[Aramus Shurtugal]

Prologue.

A timid knock sounded on the black wood door. Zelda went over and opened it. A small elf child with silver, moonlight hair and misty blue, green eyes. He was wearing a black tunic and pants. She took his hand and led him over to a chair.

The room was dark in the scarce light of twilight. The fire was the only source of light, and it flickered and made shapes on the wall. Both of the chairs by the fire had black cushions on the seats and chair backs, armrests that were also cushioned were made to fit the both of them perfectly. The bed in the corner was out of the reach of the light so it remained fuzzy along the edge. The child sat down in the smaller chair, it sat back patiently waiting for her.

She closed the door with a sigh and sat down in the bigger chair. She folded her hands together, they never exchanged formalities with each other.

"What do you want me to tell you about today Limney?"

"My grandfather, Aramus."

Zelda sighed again. This was the one thing that she didn't want to have to tell the child.

"Are you sure that you don't want to hear about Timbus?"

"No I want to know why grandfather has never visited. Is he not proud of me?'

"It is not that,"she sighed once again,"just let me find that book."

She got up and went over to a bookshelf. She pulled a book off of the shelf, its title was Adurna Shur'tugal. She walked back over to her chair and sat down. She opened to the first page and was about to read when she looked up at Limney.

"This will take some time, I just want you to know one thing, the things in this book actually happened I wrote it down when Aramus thought that we should make a book about Alagaesia. We thought that it should be about him."She looked down at the page again,"Let me see... It starts with his favorite poem and ends with a written by him letter to Moknil and future generations of you family. I'll hand the book to you when it comes to the letter."

She started to read.

When autumn's day grows old,
sad orchard leaves do fall.
Dawn breaks o'er silent gardens,
bereft of sweet bird call.
Stark winter's dirge then wails,
until the earth appears,
white clad 'neath drifted dunes,
whilst trees bear crystal spears.
My chamber is a refuge here,
against the snowbound night,
a flickering cave of crimson gold,
made warm by firelight,
where images are conjured,
of friends I used to know.
I battled and I marched with them,
one dusty long ago.
I see them now arise again,
in memory that will ne'er fail.
Their legend is reborn anew,
and thus begins my tale.

Chapter Once

Aramus turned in disbelief.

"What!" Aramus's voice, clearly, showed his emotions.

"There is a ship ready for you and Aryonya to take you away."Was his fathers reply.

"And if I refuse?"Aramus asked curiously.

"Then you will be forced."Was his fathers grim reply.

"I see,"Aramus began to turn his back to his father,"well then I refuse to get on any ship that will take me away."

He turned his back completely to his father and started walking toward the door.

"Brisingr." Said a voice that was not his father's.

The middle of Aramus's back exploded in pain. He felt an urge to scream come up but he held it in. He focused on trying to get up, but his arms wouldn't listen to him, and he almost collapsed under his own weight. He felt a hand grab his right shoulder and turn him over, instead of looking up at his father, he looked at the ground, and noticed the clear white and cream color pattern that made the floor seem bottomless.

"Slytha."

If ever there was a worse feeling than knowing that he was about to go into an enchanted sleep because he had forgotten about his wards not working in here, then he didn't want to know. Just before he completely fell asleep, as when an elf falls into enchanted sleep to fast it doesn't feel very happy the time it is woken, he thought that he heard the unsheathing of swords.

Aramus was holding a misty blue stone that felt like hardened silk. he realized it not a stone, but a dragon egg. He heard a squeak echo out from the egg some more squeaks emitted from the egg then silence. The egg started shaking violently as it shook Aramus's vision blurred and faded into blackness.

Aramus's eyes flew open. No one was in his room, how he had gotten there he didn't know, and, quite frankly, didn't want to find out. Just as he was about to fall back asleep everything that happened yesterday flooded back to him, he twisted and waited for pain to come from his back but all be felt was his skin stretch, surprised, Aramus sat on the edge of the bed and let his thoughts wander. Then took control as they started showing things that were better left deeper inside his memories.

He stood up and absentmindedly took in everything that was in his room, his thoughts wandered with his eyes. He saw the piano in the corner closest to the door, his finger tips started to itch, they were ready to slide across the keys, but Aramus ignored the feeling and let his eyes wander around stopping at the door on it was the carving of a dragon with ruby eyes, flame coming out of its mouth, which seemed to dance in the light coming from the window.

He turned toward the windows, two of them both a triforce hovering over a winged pedestal the family seal. His eyes dropped and sped up taking in the rest of his furniture, a wardrobe with the family ensigna on it. The bed with its blue cover. A desk with paper that had an unfinished drawing of a dragon, in all its glory.

I might as well go father could just do as he said and stow me. Ugh why does life have to be so hard, I mean I know he means well but I'm seventeen for goodness sake I can take care of myself. But could I let my family be put into sorrow just because I want to prove I'm worthy to be trusted. No so I'll just go.

Aramus walked toward the wardrobe and threw open the doors, he grabbed the pack hanging in the corner, snatching it up he stuffed random clothes and stuffed them in the pack along with a scrying mirror, a couple of his favorite books, an empty book he used for drawing,and some different bags of charcoal.

Finished, Aramus turned toward the door almost missing something dirty white in the corner of the wardrobe, he turned back and picked it up. It was armor light as a feather but definitely hard he slipped out of his shirt and put it on before putting his shirt on, the armor didn't feel like it was even on him so perfectly did it fit him. The armor made him remember his weapons

Great what kind of elf am I? I forgot Argetren, and my bow!

Aramus went to a hatch that only he could open, and leaning down spoke.

"Aramus Shur'tugal."

A hidden hatch opened up revealing his sword in its sheath the blade and sheath was same color as the dragon egg in his dream, but he thought nothing of it, his father had told him that it had belonged to a dragon rider somewhere in their family tree and that it seemed to fit him better than anyone else in the family. Right next to it was his bow, strong, it was still strung from his last time using it, he silently reprehended himself, stepping back Aramus closed the hatch which materialized back into the wall.

He walked to the door and opened it revealing the hallway.
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Okay so ya hope you enjoy it!

This post has been edited by Aramus Shurtugal: 11 November 2009 - 06:52 PM

[Aramus Shurtugal]

Chapter Two

Aramus stepped out the open door entering into a large hallway with windows on the walls to the right, and stairs to the left the hallway had doors lining it he walked down toward the stairs trotting down them, they led to double doors that would lead to the great hall.

Aramus gently opened one of the doors,closing it behind him, he turned toward the right which led to the grounds there was no door. The great hall was only a hall with a dirt floor. The door that would have led to the outside and the entire wall had been destroyed long ago. The sun was shining brightly through the hole.

Aramus walked out to the grounds which led to the city surrounding it. The only gate that led out of the castle was directly in front of him, it very heavy, the inside was made of silver, it was built for war.

Aramus walked out the gate which was open. The city beyond was made completely out of trees sung up from the ground. The city was mostly occupied by elves but humans lived there to. The city was a beautiful city with songs filling its every corner, the world beyond was not as fertile and green as the city with it being surrounded by trees, as it was, the city from above would look like a big forest not a city. The dock was just beyond the edge of the forest. The forest led straight up to the sea.

By the time Aramus had reached the docks,the sun was in the middle of the sky, he was about to ask were Dragons Breath was but stopped as he saw the large vessel with the name Dragons Breath written on the bow, he walked over to the ship. It was a little bit larger in the middle than most ships and the Hyrule standard was flying proudly from the top of its mast.

