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Post by Brenton on Nov 8, 2012 10:13:31 GMT -5
KRISS
Kriss groaned as his back hit the ground after the drop kick from Brenton. He was really not happy with himself since he had been taken out by an arrow in the training and then sent flying by a drop kick out of no where. The elfling needed to learn to be more careful and not allow himself to be destroyed like that. The a human, the one who came with Brenton, stepped forward and introduced himself. Kriss stood up and felt the bruises that latticed his back begin to burn. He wasn't quite sure that training was his thing, but he wouldn't give up. Hey, I am Kriss. Brenton is right though, I am only alive because he was there to save me and I just rushed someone that I couldn't see.
BRENTON
Brenton looked into the vault as he moved his hand along the wall to the right and then felt the slight change in the texture of the stone. He muttered his name and then spoke to the wall. I am Brenton Bromsson, rider of Vaentr. This stone guards secrets meant only for riders and so I command thee to close the vault and open the room within. The stone burst into a bright blue light and when it dimmed there was a hole in the wall in front of him but the vault was closed where the secret stores of information and power were housed. Turning to Feanaro and Jarkore, Brenton spoke again. I am sorry for my absence but I was held in a cell after saving Kriss. It is my darkest hour now, for I must train you and also help in the training of Jarkore without my own dragon. Vaentr can still help, as well as Saphira, but they must stay with me.
SAPHIRA I
Saphira cast her mind to Feanaro and Jarkore, she didn't have to try with the defenses around the two but she just spoke in a calm manner. I am Saphira, Brom's dragon. It will be a pleasure to help train ones so young as you two. Now, we must help with our human companion.
VAENTR
Vaentr felt a deep sorrow within his heart but he also spoke to the two that he was training before he lost his body. Jarkore, do not think I will not train you. It will just be difficult to show you the proper way to do things and explain all that you must know. The eldunari stayed quiet after that.
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Post by Nandon on Nov 11, 2012 20:24:35 GMT -5
nodding his head at kriss once more he turned his head and looked around briefly wondering why he had been taken here... He was a human after all and from what he knew there had never been a human enter this forrest and leave again... He was fairly certain he wasnt going to be killed... but the question was what they would do to him. Running his hands through his hair for a brief moment he sighed then looked over at breton "So why bring me here? From what i remember of my history lessons no human has ever set foot in this forest... and those who do ether dont return or return with out there minds..."
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Post by Brenton on Nov 12, 2012 13:02:39 GMT -5
BRENTON
Brenton looked at Aysten as the human spoke about being in the forest of the elven race. He wanted to slap the younger male as well as laugh at what he said. Since it was a split in his wants, Brenton went with a third option. He told Aysten about the forest. Young human, do you really believe that the history taught to you is correct? Did you not lose someone to a servant of the Empire, who I add, is ruled by Galbatorix, an enemy of the elven race? So, with that said, the history you know is flawed. It is true that if you gaze into the minds of elves then you will go insane but not that if you enter the forest. There have been many humans here. Back in the time of the Rider's Era, many humans entered here to gather weapons and to train with us elves. Even recently, my half brother, Eragon Shadeslayer, entered these woods and returned a better fighter. That is why you are here. I wish to show you how to fight, and use magic. And while you are here, you may meet with Feanaro Shadeslayer anytime you wish. That was all the elf Prince said and he was rather irate with how the Empire could corrupt such minds as these.
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Post by Nandon on Nov 12, 2012 18:20:04 GMT -5
Aysten lowered his head embarassed as he sensed he had angered the elf who had become his friend. When he finished speaking he slowly lifted it and began to spoke but then stopped as a thought came to his mind."Wait a second... How do you know about Alyssa?" Aysten couldnt recall ever speaking of her... as he memories that where still in his mind of her where much to painful...
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Post by Brenton on Nov 14, 2012 11:34:57 GMT -5
BRENTON
Brenton grimaced as he realized that he had made a mistake when he said what he had, but it was the truth. He had suspected that Aysten had lost someone dear to him, since the Empire wasn't like any other powerful group. They would take from all and then laugh at those that tried to regain it. That was what had happened to his father, Brom. The deceased rider had lost Saphira and then he fought ever Forsworn still alive just to kill them all. And then he lost his life protecting the one who he thought was going to save the land. Now Brenton was in the same situation. He had lost Vaentr and was still fighting the battle to survive and hopefully live long enough to see the tyrant king dethroned and killed for his treachery. I didn't. It was a suspicion that you had lost someone dear to you but I was speaking of Nandon. Now that he is gone, do you believe that your history is still true?
