Digging Deep and Finding The Power [Invite Only]

[Nandon]

Nandon sighed as no one made the move to start... "Well... I guess I shall go first..." Nandon said and looked down at his wine glass before downing the rest of it in a single gulp. With another sigh he began "Well... To truely know my story... You need to know abit of my mothers....In short... She was captured by a forsworn who I never learned his name... And was raped untill she was pregnant and then escaped... I was born a short time later and for a good half of my life I was Ridiculed for most of my life as a reminder of my mothers pain... And then after awhile I fled and joined the varden as a scout...Shortly after my mother died... And thats pretty much my deep dark past..." Nandon said with another sigh as he poured another glass of wine and stirred the stew,,, It was almost ready

[fëanàro]

Feanaro sat there still not saying anything his ears perked up slightly as he shifted his eyes behind him quickly, sipping his wine feanaro knew what he had to reveal would probably raise a few eye brows. Or more likely get shocked reactions from the others an for that the elf was slightly nervous about talking.

But as nandon began to talk fean found it white interesting to learn he was the spawn of one of forsworn. An feanaro also began to wounder witch one may be nandons father. "Hmm so nandon is the spawn of a forsworn this is an interesting turn of events I may have to keep an eye on him". Knowing all to well you can never venti cautious feanaro felt comfortable with nandon but still the only other known child of a forsworn is well on his way to being his father.

[Nepherion]

Nepherion smiled pleasantly at the pair as he took his seat on the rotten stump around the campfire. He knew that Starlight had curled up behind him as he so often did when he felt the need for sleep. Starlight's was mind was still active, taking in the sounds around him and being mentally intoned with his Rider. Some night huh ? Nepherion commented to Starlight. The beast let out snort of amusement. For you maybe, I could feel your flustering emotions... You have quite the crush on her. Nepherion blushed cause he knew he could not hide it from Starlight. And why would he ? Nepherion had known all of Starlight's inner workings. That includes his small infatuation with Amira. You are not to speak of that aloud. Starlight growled, picking up on Nepherion's thoughts. Nepherion smiled. Yea, Yea. Same for you Starlight. . The beast lifted a lid and fixed it on Nepherio's back. I cannot speak on my own little one. I could not tell your secret even if I wanted too. The bond prevents it. he said, though whether he was telling the truth of not Nepherion could not tell.

As Nandon's story came to an end, Nepherion found himself in a state of awe. He had heard of his tragic upbring's but never before had Nandon told him he was the offspring of a Forsworn. His index finger tapped silently against his crossed arms as he thought. Nandon... A Forsworn hatchling. I guess not many of us gets to choose our parents... Or our fate. With a intentional coughing, Nepherion stood up and looked around the camp fire.The face's of his chosen companions seemed to almost compliment each other in the grand scheme of things. " As you all know, I'am Nepherion Coldfire- Son of none. " he started with a slightly chipper tone. " Well let's see.... I don't know much of my real parents, and truth be told I can barely remember my life as a orphan. " Which was true. His real parents had been untraceable and honestly he had tried looking to his memories, but had always ran into a dark, infallible wall before the age of four. Since learning of magic he had begun to think some spell has been cast on him, but never had the time to dive any deeper into it. " All I can remember is having a resentment against the Empire's ways and gaining the power to start to combat it. I remember gaining friends like you guys, and a mentor like Nandon-elda. I remember meeting Caspia for the first time. And most of all... I remember becoming bonded to the greatest dragon ever. " he declared, smiling almost like a madman. He took a deep breathe and sat back down on the stump, looking towards Feanaro. " You wanna go next stranger ? " he asked, as the deep breathes of Starlight's slumber echoed through the camp.

[[cass]]

She allowed the shadows around her to cover her, letting her body seep into them, hiding her from everyone’s eyes. She did not like the direction that the conversation had turned towards, she was not one to reveal secrets preferring to keep them by to her. Her eyes flickered swiftly over to Nepherion, the flame of the fire danced across his features and she was reminded once more of truly how good looking he was. She bite her lip, she wanted to scold herself for holding his hand, hinting to him just the smallest bit of how she felt, but she had done it. Amira lay beside her, her neck stretching out to rest beside her leg, her eyes were closed, but Caspia knew that behind it her whole body was alive and alert, she was ready for anything and everything. She was ready to jump up and do anything, to kill and slaughter with the hint of any danger, discomfort or worry. Right now her eyes flickered upon, focusing on Caspia, her eyes glittered with concern. She could sense her worry and her discomfort and for a brief moment she allowed the voices of the others to settle over her like a blanket.