Aramus looked up to see his twin sister Aryonya leaning against the rail watching him he flashed a smile to her he looked down to see his parents.

His mother was wearing a green dress that hung down to her ankles,his father was wearing his normal green clothes except the hood his moonlight hair was shaggy, it was in contrast with Aramus's mothers which was black and long. Both of them were walking toward him.

Aw, great please do not ask me to get into fights please don't.

His mother walked straight up to him and gently set her hands on his shoulders.

"Please, promise me that you won't get into any fights Aramus on this voyage."

"Don't worry mother I'll keep Aramus out of trouble."Aryonya shouted from the ship.

Aramus shot her an angry glance she shrugged back and gave him a funny face.

"I'll keep out of fights mother I promise, happy?" Aramus gently leaned forward ever so slightly.

"I am content, I guess."

He looked at his father who's face had remained impassive the entire time. Aramus beseeched with his eyes for forgiveness, in response his fathers face loosened and a small smile made it across his face. In response Aramus gently made his face go out of it's usual emotionless mask. He stepped back and his mothers hands dropped to her side.

Aramus turned away so that his parents wouldn't see the tears that threatened to fall. He hurriedly walked up the plank that rested against the ship that would allow people to get from shore to ship. He turned to say good-bye but his parents had already turned their backs to the ship and Aramus barely caught a small glimpse of them as they disappeared into the foliage of the forest. He to turned his back to his parents and headed toward the door that would lead to the cabins.

Aryonya grabbed him by the arm and held it tightly, stopping him from escaping.

"Let go."

Aramus let an dangerous edge crawl into his voice he almost always had to intimidate her whenever she did this.

"No."

"Why not."

He felt like this was going to be a long talk.

"Aramus," she paused here as if she didn't know how to end it,"we need to talk."

"About what?"

Aramus pulled the menacing tone out of his voice.

"Stuff."

"I guess we could but it would need to be at one of our cabins I'm still carrying my effects."

Aryonya nodded her agreement and paused for a few seconds. A crewman came hurrying forward, he was a human,and spoke swiftly, not even stopping to let them catch up. As if they would even need time to catch up. Aramus let disapproval show on his face disapproval that Aryonya had summoned the crewman with her mind. But he would talk to her about it later. Right now he just wanted to take the infernal pack of his back

"I'll show you your cabin, sir and miss."

The man trotted into the dark confines of the narrow hallway that led to the cabins Aramus and Aryonya, she had let go of his arm and he could feel the blood rushing back to the rest of his arm, trotted after him.

He led them to a medium cabin with a desk, fully equipped with charcoal and paper, a wardrobe for clothes and a small bed that was soft, Aramus turned his back toward the rooms contents and was about to thank the crewman for showing him to his room but the man had already left calling as he went.

"The ladies cabin is right next to yours, sir."

Aryonya closed the door very quietly Aramus slugged his pack and bow off into a corner. Letting his shoulders drop Aramus relaxed and sat on the bed which was situated against the wall. He was letting Aryonya see a part of him that he had never shown anyone ever before. It was a few minutes before Aramus noticed Aryonya looking at him strangely. He gave her a questioning look.

"What?"

"You have changed Aramus."

"How so?"

"If you had seen yourself before you would know. What I mean is this Aramus you were so cold and distant it was like talking to Valkeri you know he hears you but it would be nice to hear an answer."

"Hm, what were you saying Aryonya"

"Aramus."

Her eyes got an exasperated look in them.

"Just kidding Aryonya, by the way what were you going to talk to me about when you cut off all the circulation from my arm."

Aryonya's face dropped and became dark and unpleasant to look upon.

"Aramus have you ever loved someone who didn't love you back."

"No Aryonya I haven't, but," in attempt to bring Aryonya out of this mood he decided to try the only thing he knew,"you might try to contact mother she could help you."

"I guess I could. I might just try that, thanks Aramus."

"Your welcome Aryonya just a question, feel free to not answer, but just who is this person who has captivated your heart."

"I don't think our parents would like my choice, but, I love, Roran the elf that guards me when I'm riding, Folkvir, my horse."

Aramus had to stumble in his thoughts as he tried to remember what Roran looked like. Then the one image of Roran that he had popped into his head. An elf with short brown hair, Roran was part human and had grey eyes that made him look wise.

"Well I approve of him. I seem to recall that our parents saved him from death by the hands of urgals, am I correct."

"You are correct Aramus."

"Yes come to think of it I approve of him completely."

Aryonya ran up to him and, even though he was sitting down,hugged him, squeezing so tight that he couldn't breath. When Aramus felt like he was about to faint she let go.

"Aramus just a question,feel free to not answer, but do you want to rule Hyrule as king until you find a mate and have a child and wait until that child is fifty until you don't rule anymore?"


Now Aramus felt sure that his face was unpleasant to look at.

"No Aryonya I don't want this, I don't want to lead, I don't even want to be your younger brother instead of you older, by fifty minutes like that even counts."

Aramus was close to shouting, very close to shouting.

"Aramus, its okay just calm down please calm down sorry to get you in this mood. I shouldn't have asked that stupid question."

"No, Ary,"Aramus said calling Aryonya by her nickname,"its all my fault I shouldn't get all mad and angry just because I don't want something,sorry to explode on you like that."

"Aramus its fine everything fine. You know what you should get some rest if you want me I'll be in my room, okay."

"K."

Aramus managed to mumble out. The way she spoke made him tired just by listening to it. He managed to, through the fogginess of his mind, notice her lock the door with magic. He drifted off into his waking dreams.

This post has been edited by Aramus Shurtugal: 12 September 2009 - 03:18 PM

[Aramus Shurtugal]

Chapter Three

Eragon and the pure white dragon Bid'daum were flying high above the Jiet river, if Bid'daum were to fly any higher Eragons head would be in the clouds. Eragon was pondering what had happened to the egg he was trying to find.

Let me see first it was stored in the egg vault with the other eggs, then it was stolen by someone, that someone was chased by a rider and his dragon two days later we found the bodies, no egg, this is so strange for the enchantment on the egg could kill even an elf and-

Little one your going to give yourself a headache. I'm going to land, maybe, if you sleep on it you might find an answer.

Bid'daum, good idea.

I know little one.

Bid'daum clasped his wings together underneath his belly, creating a kind of sling that soon filled with air, slowing their speed down so much that Eragon could barely hear the slight wind whistling past his ears. Very soon he and Bid'daum were landing the only sound coming from Bid'daum was the sound of him breathing.

A slight thud and Bid'daum had landed. On a small knoll surrounded by trees the ground was covered in long tall grass. Eragon let himself slide down and took off Bid'daums saddle, Bid'daum shook hard. Eragon set the saddle down right next to Bid'daum and sat himself down in front of it leaning his back against it his head rested against it.

I guess that I should make a fire.

I will do it little one.

Are you sure Bid'daum?

Yes I am little one just rest.

Bid'daum walked toward the trees surrounding them both he disappeared into the trees for five minutes and walked back with a large dead oak tree hanging out of his mouth. Setting it down Bid'daum inspected it. Using one of his claws he sliced through several choice branches he scraped them over to Eragon and neatly formed them into a pile, He padded around to behind Eragon and blew a small puff of fire, the branches instantly caught on fire.

Warm little one?

Very Bid'daum thank you I don't think that I would have been able to move.

Little one go to sleep.

okay night Bid'daum.

Good night little one.

But Bid'daum's word fell on deaf ears for Eragon was already asleep. Bid'daum lay on his side and stretch one of his wings over Eragon and the fire making it very hot very soon.