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Post by fëanàro on Nov 14, 2012 16:18:08 GMT -5
As feanaro sensed brentons presence the elf could also sense that his teacher had another with him as well. Examining the contents of the vault wile he waited for Brenton to fully arrive fean reached out an grabed one of the books sitting in the vault, he skimmed through the pages slowly peering at all the true names that the book held. After a few minutes fean replaced the book be was reading with another that held words in the ancient language as well as magic, feanaro was mid way through skimming through this book as well when Brenton entered the training palace.
Feanaro put the book back in its spot as Brenton arrived next to him, when he asked feanaro if he found any hidden strengths the elven warrior looked into the vault briefly when Brenton then put his hand on the wall in the vault and opens up another secret part to it feanaro stood there shocked. "It pains my heart to know vaentr was killed but that will also push me to train harder . I feared you may have fallen as well but I never lost hope that you were alive and it is great to see you freed your self from your captives. I assume kriss is the other that I sensed was with you apon you're arrival.".
It was quite for a second then sapheria broke that silence as well as vaentr. Feanaro was about the speak when jarkore let out a mighty roar the echoed across the hall and through the opening in the ceiling "I will be honored to learn from you sapheria an you vaentr even though you both lack a body it will not hinder my progress, I will not give my self any excuse to fail in my learning from you both as long as you provide me with the nessacary knowledge I shall execute [/color]".
Feanaro looked to Brenton then to jarkore,the elf was impressed by his partner an his resolve to be master of the skies. Looking to Brenton feanaro spoke "Brenton how did you get these books an the power held in these gems is mind boggling "
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Post by Brenton on Nov 21, 2012 12:07:36 GMT -5
BRENTON
Brenton grimaced as he remembered his escapade into the King's library and vault. He had been a new rider and wanted to learn all that he could, so he had asked Vaentr to help him get into the rooms beyond the throne. The pair had crept in during an assault by a former Varden member and Brenton had grabbed some of the gems from the swords. He wasn't real fond of all of the other stuff but he had been forced to leave quickly. From that point, the rider had been able to siphon information and energy from the vast stores in the King's palace. All of that information and strength now sat housed in a rock vault that noone knew about.
Let's just say the King was never good at guarding that which he believed was already out of reach. So, first things, how has Kriss been training? Is he learning much yet?
KRISS
The young elfling watched the wall as it closed and then realized he couldn't talk to the people inside without using his mind. So Kriss cast his mind out and contacted Brenton. Did you find any clues as to where the shade went or if my family is safe?
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Post by fëanàro on Nov 29, 2012 23:37:03 GMT -5
Feanaro stood there lisning as Brenton told him about the sword gems as well as vaentr 's fate.. just the thought of loseing jarkore was enugh to make fean feal nauseas to the point of spewing stomach bile. Brenton strength an reserve even without the loss of his dragon made feanaro envy his mentor, but he smiled as Brenton finished his quick recount of events "yes well the mad king does think he os invincible and all knowing. I would have loved to see his reaction when he found out you were able to relieve him of these gems. The power they hold is vaster then I could immagen almost to the point im intimidated by such energy." The elven rider folded his arms an rested his chin on his right hand his eyes moving from gem to gem.
On the subject of kriss feanaro allowed his thoughts to shift to the young one Brenton sent to him. "Kriss is a very apt student he has a determination in him that is hard to come by.he works hard an trains until I praticaly drag him away for food an rest. Jarkore has also taking a likeing to him,often enjoying slightly licking on kriss cause it's easy to be intimidated by a dragon but kriss knows its all in good fun often fireing back with witty jokes of his own. Its been refreshing having a student, having been in very little contact with others for such periods of time makes it present to have company. " feanaro felt jarkores emotions an memories flash into him briefly as he got a glance of the black dragon feasting on some deer he had cought not to long ago.
Glancing over at Brenton fean raised an eyebrow slightly an asked "so my friend now that you are here an free. What is it you have planed if there is a plan that is?"
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Post by Brenton on Nov 30, 2012 14:16:57 GMT -5
BRENTON
Brenton nodded as he listened and then chuckled at the comment of Kriss having to be drug from the training area. He knew how it felt and so he was glad to be able to train the half elf. Finally the elf prince spoke. Take a gem and give it to Kriss. Right now the plan is to teach and train. Soon though, I will avenge Vaentr and destroy that shade.
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Post by Nandon on Nov 30, 2012 23:09:53 GMT -5
Aysten looked over at feanaro as he spoke and then at brenton as he spoke before slowly asking "Breton...Should we show him the memory nandon left us?"
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Post by fëanàro on Dec 3, 2012 14:11:31 GMT -5
Feanaro looked over the gems with a curious glance an choose one that was the color of the sky to give kriss. Figuring this was going ti be another learning curb for the young elf fean was about to contact kriss with his mind when he herd aysten
At hearing nandons name feanaro turned his head quickly at brentons other student "what memmorie, how do you know nandon?". At had been a few months since feanaro had herd from his friend nandon, he had met his fellow elf an the two became good friends nandon was like a brother fean never had often bringing out a childish side fean never really showed. He knew nandon was always getting into something but he never felt a need for concern but now he felt unsure for be did not know Brenton an aysten knew his friend.