She drank in them and she knew why Caspia felt that way. Little one, you don’t have to say a word, they will not ask you. If they do just lie as you always have done. Caspia gave her a swift nod, the slightest inclination of her head. She was not worried about the lying; the lies came easier than the truth did to her. She had built a protective layer around herself to the point where her lies were her truth and the truth seemed like a lie. Nepherion was the only one who knew the truth and he would be the only one to know it. She would share it with no one. It would go with her to her grave. I know I do not have to say a word to them. They are not worth my attention… I just wonder how they would react if they heard a story that was unlike their own. I have heard stories of forsaken children and mistakes. In this world those kinds of upbringings are normal. Her words were calm and perhaps only slightly hindered by a little bit of hesitance. I’m concerned because of him… I don’t know how I feel. A soft frown caressed her face; she was slightly perplexed and felt a little inadequate with expressing her feelings.

It was not that she hated expressing her feelings, but it was her hearts interests, her love interests that she would not talk about. She felt slightly awkward with the words slipping from her lips. A slight brush had crept onto her cheeks; the colour was, hopefully protected by the safety of the flames. Caspia however you feel is the way you want to feel, don’t feel embarrassed. Amira shook her head slightly, snorting gently to rid the dust from her nostrils. Caspia looked over in surprise at the purple dragon, her feelings flooding through her and she stared at her in a small amount of shock as a giant white dragon flickered across her image, like a vision, a picture there for a second and gone the next, it was Starlight… Oh… You like him.

[/i] Amira snorted as if Caspia was mocking her. tsk tsk Amira, don’t be embarrassed of your feelings. She couldn’t stop a grin from crossing her lips.

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[fëanàro]

Feanaro enjoyed listning to the stories the others were telling it was interesting to here what the others went through.. but fean's eyes fell to caspia she was good looking but it wasn't the female elves beauty that cought his attention, it was her impossible to read face that cought his attention. Usually people who are this hard to read had a tragic pass that made then so hard, so something about this riders past forces her to hid her emotions behind a stone wall but what could it be. Feanaro shook his head quickly an shifted his gaze before he got cought staring witch would not be good,he already sensed that caspia didn't like nor trust him an nandon for some odd reason.

It was his turn to share his past a bit with his new companions but were an how to start was the problem. Looking to each of them a momment before he cleared his throat, "well to be honest my upbringing was not so bad,my father deraj is a general an warrior for the queens army and my mother Nerwen is a healer of sorts but she also has many occupations. Both my parients trained me since I was about four from swordsmanship all the way to botany .my entire life I not only devoted to being a great warrior like my father but also a student to my mothers teachings. " feanaro paused a momment to gather his thought before deciding how best to continue "over the years I gains a few nicknames as well my father liked to refer to me as the shadow because I was able to move silently through the forrest an were ever there was darkness I could move quite undetectably. And the other nick name I have gains is.....shadeslayer"

From the trees behind the camp came a low growl from the darkness the sound of something moving could be herd. An slowly but surly the outline of something big could be seen, before the head of a pitch black dragon broke into the fire light scales dark as a moonless night sky shining almost like black diamonds. Eyes that were also black as coals except for the pupils witch were a baby blue color. Timidly the dragon that was around the size of a house came into full view, an feanaro smiled wile walking over towards jarkore "and this is jarkore.... my dragon. You see I found jarkores egg in the forrest of du weldenvarden but when I found him a shade an some solders who I later found out were egg hunters also found jarkore. To make things short we had a battle were I slew the 6 soldiers an then battled it out with the shade were I got these" takeing off his shirt feanaro showed his scar across his side an the one on his chest were the shade sliced an staged him. After a few momments of show an tell feanaro out his shirt back on

"Honestly I only won due to the shades ignorance not my skill,but I was willing to die protecting jarkores egg". Finishing his story feanaro stood there next to his dragon happy to be with him agian,he knew nepherion would like to know why fean didn't speak of this before since fean was in nepherion camp near belatona and he also knew the arrival of jarkore more then likely startled neon an casses dragons witch could be a problem. But the elf did not care it was a secrete he had to keep until now.

[Nepherion]

Feanaro's story was especially interesting to Nepherion. He had been wondering about the elf since he had met him, wondering just what kind of person he had chosen. Throughout his story, Nepherion's expression changed with the general mood, but he couldn't had expected what would happen next. At theqwq

[Nepherion]

Feanaro's story was especially interesting to Nepherion. He had been wondering about the elf since he had met him, wondering just what kind of person he had chosen. Throughout his story, Nepherion's expression changed with the general mood, but he couldn't had expected what would happen next.

Nepherion shot up off the log at Fea's announcement. " Shadeslayer ! " he exclaimed, shocked at the statement. From what he knew only two known people had been Shadeslayers and Eragon was one of the latter. " How did you end up slaying a shade Feanaro ? " he asked with excitement. Suddenly a deep growl interrupted his question and Nepherion could feel Starlight's malice from behind him.