Little ones in for a surprise when he wakes up, heat and lots of it not exactly the best wake up bell.

Bid'daum chuckled to himself and gently set his head down,staring into the flames he didn't notice the wolf that came out of the forest and gingerly lay down next to his rider.

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Eragon's Dream

Eragon was staring at a young elf with moonlight hair that was short and shaggy his eyes were the same color as the stone in his arms and the sword on his hip. His face made him look wild and feral. The way he was shaped made him look like a hunter stalking his prey.

Eragon looked closer at the stone in the elf's arms and then realized it was the dragon egg that he was looking for! The elf was looking at it curiously. The elf leaned in closer and a startled look came on it's face as it recognized what the egg was. Eragon was surprised that the elf had survived the enchantments and wasn't on the ground, unless....he was the eggs rider!

The elf leaned even closer and gently ran his hand over the surface of the egg. Eragon felt his breath catch in his throat as a squeak echoed from the egg a couple more squeaks emmited then silence. Eragon was disappointed that the egg didn't hatch. Then the egg shook so violently that it looked like the elf would drop it but Eragon didn't get to see if the egg hatched or not, for, as the egg shook his vision blurred ever so slightly. In the distance he heard someone shouting

"Aramus were are you."

Eragon's vision returned. The elf's head snapped up and looked in Eragons general direction and he put the egg in the pack on his back and drew his sword slowly backing away. Eragon reached out with his hand and walked forward toward the elf, the elf backed away and raised his sword tip ever so slightly. Eragon tried touch him but the sword tip raised even more up. Eragon gave up and let the elf study him, the elf must have liked what he saw because the blue sword lowered and was sheathed. the elf's lips parted and he smiled.

"Hello my name is Aramus Shur'tugal. What is yours?"

The elf spoke with a strange accent.

"Eragon Peacebringer, why are you called Aramus Shur'tugal when you are not a rider?"

"An elf gifted with foresight saw me being a rider. My middle name means 'I will be a' if that helps."

"Where are you from?"

Eragon almost thought the elf would be from Alalea,

"Hyrule, a land far away."

"What led you here."

"A war I had to be sent away."

"Why? You don't look like someone who would be important."

Thinking that his last comment would afend Aramus he was about to apologize
when Aramus raised his hand and stopped him from saying anything.

"No you don't know how your comment heartens me," Aramus muttered something Eragon couldn't hear,"I am the firstborn of Zelda and Link the rulers of Hyrule."

Aramus seemed to spit out the last bit. Eragon was just about to ask him if Aramus would hold the egg again when he was brutally thrown backwards and everything turned black before he woke up.

He woke up to see Bid'daum fighting some Kull and one of them had gotten past him and was coming toward Eragon.
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ooh mysterious interactive type dream and waking up to a kull magician trying to kill you not the best.

This post has been edited by Aramus Shurtugal: 12 September 2009 - 03:28 PM

[Aramus Shurtugal]

Chapter Four

Terfer jumped down from the branch of the tree he had been sitting on, viewing the ship to take Aryonya and some other elves and humans away, possibly for good. But he had some important news for Mythus. He ran as fast as his elven legs would take him, weaving through the city, he imagined that he was a blur to anyone looking at him.

He soon arrived at the tree building he was to meet Mythus at. Opening the door he ran up the steps. Halfway up the steps Terfer heard a door open at one of the step landings. He skidded to a stop and listened. He judged that the door was behind him and started running again. He soon reached the top and not even stopping to catch his breath, he knocked at the door.

It opened and showed an elf with black hair and black eyes and a crimson red blade at his waist. The tunic and trousers he was wearing were both black. Mythus motioned him in, looking out for any followers, he closed the door. The elf turned and walked to where Terfer had seated himself and sat on the chair across from him. As he picked up the plate of food in front of him, he said,

"So, what is so important that you have to interrupt my afternoon meal?"

"Oh, no, I'm fine, I just ran five miles at top speed. No need to thank me, I probably just saved us from being found out, but no need to thank me."

It felt like his lungs were on fire, he almost doubled over in pain, but stopped himself so that he wouldn't look like a weakling in front of Mythus.

"I'm glad that you are okay. Now, what was it that you wanted to tell me?"

Mythus took a drink of water at this time. Terfer could just imagine the water spraying out of Mythus's mouth. Now, wanting to share his news in order to see something so funny, he spoke up,

"That Aramus is not staying back, he is going with Aryonya."

Mythus looked like he was going to spray the water but swallowed. His face went blank, then he laughed, an evil laugh, and smiled. Terfer was shocked and alarmed, He got up out of his chair and slowly backed away. Mythus followed, still laughing.

"Good job, son. This will be so easy with them both on the same ship and the parents here. We, Blood Elvs,can easily kill them all. Oh! You must tell Pylon, he would rather hear it from the mouth of the messenger, than the mouth of the messenger's father. You have done very, very well, my son."

Terfer was even more shocked but less alarmed, more shocked because his father had never called him son before. Even before he had changed into a Blood Elf, and less alarmed because it explained his fathers mood. He to cracked out into a grin too, but held back his laugh. His face froze in mask of horror when he remembered his fathers words about seeing Pylon. All that he had heard about Pylon was about his deeds, all evil.

"Scared son? You should be after all you are meeting Pylon the leader of all Blood Elves."

"Yes Mythus I am scared after all who wouldn't be if he is as his deeds say he is."

"Yes Pylon is truly evil, my son, but we have more important matters than to sit around chatting like some old women at teatime."

His father sniffed the air and walked to the balcony straight in front of them and, gently, pulled back the curtain.

"Yes indeed we must be leaving the elves are on to us. Follow me and keep absolutely silent."

Terfer nodded and his father nodded back. His father walked straight out on to the balcony and jumped off it, it was about two hundred feet down to the ground. Uncertain Terfer hesitated, before his father brought him down with magic, landing he turned toward were his father should have been but faced nothing.

Realizing that his father must be running Terfer turned and looked for a sign that his father had been here, instead when he went close to a tree his father grabbed him and pulled him into the forest depths.

Terfer ran after him. After awhile they were in the deeper half of the forest, his father turned and pounced on him the movement was so unexpected that it took Terfer a moment to realize that his father was on top of him and chanting in the ancient language. Terfer then realized that his father was changing him into a Blood Elf!

He struggled but his father only tightened his grip on him, finally he calmed down and just stayed still waiting for the change to happen. After some time he felt a slight pain crawl up his spine he shifted his weight as far against his fathers arms as possible, thinking it was a rock in his back, the pain only intensified and soon Terfer felt like screaming. Mythus father stopped chanting and stepped away a look of contempt on his face.

"If you so much as whimper I'll make this pain feel like nothing."

His father let the threat hang in the air. Terfer nodded but the pain it caused was to much and he blacked out.

Terfer woke to more pain he kept his eyes closed and focused on breathing. His father soon picked him up and started running this running was different and he could hear the wind rushing past his ears, sooner than Terfer thought possible he was set down and the moment he was he focused on the sounds nature around him made, a stream nearby was trickling quietly and a branch fell somewhere in the forest he heard a footstep right next to him and his father mumbled something he couldn't hear and the pain subsided.

"Terfer I know your awake and that the pain has ended so open your eyes."

Terfer opened his eyes and had to blink in the light of the sun, why was it so bright and he shouldn't be able to see every detail about the leaf far up in the tree. He gently got up and looked around. The stream looked just right for looking at oneself.