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Post by Brenton on Dec 3, 2012 15:53:13 GMT -5
BRENTON
At the look of shock from Feanaro, Brenton immediately realized that he had never spoken of Nandon, having just said that another elf had helped him escape from the Empire and that he had freed a captive to the Emire. So, Brenton spoke up. You do realize that if we tell you this information then there will be problems. Anyhow, I first met Nandon back during the last few days of my service to the Empire. He was nothing but a captive to me at the time and I thought little of it, for I was trying to find a way to escape myself. Well, it was in Helgrind that I met a scarred and burned elf who was being brutally tortured. After I showed the Empire riders in the room that I meant business, I was given Nandon as my own captive. Well, I went to him and healed his injuries except for the burns. Then I spoke to him and allowed Nandon to escape through a hole in the side of Helgrind. That was when we became allies, after we fought to free ourselves.
Brenton drew in a breath and then continued his narrative. I was able to meet Nandon at the Varden camp but then I left to visit my home. That is when I started training you. After I left to go find Kriss, I was taken captive and had freed myself by escaping with several Empire soldiers following. Outside the cells was Aysten, who had been in contact with Nandon before he had arrived in Dras Leona. Well, when we escaped, I invaded Aysten's mind to see if there was any damage to him, as well as some personal questions. It was there that I found the memory. Nandon was in Dras Leona overlooking us as Aysten and I fled the city. He spoke to me and said that he was a mindslave and that I was to protect Aysten and bring him to you. There are some things unknown, but Aysten is in possession of the daggers that are believed to end the war.
Brenton stopped and then reached out to Kriss and called him in to the cave. He waited for a response.
KRISS
Kriss felt the mind of Brenton with the reassurance of safety for his family and then he was given th directive to appear in the cave. So, the elfling walked in and looked at the three others who were there. His back still hurt but he clenched the pain back and stood straight up so that he could show that he was strong. That was when he noticed all of the gems and books. Kriss wondered why they were all here but he knew that they contained great energy within them.
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Post by fëanàro on Dec 7, 2012 15:49:36 GMT -5
Listening to brentons tale about nandon feanaro a slight wave of depression come over him as he herd of his friend being tortured by the empire. As Brenton continued to tell that he had healed nandon an then aided his escape as well as his own an thus bringing this group together feanaro felt jarkores familiar touch in his mind "feanaro do not let this tale cloud your thoughts or darken your mind with plans of vengeance. There is a time and place for all things an at this time your place is here teaching and training. I did not get to meet nandon but from your memories of him I know he was a close friend of yours and we will find a way to free him of his enslavement but not now.[/color]". Fealing a pulse of happyness from jarkore pump through his body feanaro smirked anthe shook his head slightly..
Before he answered his dragon feanaro looked over Brenton "this is grave news indeed, I had no idea about nandons current fate I wish I would have traveled with him that way he probably wouldn't have got captured. Together we are a slippery pair an a dangerous tandom in battle. I thank you Brenton~elda for helping my friend I like to think you saved him from further suffering st the hands of galbatorix tortures. But learning that he is now a mind slave also further complacates things for now he is trapped for the time being but I will find a way to free him." Fean then waited for his pupil to enter the room along side himself Brenton an aysten, he was curious about these daggers.
"Jarkore thank you for the words of wisdome brother for with out them my mind and mood would be quite grim at the momment. When you get back I have some fire weed for you,I know how deer sometimes give you stomach problems." Fealing a wave of gratitude from his partner of the heart an mind his dragon simply then replied "little one[/color]"
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Post by Nandon on Dec 9, 2012 20:52:43 GMT -5
"Also..." Aysten stated looking left then right as if he held some sort of dirty secret. "I know Nandon had a dragon....And....I think I have its Eldunari...." He said slowly and looked down at his daggers once again in a guilty fashion.
"I started noticing a strange presance touching my mind and then withdrawing shortly after Breton taught me how to defend my mind..." He said then grabbed the daggers and pulled them out.
"Finally a few days ago it seemed to decide something and it attacked my mind and searched my memories to see if I was friend...In those couple of instances I managed to see a couple of the dragons own memories...And most where filled with Nandon..."
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Post by Nandon on Dec 9, 2012 21:02:57 GMT -5
(( This post is a invitation to my thread a Heroes welcome...))
A courier ran up quickly as soon as he found the secluded area where the elves where. Arriving he walked towards the group and spoke clearly.
"You have a invitation...A...Nandon? Is in the city and wishes to speak to you from his prison cell in the city..." The elf said calling it a prison cell due to the fact he assumed Nandon was a criminal.