The white dragon's stood too all fours and glare menacingly at the forest behind him. His paw stomped into the ground as he roared a thunderous threat towards the enemy within the bushes. Nepherion hurried over to Starlight's side, brandishing Brojska . Neperhion and Starlight grimaced in unison at the draconian face, expecting a Rider to be on the shadow-covered back. He couldn't help but feel partly anxious and partly upset that they had allowed an enemy to sneak so close up to them. Or more so Caspia. He had to admit, he was feeling slightly more protective of her and Amira for some reason.
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As Feanaro walked to the dragon's side, Nepherion begin to think the worse. Did I invite a empire spy into the group. His fist clenched on Brojska's black-wired hilt. He swung Brojska to the side before vehemently yelling towards Feanaro. " What's the meaning of this !?! "

[fëanàro]

As feanaro had feared one of his fellow riders did not like jarkore appearing out of the darkness. As quickly as nepherion drew his blade teamwork had both his elven long knives out as a precaution if neph attacked. But before anything went to far feanaro yelled " WAIT, MY FELLOW BROTHER JUST WAIT!

Jarkore was startled to see one of the pointy ear people draw his weapon at his arrival but jarkore stood his ground like feanaro told him to before he arrived but due to the other dragons jarkore did not take a defensive or offensive positions so that they knew he was not here to attack. He wanted to try an contact one of the other dragons since they were the first he met.but since things may go bad he though it best to wait.

Not taking his gaze off nepherion feanaro spoke in the ancient language so that they all knew he was telling the truth "I am still your friend and me an jarkore mean you no harm,we are not spies and we do not fight for the empire,or varden for that matter. But I am a rider if you give me a chance I shall tell you everything witch should answer mostof of your questions." hoping that nepherion did not attack feanaro lowered his weapons and slid then back into their sheaths on his back.

He waited for a few tense momments to pass before he decided to tell his tale. Patting jarkore on his right front fore leg he spoke out loud to his dragonJUST he could sense his partners uneasyness "easy brother everything is going to be fine." THEN takeing a few berths to calm his nerves he spoke to the group agian this tine in the regular language " to answer your first question nepherion slayed a shade when I found jarkores egg in the forrest of du weldenvarden I was off exploring the forrest as i often did when I griped over this black stone witch I later learned was a dragon egg. But there was a shade with a small group of soldiers who were egg hunters for the king.they hunted alagaesia for any eggs belonging to dragons who escaped the kings slaughter. To make a long story short I slew all 6 of the soldiers an then found out their leader was a shade who disguised him self with magic to look human. We battled for I don't know how long,he was so sure he could kill me that he even promised me in the ancient language to not use magic against me.I was able to land a few blows on him but he landed many on me ". Takeing his shirt off agian showing his well toned upper body feanaro showed his scars from the shade. One long horrisontal slice scores his right side ribs,one on his left bicep, and the one on his right peck near the collar bone were you could tell he was staged and it went out the back. putting his shirt back on feanaro gave everyone a momment to let things sorta sink in before he went on "I also have one on my left thigh.now the one up on my chest were he staged me was his final blow witch I thought was the end of me. When he staged me I thought that was it so I stoped my long knives an wile he mocked and tonted me I made peace with my self. But then he took his glad out of my body and lifted me by the throte as if I was a mere child,he was going to impale me but before he did he asked ne if I had any last words. So in a final act to not go down with out a fight Iof quickly raised both hands to the sides of his neck an shouted JIERDA! Crushing his wind pipes inward. I knew this would not kill him so when he stoped me I took my chance an drove one of my blades into his heart."


Agian feanaro paused an looked at his fellow riders around the fire he one the important thing was they wanted to know about jarkore so he decided to make that story short and sweet "when I woke up after passing out from my wounds I found out jarkore hatched for me an from there the queen made me swear to hide an remain a secrete even from eragon so I could be used as back up and since jarkore was a baby she wanted mentor wait s full year so he was big enugh to ride and carry. More then just me as well as breath fire. I was told I would learn under the rider oromis when he was not training eragon an jarkore was to remain with me at all times until he grew big enugh to learn under gleader oromis dragon. But my framing did not last long for shortly after it began eragon returned an this time when he left oromis went with him an was killed by murtaugh. So I have been living in oromises quarters ever since. Until now and I chose to keep jarkore s secrete from you nepherion because I am foolish an I also did not know if I could trust anyone and for that I beg your forgiveness." and finally feanaro fell silent and awaited the reactions of the others he feared the backlash but he also felt good that he finally spoke about his encounters an his story about jarkore.