"Well don't wait, I know you want to see what you look like so go to the stream."

He looked for a second at his father and glided to the stream looking down he couldn't help but wonder if that creature in the stream was really him. Instead of his moonlight hair it was now black, and long, his eyes were red he blinked several times and the red disappeared turning into black. His shape was the same but he was so different he turned a questioning look at his father.

"Yes Terfer you are a Blood Elf now, come we have many things to do so keep absolutely silent and follow me."

His father disappeared into the forest and Terfer had to use his every sense to keep close to him. They were soon at a cave with two torches on either side. Two elves appeared from the shadows and stopped them.

"Aw, Mythus back so soon and who is that with you?"

"This is my son Terfer he has urgent news for Pylon."

"Is Terfer a Blood Elf?"

"Yes."

"Proceed."

The elves disappeared back into the shadows and father and son continued onward.

"Now Terfer you will be in front of a very important Blood Elf so remember just tell him what you told me got it."

"Got it."

"Good now keep silent."

The doors that they stopped in front of seemed to open of their own accord. Terfer walked slightly behind his father keeping absolutely silent he stopped when his father did. His father bowed and motioned for Terfer to do the same, he bowed like his father was at the waist with a hand held where he bent. A hand appeased in his field of vision and it gently went up lifting his head up, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that his father seemed to look apprehensive he winked fast and his father winked back. Returning focus to the elf in front of him he barely heard the question the elf asked his father.

"This had better be more urgent than a new Blood Elf."

"It is Pylon, oh it is."

He couldn't keep his eyes off Pylon he was so beautiful even for an elf with long black hair that seemed to have a life of its own and the black eyes had a blueish tint. The sword at his waist was blood red.

"So you wanted to tell me something Mythus."

"No sir this elf does."

Pylon looked back at him eyes filled with intrigue.

"So young elf what was it that you wanted to tell me?"

"That Aramus will not be staying on land he will be going with Aryonya."

He felt something hit him but couldn't tell what all that he knew was that it hurt. He looked up to see Pylon standing over him sword raised.

"No my lord."

Out of the corner of Terfer's eye he saw his father step in front of him in the way of Pylon.

This post has been edited by Aramus Shurtugal: 12 September 2009 - 10:47 PM

[Aramus Shurtugal]

Chapter Five.

Aramus's dream

Aramus was holding a misty blue stone. He leaned slightly closer to inspect it, it felt smooth as silk, and was very hard. He realized it not a stone but a dragon egg! He leaned in slightly closer, he thought that he had heard a squeak echo out of the egg, he heard it again only louder, much louder. The egg started to shake so violently, he thought it was going to fall out of his arm. In the distance he heard Aryonya call.

"Aramus where are you?"

Aramus snapped his head up and looked to where he thought she would be and saw a elf with moonlight hair that hung to the bottom of his neck and sea colored eyes standing there, watching him. He slowly took a step back and drew Argetren,raising the tip up ever so slightly when the elf raised a hand and walked toward him.

The tip went even higher when the elf tried to touch him. When the elf saw that trying to touch or stop him from leaving was futile, he dropped his arm and stood completely still. Aramus studied the elf he dropped the tip of Argetren and sheathed it smiling he spoke.

"Hello my name is Aramus Shur'tugal. What is yours?"

"Eragon Peace bringer. Why are you called Aramus Shur'tugal when you are not a rider?"

"An elf gifted with foresight saw me becoming a Rider. My middle name means I will be a if that helps."

"Were are you from?"

The elf spoke with an accent strange to Aramus.

"Hyrule. A land far away."

"What led you here?"

"A war, I had to be sent away."

"Why? You don't look like someone important."

Finally someone doesn't think I look princely.

Eragon looked like he was going to say something, Aramus held up a hand to stop him.

"No you don't know how much your words hearten me, I wish I was a normal elf, I am the firstborn of Link and Zelda the rulers of Hyrule."

Eragon looked like he was about to say something, but was blasted back and disappeared. Alarmed Aramus hurried forward and searched for him but realized that Eragon must have woke up.

Aramus roused himself and stood up.

What a strange dream. I wonder if this Eragon Peacebringer is real. I wonder.

He walked over to his pack and rummaged around until he found his scrying mirror it was cracked down the middle. He reprimanded himself for slugging the pack so hard. He mumbled a spell to fix mirrors and the crack disappeared. He wanted to try scrying one of his friends to see if he had fixed it completely

"Draumr kopa."

The mirror turned black and showed nothing. Worried, he thought maybe the elf's mother would know were Terfer was. Worried he said faster than usual.

"Draumr kopa,"

The mirror turned black and showed a female elf with moonlight hair that hung down to her waist and emerald eyes with tears streaming out of them. she was singing a long haunting melody, soon he recognized the word they were telling about Terfer's life and what he was now, a Blood Elf! He let himself fall to a sitting position on the bed.

"No," Aramus said softly to himself,"not my best friend, no Terfer."

Filled with sorrow he softly sung along with Terfer's mother's, his voice combined with hers made a not bad sounding song. Aryonya must have heard him singing for she came in and listened to their song of loss. Walking up to Aramus she gently sat down next to him.

"Aramus I'm so sorry."

He leaned against her and stopped singing and cut the scrying spell.

"He was my best friend why why did he have to change."Aramus spoke very softly, making no other sound.

I'll bet he even liked the way he looked afterwards. Not even remembering the way we used to talk about the way his father was. Stupid, I wonder all that I know about changing into a Blood Elf is pain and some words chanted, I wish that I knew more.

Aramus's thoughts were filled grief and anger, he wiped them away and stood up. Looking at Aryonya he smiled but walked to the door and went to the upper deck. He opened the door and walked out into the fading light looking up he noticed an elf five feet from him, sword raised, the elf ran towards him. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a elf with a sword in his hand an a smirk on his face, all this happened in a mere couple seconds.

He turned his attention back to the elf in front of him that was desperately trying to stop. Acting upon reflex Aramus drew his sword and raised it blocking a blow that would have hit the wall to the right of him. The elf realizing that Aramus was starting a sword fight introduced himself.

"My name is Sithrim. whats yours?"

"Aramus."

"The elf prince this will be fun indeed while it lasts that is."

"You think that you can beat me so easily Silthrim?"

Silthrim didn't answer but jumped back and twitched one of his fingers inviting Aramus in, in response he dulled his sword in a swift movement. Rushing forward he took a random swipe at Sithrims thigh. Sithrim tried to hit his side, he back stepped twice narrowly missing the sword Silthrim gently swung his sword in an upward movement trying to hit his sword so hard as to knock it out of his hands.

This is childish if he thinks that he can beat me so easily he is mistaken.

He jumped forward and sliced once for the elves leg, as to cripple him, Silthrim jumped back and smiled at him inviting him to try to touch him. Aramus thought that this was taking to long. Out of the corner of his eyes he could see all the elves on the deck were watching them.

Great an even bigger crowd just to watch me and Silthrim spar.

Deciding that he was not going to be the one to lose he lightly front flipped over Silthrims head, and twirling last second slashed out at the first thing he could see Silthrims legs. In order to avoid the blade Sithrim would need to jump forward and in order to hit Aramus would need to turn, he did these things and Aramus thrashed out at his sword hand, his hand being broke from the force of Aramus's blow he dropped his sword and Aramus lightly touched his neck with his blade.

"Dead."

Before Silthrim could do say anything Aramus sheathed his word and walked to one of the rails. He leaned against it looking into the depths of the ocean. He barely acknowledged Aryonya when she came and leaned against the rail looking into the distance.

