fright Knight answered the question quickly.

"That is correct. Eragon I and Bid'Daum are resposible for the creation of the Dragon Riders. Now, for a while these Riders maintained peace in Alagaesia," responded Eragon.

A rider and his navy blue dragon fell into the clearing. They seemed to be playing. However, they quickly straightened themselves and excused themselves. Eragon and Saphira nodded in approval. Eragon began to speak again. However, he was interrupted by another rider and her dragon arriving. They also excused themselves and sat down. Eragon sighed and forgave the pair. Then, he resumed his speech.

"Now, these Dragon Riders kept peace for many years. They faced several conflicts, but there were few that actual resulted in the death of a Rider and his dragon. However, one instance, a young rider's dragon was killed. The death of his dragon was devastating. He begged the elders for another dragon, but he was denied. Then, he killed a fellow rider and stole his dragon, using dark magic to make the dragon obey him. He went off to kill the Dragon Riders with his group of followers. This man, of course, was Galbatorix," lectured the Dragon Rider.

As he was lecturing, Saphira began to talk to Eragon.

The students seem to be getting restless, little one, said Saphira.

Eragon nodded in agreement.

They must want to do something instead of sitting here and listening. They always do seem to prefer being active, said Saphira.

Eragon chuckled.

"Alright then, I've decided that we will finish our history lesson early today. However, for me to do this, you all must answer two questions. First, what was the name of the island which served as the home of the Dragon Riders and what was its capital? Second, what was the name of the group of followers that Galbatorix had? Also, Fright Knight may not answer these questions as he has already answered the previous two," explained Eragon.

He waited patiently for his students to respond.

[Dr Robotnik]

Fright Knight and Scourge
Clearing near the Crags of Tel'Naeir

He nodded his head and pulled his sword from where he'd impailed it halfway to the hilt in a single motion and sheathed it, waiting for something more interesting to happen.

((I have to go till tomorrow, don't do anything important till I return, please.))

[5TailedDemonLizard]

Meghan Lireth and Maien
Crags of Tel'naeir

Meghan raised her hand quickly. She remembered this.

"The group of followers was called the Forsworn. And my answer for the first, although I am a little unsure, the island was Alagaesia, and the capitol was Ilirea, now called Uru'baen."

I believe that was correct, little one. You may have gotten it right. Our home, Alagaesia, is the only island that Uru'baen was on. So it has to be that.

Meghan nodded one, still a bit unsure. She bit her bottom lip and waited.

[Sight of the Stars]

Crystal Estrada and Fortizia
Small clearing next to the Crags of Tel'naeir

Crystal bit her lip in frustration as Fright Knight answered as she opened her mouth to speak.

"Alright then, I've decided that we will finish our history lesson early today. However, for me to do this, you all must answer two questions. First, what was the name of the island which served as the home of the Dragon Riders and what was its capital? Second, what was the name of the group of followers that Galbatorix had? Also, Fright Knight may not answer these questions as he has already answered the previous two,"

Crystal answered the first question quickly, barely after he finished asking the questions.

"The name of the island which served as the home of Dragon Riders is Vroengard, and its capital was Doru Araeba," she answered. Crystal added; "Before the Fall."

[Alana Marie]

Minerva and Entincelle
Crags of Tel'naeir



Minerva knew the answers to all these questions, but, Arya had told her to not venture ahead of the class anymore, so flaunting her knowledge was not the best thing for her at the moment. Especially since she had disregarded the rule and continued reading ahead and learning.

"Alright then, I've decided that we will finish our history lesson early today. However, for me to do this, you all must answer two questions. First, what was the name of the island which served as the home of the Dragon Riders and what was its capital? Second, what was the name of the group of followers that Galbatorix had? Also, Fright Knight may not answer these questions as he has already answered the previous two,"

Vroengard, and its capital was Doru Araeba her mused in her mind. She really was not too keen on letting her classmates know of her intelligence quite yet. She was not even sure Eragon knew it yet. She did, however, know that Saphira knew. Minerva rested her eyes on the large blue dragon, the mother of her own.

You could answer a question or two, Eragon might think you lazy or, shall I say, dumb? Celle quipped to her rider.

I am not too keen on sharing my IQ just yet, I’d rather not have a group of dragon rider’s cross with me for flaunting it. And I was never one to show off she replied modestly. A puff of sarcastic smoke blew out of Celle’s maw at the notion. And a sly smile appeared on Minerva.

The day I see you humble is the day I grow feathers and squawk like a chicken

I think I could arrange that

Pay attention little one

Oh don’t start that! Why do all you dragons insits on calling us “little one”? I far surpass you in years. the rebuke was gentle and playful. Celle shook her head and bumped Minerva with her foot.