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Alanoth
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A curious reader and writer...
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Post by Alanoth on Dec 11, 2012 16:07:00 GMT -5
A hooded figure stood upon a treetop not far away from where these Riders and Dragons prepared to train, or else did so. The figure gazed around himself at the vast forests of Du Weldenvarden, a sense of long-time repressed feeling filling his heart. He inhaled deeply, letting the sweet scents of the forest fill his lungs and his mind as all memories of his home came back in a rush. The ghost of a smile touched his lips, then he suddenly rocked forward, and fell from off the tree towards the ground.
Just before landing, Alanoth flipped over, landing deftly on his feet with an impressive thud. He crouched motionless for several moments, then stood casually, the shock of the landing having completely passed through him without harm. That sort of miracle came naturally for an elf who was several centuries old and had practically mastered battle. The old half-elf kept his hood up, and swiftly ran through the trees to the subjects of his observation. He moved to the edge of the clearing, and jsut watched silently, observing their techniques and how they conversed.
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Post by Brenton on Dec 12, 2012 17:40:57 GMT -5
BRENTON
Brenton was starting to wonder what had happened to Nandon when suddenly a courier appeared and spoke about the very elf that he was thinking of. It was almost strange that someone would appear but Brenton knew that Nandon hadn't been gone forever. Just the thought of his friend being in the city was enough to make him happy though, until the courier said the words prison cell. That was when Brenton had had enough. Brenton walked forward to the courier and smiled but the smile never reached past his cheeks. With a small growl, Brenton spun to his other friends and then back to the courier. It was about two seconds in the timespan that he had taken to move. In that time, Brenton knew what he would do. The elf jabbed his left fist forward and felt the knuckles connect with a force not known to many. Instead of finishing with just that, Brenton followed up with a right uppercut and could see the ripple of flesh as the courier fell forward and into the knee that Brenton had been prepared to use. By the time Brenton had calmed down, it left the courier with a busted jaw and several broken ribs as well. He was sure the elf had also been lucky enough to get some bruises and his nose looked busted, but Brenton didn't care too much.
It was about that time that Brenton heard a soft ripple of movement from the trees around them and he looked up to see another figure nearby. Brenton snarled and then spoke in a demanding tone. Are you here to see a fight as well? Or do you want to try and tell me why Nandon is in a cell and being treated like a prisoner? His anger was still flaring up and Brenton was ready to draw his sword, Undbitr, or a dagger that he kept hidden in his sleeve where he could reach it with ease.
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Post by fëanàro on Dec 13, 2012 15:11:45 GMT -5
Feanaro was in the middle of talking with jarkore through their mental link when the dragon told his rider he was going to be with him in a few minutes. As fean came back to his senses a messenger arrived and told the group about nandon being held prisoner. Feanaro felt a jolt of excitement at the mention of his friend being in the forrest but as a prisoner he did not know why. Before feanaro could respond Brenton lashed out at the messenger an as quickly as the attack began it ended, looking from Brenton to the grounded messenger an fean was going to say something but his eyes followed brentons to the trees were someone was watching.
Fealing the need to go see nandon right away feanaro decided he would wait for jarkore witch shouldn't take to long. "Brenton why would attack the messenger its not as if he put nandon in a prison,i am angry at hearing this news as well but this poor soul was just passing on some information. You must calm your self don't let your anger cloud your mind and judgment, as for our friend over in the trees do you know who it is?"
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Post by Nandon on Dec 13, 2012 15:27:32 GMT -5
The messenger blinked at breton as he was struck and tumbled backwards...this was a messenger elf...not a combat one...so the sudden abuse overwhelmed him and he felt tears tap his eyes then they cleared as he answered the question "the term prisoner is used loosely....they are holding him so the city dosent attack him..."
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Post by fëanàro on Dec 13, 2012 19:15:06 GMT -5
Feanaro was in the middle of a mental conversation with jarkore who informed his rider that he will be with him in a few minutes. Pleased that his dragon was on his way so they could go greet nandon feanaro ended the conversation only to find a messenger arriving. Curious fean crossed his arms across his chest an listens to the news of bacon being a prisoner. Shocked to hear the news about his good friend an confused as to why he was being held prisoner amongst his own people feanaro was about to ask a question when Brenton lashed out at the messenger. As quickly as the attack began it ended with the elf laying in anneal in the floor, as aysten offered a hand to the fallen messenger fean shifted his eyes ti the tress were he saw a flicker of motion. "Brenton get a hold of your fealings,why would you attack a messanger in such a way he was merely doing his duty,do not let anger dictate your actions an cloud your judgment.." Brenton noticed the beigns in the trees as well an called the person out "do you know this visitor ?".
After a momment of silence there was a loud roar high above as jarkore announced his presence an began his desent towards the group.
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