They were silent just enjoying each others company the sunset and she turned away and walked below. He looked at the horizon and saw some black clouds headed the ships way.

"All passengers below."

Bellowed the captain. All the passengers, mostly the people on deck, hurried to the different doors leading to cabins. Aramus heard the sound of boots coming toward him but ignored them until he heard the ragged breath of a human.

"That means you young sire."

Aramus started at the sound of the captains voice, he turned and liked the way this captain looked with a beard and brown eyes this captain, unlike others, looked like he had seen many storms at sea.

"Yes captain."

Looking at the surprised captain, he walked to his cabin. He almost lost his balance when the ship lurched, he groaned inwardly when he realized that this was not the last time the ship would lurch. Reaching his cabin he walked in and lay on the bed, placing spells so that he wouldn't fall off. He closed his eyes and drifted into his waking dreams.
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The song that I used for insertion for the song he sang with Terfer's mom is The Passing of The Elves by Janet Riddock.

This post has been edited by Aramus Shurtugal: 12 September 2009 - 10:41 PM

[Aramus Shurtugal]

Chapter Six

It was dark in the library that Link was sitting in. Every now and then lightning would flash across the sky, briefly illuminating the library. Links thoughts were wandering, one second he would be thinking about his mate, Zelda. Then he would see an image of, Ebrithil, his sword. He chuckled this was when he was at peace, sitting by the fire cross legged on the ground instead of on a chair was relaxing.

His thoughts wandered to Aramus, his son, perhaps the only defiant person in the family, memories filled his thoughts. Aramus as young elf of three or four being taken away to be hidden because of a war, his son returning in an odd way he let the memory play itself over in his head...

"I'm telling you Link this elf boy that I hired has a gift its like the animals know what he wants, for instance once when I came back from riding on my horse there was a snake in the barn, the horse reared up, but seemed to calm down instantly, and there was the boy just standing there eyes closed. Its interesting to watch him with the animals. Tell you what I'll send him over and if you don't like him just send him back."

Link was amused his best friend was telling him about a stable boy, an amazing stable boy or so he called the boy.

"Tell you what I'll take him on trial, that good enough for you."

"Yep know on to more important matters....

Link skipped the rest of the memory as it was unimportant.

He rode swiftly on his horse, coming home from a friends mansion, the horse was tired and frothing at the mouth. The boy behind him, on another horse, was the stable boy his friend was supposed to send over. But had later said 'how about you come pick him up, get to know him better' some getting to know him better, the boy said nothing. He only sat there and enjoy the day, and they were almost to the castle to.

Running past the gate keeper he saw, out of the corner of his eye, the boy say something to the man. His horse pulled up automatically when another horse ran towards it, ready to receive a message, the other horse in question was out of control. The saddle was empty and the reins were flapping about hitting it, scared the reins hitting the poor animal made him frantically try to lose the reins.

Link tried desperately to get his horse to move but it refused to move even a foot.

That's what I get for deciding to take the new horse we know nothing about. Stupid if only someone was still on the horse he might be able to stop him.

As if to answer him he saw a blur of movement and like that the new stable boy was on the horse instead of pulling on the reins he started to sing softly in the ancient language, a song that, from what he could hear, was meant to calm a horse it said word for word what the boy wanted the horse to do, as if by magic the horse pulled up and stood still. Speechless Link could only stand in dumbfounds at what he had just saw.

The lead stable man came running up and grabbed the reins of the horse roughly and almost led it off but stopped and sniffed the horse's saddle.

"Sir who stopped the horse?"

In answer Link turned and pointed at the boy behind him. The human looked surprised for a moment then a look of smugness and he led the horse away. He turned back to the young elf and was about to thank him but the elf walked the horse he had been riding on past the elf king and gently moved it into a trot following the lead stable man he disappeared.

Link roused himself out of memories and stood up walking over to one of the books on the wall he picked out a random one, and sat down by the fire again, opening it he flipped through the pages. looking at the contents of it. most of it was fairths of elves of the past, some were still living, and some had been seen in premonitions.

Done with that book he decided to go to bed. He weaved his way through hallways and soon reached his room with a bed that had green covers on it, and a wardrobe, desk, two windows, all with the family insignia on them. changing into fresh clothes. He got on the bed and drifted of into his waking dreams.

This post has been edited by Aramus Shurtugal: 11 November 2009 - 10:13 PM

[Aramus Shurtugal]

Chapter Seven

Eragon looked for one second at the Kull magician running toward him and leaped into action, flipping over Bid'daum's saddle, he pulled his sword out of its sheath, and moved off to the right twisting out of the way just before the sword came crashing down on the saddle, it was stuck. The kull tugged on its for a second then pulled a sword out of a sheath on its back.

Great another sword and I thought this was going to be easy.

Side jumping to his left, he rolled backwards to try and confuse the kull, it charged him and jumped to the left when he went right creating a farther gap between them. Eragon jumped back to Bid'daum's saddle luring the kull over close to the fire which still had some hot coals in it. The kull stumbled over to him and ran straight into the fire.

"Brisingr."

The coals burst into flame and the flame trickled up the kull's hide catching it on fire, Eragon stepped forward and thrust Arget into the kull's heart.

Disgusted he turned away and walked to Bid'daum's saddle the damage in he saddle was mainly on the seat right where Eragon sat.

It appears little one that you will be sitting rather uncomfortably this ride,

No I won't.

How so, little one.

I'll fix it.

I guess that you could.

Eragon muttered the first thing that came to his mind 'saddle fix' surprisingly the saddle knit itself back together. Hoisting the saddle on top of Bid'daum buckling the straps under Bid'daum's belly and around each foreleg. Done, he climbed on top of his great whit dragon, strapping himself in,Bid'daum bounded forward, and with a thrust of his powerful legs, was airborne flapping his wings only every now and then to keep their altitude.

Little one I know you have something on your mind tell me.

I had a dream last night.

a dream about what.

I'd rather show you.

Eragon replayed the dream in his head for Bid'daum to watch when it was over Bid'daum voiced his opinion.

little one I know of what you are speaking of it happens when two elves or humans have the same dream at the same time but you disappear when you wake up so the other would only become lonely as they would wake themselves up. Now I know you have something else on your mind.

Bid'daum how did those kull find us?

One of their magicians sent out a wolf to find you and it did, possessed it did the only thing it could follow what they told him to do.

That's all that I need to know.

Okay.

The two rulers of the sky flew in peace together.

This post has been edited by Aramus Shurtugal: 12 September 2009 - 09:16 PM

[Aramus Shurtugal]

Chapter Eight

Two months from when she had first gotten on this ship, and she was sick of sea storms and the sea. Aryonya rested her head against he pillow and braced herself for one of the many lurches that had plagued her sleep she, she had tried looking in on Aramus to see if he was awake, but he was sleeping she couldn't see how he could, whenever the ship lurched she was thrown off the bed.

She remembered the first time she had seen Aramus after they had been separated.

She was coming in from riding her horse, it was covered in sweat. She had run it hard. The boy ran forward the moment her feet had touched the ground. He gently touched the horse and seemed to find something wrong, he turned toward her to say something but realizing who it was that had ridden the horse turned back to the horse muttering something she heard it all and almost ran after the boy to reprimand him.

"Nobles, think that a creature as strong as you can run as fast as they want as far as they want."

A couple days later she saw him for the second time, out for a walk, she saw him riding a pure black horse up and down one of the pastures. She was amazed by how fast the horse was going.