Minerva’s gaze had been focused on Saphira and Eragon the whole conversation, but her facial features showed she was not really paying attention. She really did not need to. She knew this all already. She knew it when she was 10.

"The group of followers was called the Forsworn. And my answer for the first, although I am a little unsure, the island was Alagaesia, and the capitol was Ilirea, now called Uru'baen.” said a girl named Meghan. Minerva raised a eyebrow at this.

Minerva was about to give in and answer when she was cut off:
"The name of the island which served as the home of Dragon Riders is Vroengard, and its capital was Doru Araeba, after the fall” a girl known as Crystal managed to get out before Minerva did.

I do not wish to compete for a pat on the head by Master Eragon Minerva said curling her nose in disgust.

Knowledge is knowledge, you posses it whether you flaunt it or not she stated firmly

[Iwhatever you say love[/I]

[poke123]

Eragon Bromsson and Saphira
Small clearing next to the Crags of Tel'naeir

"The group of followers was called the Forsworn. And my answer for the first, although I am a little unsure, the island was Alagaesia, and the capitol was Ilirea, now called Uru'baen." Meghan said.

"The first answer you gave is correct, but the second one is incorrect," responded Eragon.

He looked around to see if anyone else would get the answer correct. One of his experienced students, Crystal, responded to the question.

"The name of the island which served as the home of Dragon Riders is Vroengard, and its capital was Doru Araeba," she answered. Crystal added; "Before the Fall."

Eragon nodded with a smile.

"That is correct. It seems you all have been paying attention," said Eragon, "Now, we will test your skills with a sword. You need a partner for this. You will continue until I tell you to stop. This will not be playful fighting. You will fight until oone of you is either knocked out or gives up. You may take short breaks, but you must continue after your short break," explained Eragon.

Fright Knight, Crystal, usually you two practice with each other because you are more experienced than the rest. However, we will allow you to practice with someone else if you like, Saphira told the elder students.

[Sight of the Stars]

Crystal Estrada and Fortizia
Small clearing next to the Crags of Tel'naeir

"That is correct. It seems you all have been paying attention," said Eragon, "Now, we will test your skills with a sword. You need a partner for this. You will continue until I tell you to stop. This will not be playful fighting. You will fight until oone of you is either knocked out or gives up. You may take short breaks, but you must continue after your short break."

Crystal rose, and withdrew her large sword with a metallic ring. As she was about to approach her normal partner, Fright Knight, Saphira spoke.

Fright Knight, Crystal, usually you two practice with each other because you are more experienced than the rest. However, we will allow you to practice with someone else if you like, the sapphire dragon noted.

Crystal nodded, and glazed her eyes over the other students, already knowing who she was going to pick.

"Minerva, would you like to be my partner?"

[Alana Marie]

Minerva and Entincelle
Small clearing next to the Crags of Tel'naeir



“Now, we will test your skills with a sword. You need a partner for this. You will continue until I tell you to stop. This will not be playful fighting. You will fight until one of you is either knocked out or gives up. You may take short breaks, but you must continue after your short break,"

A smile developed on Minerva’s face.

Sword Fighting

One of her forte’s. Minerva popped to her feet quickly. With one swift movement the large, flowing part of her dress was removed with the pull of a string. Revealing a shorter dress with slits on each side (much like the dress in this picture) it. She took a small leather thong and pulled her long hair into a messy bun.

Crystal walked over to her “Minerva, would you like to be my partner?” she asked. Minerva looked at the elder student.

“Of course” Minerva said bowing her head. It was some of the first few words she had uttered since she joined the class. Celle grinned briefly and stalked over to a nearby tree to watch her rider work.

Have fun you two she said to them before curling in a ball I the shade of a oak.

Minerva removed her sword, balancing the strange blade on her forefinger, checking the balance with a steady gaze.

“So my first fighting class begins” she said to no one in particular “glad its with you” she finished, directed at Crystal.

[[OOC: Ew short]]

[Sight of the Stars]

Crystal Estrada and Fortizia
Small clearing next to the Crags of Tel'naeir

“Of course," Minerva replied, bowing her head. “So my first fighting class begins, glad it's with you."

Crystal nodded, and separated herself from the other students, some of whom tended to give Crystal a wide berth when she wielded her sword, which was very long, at least five feet. The crystal quartz glimmered in the sunlight, as well as the tiny sapphires in the dragons eyes that curved out from the hilt of the sword.

"So, my fellow Rider, would you like to make the first move, or shall I?" Crystal asked politely. She began twirling the sword, which was at least ten pounds, with barely two fingers, then flipped it into a fighting position.

Fortizia, in the meantime, curled up at the sidelines, ready to stop Crystal if she went too far. Crystal nodded in approval to her dragon, understanding her notions.

Careful, Crystal. You're not fighting Fright Knight this time. she warned.

Yes, I know. I'll keep my feral side under control.