And to think he was talking about riding fast.

Done with riding the boy slowed the horse down to a trot and rode to the stable. She waited until he had entered the stable, Aryonya walked to the stable thoughts racing.

I wonder who he is, he looks like a stable boy, but acts like someone more, I want to know more about him.

She opened the door and took a peek at the boy, he was grooming the black horse he had been riding. Up close she noticed misty blue eyes, and moonlight hair, he was beautiful. He was singing a lovely song to the horse. When she listen closely she recognized it as a love song. She giggled. The boy turned to her, she gasped he had a scar on one cheek.

"What are you looking at."

He demanded.

"Nothing, its just, how did you get that scar?"

He chuckled and turned back to the horse, grooming it. Aryonya used him grooming it as an excuse to move forward until she was five feet from the boy.

"From a fight."

He startled her by talking she was sure that he wasn't going to say anything.

"Oh, what kind of fight?"

"I got mad when someone said that Forest here isn't a handsome horse,"the horse snorted in disgust,"but I set him straight, he had a knife tucked away in his clothes and he struck out in desperation, that's how I got my scar."

"That's interesting. So Forest is this horses name, I would guess that he is yours."

"Yes Forest is mine."

With that he turned back to the horse and finished grooming him, realizing that their conversation was over she left.

Two weeks later Aryonya heard a commotion from one of the stables, curious, she ran swiftly past many of the stables, until she heard the commotion coming from the stable in front of her, she peeked in and almost fell over in horror, the lead stable master was whipping a horse to death! Screaming at it in his fury.

The boy will know what to do.

Thinking other thoughts to herself she sped past horses and stables alike looking for his, she heard singing and ran towards the sound. Pushing open the door she ran up to him oblivious to the tears poring down her cheeks.

"You have to help a man is whipping a poor horse to death."

"Show me!"

She turned, and ran as fast as she could, trying to remember which stable was the one the man was in, turning when she heard the sound again, she pointed which one was the one with the horse in it running past her, he ran straight into the stable. She hurried forward and stopped to watch.

The boy ran up just as the whip fell, holding up his arm, the whip wrapped around his wrist and the stable master pulled sharply Aryonya heard a crack and realized that the boys wrist must have broken, unable to what any longer, an idea hit her. She running back she went to get her father.

Weaving through a crowd of stable boys and carriages she soon reached her father, fearing that it was to late to get changed to look presentable, she hurried into the library and ran to a corner were her father usually was running up to him she spoke quietly but clearly.

"Father come, a man is whipping a horse to death, I already called one of the stable boys."

Aryonya's father stood up and asked her to show him which stable it was, she ran as fast as she could her speed fueled by her anger that a man would kill a poor helpless creature like that horse. She hoped dearly that the stable boy had already handled it.

They both soon reached it and she hurried in with her father, the stable boy was standing in front of the horse using his back as a shield to protect the animal, she noticed that the horse's wounds were almost completely healed, her father stopped for a moment to analyze the situation, he ran up to the stable master who was still whipping the horse. A smell hit her the smell of beer, she remembered a lecture her father had given her about the vile drink. Her father grabbed the whip and hurled it on the ground grabbing the man he put him in an enchanted sleep.

Aryonya ran over to the boy and noticed that he was leaning against the horse for support, slumped. She saw that he almost seemed to be sleeping. Her father joined her and just stared at the boy seeming to look past the scar on his cheek and the leanness from poor food.

"Aramus,"her father whispered"What happened to you?"

Realizing who her father meant she to tried to look past the scar and leanness to and she saw her brother Aramus.

Rousing herself Aryonya gave up trying to sleep she heard rustling in the next room. Expanding her mind she brushed up against the mind of one of the crew looking through his eyes she looked up and saw that the sun was already setting. Realizing that she must have slept, she decided to fall asleep again.

This post has been edited by Aramus Shurtugal: 12 September 2009 - 09:14 PM

[Aramus Shurtugal]

Chapter Nine

Aramus roused himself out of his waking dreams and cut the spell that held him in place, the ship lurched and he got thrown onto the floor, standing up he ran over to the wardrobe and pulled out a pair of dark green pants and a dark green shirt he changed into them and was thrown off his feet when the ship lurched, he had started to recognize a pattern in the lurches once every minute the ship would lurch and he would be thrown off of his feet, it got very annoying after a few days.

This storm was the longest one they had seen yet and they had just passed the tip of Hyrule a few days ago, he walked over to the desk and opened the drawer taking out a faith tablet he thought of his ancestor who had owned his sword he spoke the word and looked down to see what he had made.

The fairth showed a dragon with misty blue scales and a kind look on her face, the elf on top of her had black hair and emerald eyes, his sword was sheathed and his face radiated calm, the background was a forest, with wolves coming out to meet the rider.

Aramus smiled and put the fairth with the others that he had made in the drawer, having no other ideas he walked into the middle of the room and drew Argetren bringing it slowly down on the head of an imaginary enemy he side stepped to avoid a sword that would have cut his side open, his dance of death sped up until he couldn't recognize what sword thrusts he was using, several times he almost cut into a piece of the furniture without realizing it. Aramus stopped and stood there to calm himself down, he sheathed Argetren and cleaned himself with magic.

A crash to his right startled him he looked over to see a human boy of about seventeen, with brown eyes and hair, staring at him, he ran forward when the boy fell over, he held the boy up until it looked like he could stand, the boy seemed beyond words, Aramus smiled, the boy crouched down and started to pick up the pieces of what looked to be a pitcher, Aramus leaned down next to the boy and picked them up too,

"You were holding yourself back when you were fighting with Silthrim, weren't you, sir?"

"No I wasn't, the way that I was fighting just now was in a battle field, one on one is different than that, and don't call me sir, we are about the same age call me Aramus."

"Okay."The boy paused."Aramus. Where did you learn to fight like that?"

"My father, Link, he taught me. What's your name,"

"One of less significance than yours but, Threy,"

Aramus stood back up and handed Threy the pieces that he had picked up. With his hands full of pitcher pieces, Threy stood up and looked him in the eye, he stepped back a pace and shook his head. Threy clenched the broken pieces of the pitcher in his hand, blood spurted out of them, Aramus whispered a spell to transport the pieces out of his hand and heal his hand with magic, Threy backed out and shut the door.

Weary from transporting the pieces and putting them back together Aramus sat on the edge of the bed and pulled out an Eldanari of great size that was blue with gold streaks running across it he gently pulled some energy out of it and hid it again.
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Timbus stood up and turned when Threy walked into the room, his face was filled with anger.

"You knew didn't you,you knew that Aramus is the son of the most powerful people in Hyrule!"Threy was close to screaming,

I wonder what he would do if...No that would scare him to much, who's going to know, nobody so I'll do it.

He jumped forward and locked Threy into place, he thought of the Blood elves and anger filled him when he once again saw his dragon get killed by them,he saw a young elf get left behind when the person meant to watch him died, he saw that same elf nearly get killed by a drunk human, he felt his skin ripple and he transformed into a white wolf, he growled and Threy screamed in terror, Timbus smiled and thought about Zelda, his great grand daughter, and transformed back into an elf.

"Do not judge me! I only want to know how Aramus is settling in to being on a ship. Considering that the captian picked me up last port I think it only proper that I should be able to see a relation of mine!"

Threy nodded and whimpered in fear. Timbus thought he heard something a song being played using magic, only magic could make something so beautiful.

"Leave, now!"

He yelled at Threy who scrambled out and shut the door quietly. Timbus thought about his great grand daughter Zelda and smiled.

But I need to change so.

Blood Elves, they swarmed his mind he almost went insane again as his dragon died, that was all that was needed, his skin rippled and he transformed once again. His ears could now pick up the lovely tune it reminded him of Aramus.

Its his lullaby, after all it describes him.

The lullaby's of the family were the music that played in their heads, made with magic you could play it like a song all elves had it but most didn't use their abilities so that everyone could hear the music.

The melody ended and another took its place it was a love song, about an elf who loved the sea and an elf maiden, a voice sang along with it softly but it was there rising up and down with the music.

"Aramus stop singing your stupid love songs!"

"Fine."

The music changed into a ballad about a ranch worker who had over worked himself. Timbus gave a low bark of laughter.

"Aramus I mean, stop singing!"

"As you wish, princess."

"I never want to hear you call me princess again!"

"Well excuse me,"Aramus paused for a few seconds before adding."Princess."

"Aramus!"

Her voice had an edge to it.

"Alright, alright."

The music stopped and he heard some rummaging around in a pack, a sweet melody filled the air, he recognized it as a song that he had composed to win the heart of a young elf maiden.

A door opened and slammed shut another door opened and slammed shut.

"Aramus when I mean stop I mean it now stop it or I will silence you myself."

"Fine, go on before I move you myself!"

"You wouldn't dare."

"But I would."

"Fine! I'll leave."

One slam and she was out another slam and she was in. He chuckled at how much they playfully argued with each other. Then thought about Zelda calmed he changed back into an elf. Standing there he was bored and full of energy, transforming gave him so much energy, he started using magic without reason he created a small ball of fire and sent it darting around the room, bored with that he let the magic disappear. He sat on the edge of his bed.

He looked down at the twin toddlers, the boy looked nothing like either of his parents, the shape was wrong he looked more like Timbus than his parents, the moonlight hair was short and shaggy, when the boy looked at his grandfather he felt shock crawl up his spine the eyes were the same color as his dragon, Miremel. Timbus looked at the girl and saw her father in the eyes and her mother in the hair. He went over to the parents.

"May I see them up close?"

"Of course."They both called out,"Aramus, Aryonya come over here!"

The children ran over and Aryonya jumped into her fathers arms, Aramus remained standing, he watched his sister cuddle with his father. Timbus walked over to the boy and touched him, a vision blasted before his eye.

The boy was older, he was very handsome, his hair was still short, but he looked like he had seen much swordplay in his life. His misty blue eyes had deepened a few shades. He was holding a misty blue dragon egg in his hand a loud squeak echoed out of the egg a few more squeaks emitted then silence, the egg shook violently and shattered into small pieces in the eggs place was a dragon hatching the boy reached a hand out to stroke it, he didn't seem to be afraid of it, and fell back with a cry his palm shimmered and left a Gedway Ignasia.

The vision ended and he was on the floor, Zelda and Link looked on in concern.

"I'm fine but I have some news for you Aramus will become a dragon rider when he is seventeen."

Their faces lit up in joy, Timbus picked himself up off the ground. Link turned to him.

"You should have seen Aramus when you fell to the ground he looked at me and asked if 'did I do something to Timbus?' not whats wrong but did I do something to Timbus amazing, we sent them off to bed."

Timbus roused himself and chuckled, Aramus was the only one who knew he was alive beside Link and Zelda. He entered the mind of a sea bird and checked to see what the weather was like outside, it was sunny with a calm sea, he brought himself out of the seabird and decided that a walk up on the deck would be nice. He opened the door and walked down the hallway opening the door he chuckled at what he saw.

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Aramus opened the door and stepped back when Silthrim shoved his face into Aramus's, he beckoned Aramus out and pointed to his sword, he walked out following Silthrim, Silthrim turned when he had walked out and shut the door.

"I want a rematch, right here right now."

"Are you sure you want to get beat again."

He yawned in boredom, looking to behind Silthrim he noticed Timbus, his great grandfather, coming out of one of the doors.

Well he has always wanted to see me spar with someone so why not now.

"Fine, I'll rematch you."

Silthrim looked at him and drew his sword, in response Aramus pulled Argetren out of its sheath, they both dulled their swords, Aramus waited for Silthrim to charge him, the elf charged him as soon as he was done dulling his sword, side stepping last second he sliced downward a bored expression on his face, Silthrim brought up his sword and blocked the blow that would have broken his spine,their fight continued for hours neither one hitting each other Aramus was toying with Silthrim,bored he suppressed a yawn, he decided to show how he could fight, he sped up and the world became a blur using intricate moves that most wouldn't have even heard of he disarmed Silthrim and held Argetren to Silthrim's throat.

"Dead."

"Fine, you won."

Aramus dropped the tip of Argetren and sheathed it he walked over to Timbus and smiled at him Timbus walked over and grasped his arms.

"That was wonderful Aramus, how did you move so fast?"

"I actually don't know, I just do it."

Timbus smiled and shook his head.

"Amazing, it is simply amazing."

Aramus gave him a puzzled look, Timbus sighed and let go of Aramus's arms he motioned for Aramus to follow him.

"There goes my walk."

"Timbus you can finish your walk, I can wait."

"No, I'd rather explain this now than later."

They reached Timbus's room and Timbus walked in he held open the door for Aramus, Aramus walked in and pulled a chair out of the corner Timbus sat on the other chair and dropped his voice down low.

"Aramus I think that you can transform into a wolf."

Aramus opened his mouth to ask something, but Timbus held up a hand and stopped him from saying anything.

"Hodjr, Aramus before you say anything, the reasons I think so is this you are shaped nothing like either of your parents you are shaped more like me and I am able to transform into a wolf and what you did today, speeding up that happens only to elves who can transform into wolves, it happens every now and then, less in this age than before."

Aramus force his face into a blank stare of boredom, Timbus looked into his eyes, and seemed to see something because he force Aramus to look at him using magic.

"Speak, boy!"

Aramus paused for a few seconds in shock of being called boy before speaking.

"I believe you Timbus."

"That's it? And I thought that you wouldn't believe me. Oh, and before you ask, the reason that you haven't changed yet is this, usually the elf will have stopped growing before he changes."

Aramus was about to reply when a something hit the ship they both ran up onto the deck. Aramus looked around and froze when he saw a ship beside them with the symbol of the Blood Elves, a black rose, flying above it, an elf in the crows nest sent a ball of fire at the ships hull, when it hit the ball created a hole.

Aramus ran to one of the many doors that led to cabins, Timbus caught him by the arm and yelled over the captain bellowing orders to the crew and the screaming humans.

"Where are you going?"

"Aryonya."

Aramus wretched his arm out of Timbus's grasp and ran down, the hallway's floor was filled with water he ran as fast as he could and wretched open his door grabbing his pack he stuffed a pair of clothes and his hood into it. Grabbing the Eldanari that was his. He ran to Aryonya's cabin and started the door was open and he heard a voice talking to Aryonya.

"When your brother comes in I will kill him and you will be spared because Pylon needs you."

Aramus walked in and quietly drew Argetren, an elf with black hair turned just in time to see the blue blade that ended his life he looked down at Aryonya she was lying in a small pool of her own blood.

Do I have enough time no, but if I don't she'll die.

Against his better judgment he healed her wound and held down his hand for her to get up without a word he handed her a pack and her sword, she wasn't good with a bow. They ran together just in time for the next fireball which destroyed the hallway that they had just been in. Timbus was waiting for them.

"Come on!"

He said, he ran to the rail and motioned them to follow.

"Alagaesia is right there, hurry."

He motioned with a hand to a stretch of land, that was very close only a mile away. Aryonya ran forward,he followed slightly behind her. He heard something whistle through the air and slice his side open, he grunted in pain and almost fell over. He regained himself and heard something whistle through the air again, his reflexes save him, as he jumped forward the last few feet he felt water envelope him, he swam up to the surface. Aramus looked up to see Terfer grinned at him, he muttered a low word in the ancient language and Terfer's grin wiped away. Aramus smiled and waved to him. All that Terfer did was shake a fist at him. He could see Terfer's mouth moving His side erupted in pain that numbed his mind he fought against it but in the end blackness took him.

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Do any of you know were I got "Well excuse me princess post me and I will give you a spoiler.

This post has been edited by Aramus Shurtugal: 28 October 2009 - 02:48 AM

[Lwyllae]

Ok I'm first to comment your story and it has quite interesting plot but you seem to have some mistakes like

"okay Aramus where did you learn to fight like that,"

"my father Link, whats your name,"

Threy asks where Aramus learned to fight and he gives his father's name. It's not logical. It should be

''Okay Aramus, where did you learn to fight like this?''

''My father Link taught me. What's your name?''

And they don't sound like elves but they're your characters.The description is confusing, try to make it more clearer.

But this story has great potential and it may develop into very interesting tale.

Looking forward more, Lwyl.

[Aramus Shurtugal]

Thanks Lwyllae your my first poster yay!!! I can't really capture the way CP's elves act, so I just do what I can. But the next chapter is going kinda slow so ya, I might be able to get one out today...maybe...possibly. And I will try to be more whatever you want. Post if you have any ideas or such

[soldierofwill]

Great job! This is very interesting. Your characters are very well made and original. Although I thought it seemed kinda rushed when Aramus met Threy. Also I don't think the Eldunari would be so willing to give him some energy, but that is just a thought.
Keep it up!
Your interested reader soldierofwill, bye

[Aramus Shurtugal]

Soldierofwill my second poster YAY! The reason that the Eldanari gave him energy is cause well it wants to. And what with Threy I really didn't feel like doing that part cause I rewrote it like five times cause people exited it out and the computer did an update and other such stuff.

Finally double digets!!

Chapter Ten

Aramus stood up, puzzled, he glanced around. He was in a green clearing much like his favorite one at home. A wolf with a dark gray almost black under belly and a black back, there was a pure white water droplet shaped symbol on its forehead, easily larger than any wolf that he had seen before. Stepped out of the trees and walked up to him. It stopped and sat down two feet from him. Thirteen wolves stepped out and sat behind the wolf. Six of them looked like the wolf, but without the water droplet. The other seven all were pure white with cream under bellies. Three of the white ones and three of the other colored ones were puppies. One of the white ones was only slightly smaller than the one with the droplet. He felt a presence brush up against his mind, it was curious. Music played on in the background,

Hello elf. What is your name?

Aramus. Who are you?

We share the same name,elf, you should already know who I am. I am your other half. Your second conscious. The creature that you will be able to turn into.

Able to?

Right now I am part of you but not part of you. Right now I have a mind of my own, but when we merge we become like one, but I will retain my mind and can help sometimes, when we merge all of our instincts will become one. You will be able to think like a wolf and an elf at the same time. Right now I am what you elves would call a spirit. Other creatures can see us, and communicate with us.

Who are those with you?

Meet my children and mate,The wolf motioned with its head to each of the wolves present,Ilia, my mate,He motioned to the larger white one,Aleuzenev, Aiseagala, Citnalta, Citcna, Cificap, Zandefer, my first brood all of them females, and all of them like me, Lizarb, Nrehtous, Naeco, Acirema, Naigewron, Gninreb, my second brood, all males, and all white. All of them are spirits. My mate Ilia and I are waiting for you to come to us.

Come to us?

Alagaesia, that is where we are, by the egg, by Acitcratna, your dragon.

Acitcratana. Is it a girl or a boy?

That I will keep to myself,the wolf Aramus chuckled,one thing do you wish to know more about us spirits?

Yes I would,

good then make yourself comfortable this is a long tale.

Aramus sat,cross-legged, on the ground. Seven wolves, Three gray four white, one of the white ones was Ilia, lay down on the ground. The rest walked into the surrounding forest.

Spirits are usually animals, although we can change ourselves on a whim, a few of us look like elves, humans, dwarfs and other two legs, but most animals. At one time spirits and dragons were the only being in Alagaesia but we soon became lonely so we went across the oceans to search for company changing into fish and other peaceful creatures, they found different places to live and stayed there, some in Hyrule, some in Alalea. The dragons promised not to tell anyone about what we really were, if you couldn't tell we were one of the first to speak the ancient language. Among the sea creatures and other places were the ancient language was not we soon forgot the ancient language. Two spirits, both wolves, a male and a female, stayed in Alagaesia they were happy with the dragons for company. They soon had repopulated Alagaesia with spirit wolves, half left and the other half stayed, half of the ones who stayed changed into other creatures. One day six spirits, all wolves, were by the Boers and they saw something strange, short people, striding over Hadarac desert, dwarfs, they went over and changed into dwarfs, speaking the animal language, they asked if they could help, poor creatures the dwarfs just stared at them. They looked into the dwarfs minds and saw what they really looked like, an expanding blob of color. They rushed back and called all of the spirits together, a meeting was called and the spirits who could make a body and posses it, oh I'm sorry I forgot to mention that some spirits could do a special thing like, make bodies for the others to posses, and other such things. Any way the spirits decided to make and posses bodies. they transported themselves to the Boers and waited to learn the dwarfish language. They soon were able to talk the language, so they possessed the bodies and walked, unfound, through dwarf camps marrying dwarfs and making shape shifters. After twenty years of this the leader declared it to stop and kill the children. The mothers and fathers were forced to kill their children. And the dwarfs, they saw it as something wrong with the crops that they raised. A hundred years after this a war broke out between the dwarfs and the dragons it was bloodshed thousands of dwarfs littered the Boers, how it happened? A young dragon ate one of the dwarfs sheep, a shepherd saw it eat one and threw his axe killing instantly the dragon, the war ended one hundred years after it started, but only with the help of the spirits. The elves come another war, the spirits placed and egg in the house of an young elf named Eragon Anthegrasson, the egg hatched and the war ended. So you have our history. I am one of the few who have mastered the common and Ancient language. you should sleep I have much to show you.

But I just woke up!

He protested, the wolf chuckled.

No you did not in your mind you just woke up, you passed out from pain, and woke up here, in one of your memory places. It happens often.

So I'm really in my mind?

Yes you are so go to sleep.

Fine!

The other Aramus lay down next to Aramus, and looked up at him, eyes expectant, he shrugged and fell back, stretching his legs. Wolf Aramus scooted up and stretched out to his full length, against Aramus's side. He scratched the wolf's soft black hair, and drifted off into sleep.
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Aryonya glanced over at the, pale, still, form that was her brother, ever since they had gotten to shore he had just lay there unconscious. Timbus leaned over Aramus trying to heal the gash on his side, she was making some soup out of what the elves had sung and foraged for, some carrots, cabbage, coleslaw a hard like fruit, potatoes, and other such vegetables. Still watching Timbus she stirred the soup, it was in a pot that had been washed up on shore.

"Aryonya come here." Timbus said,

"Coming."

She called back. One of the elves came over and pushed her aside,

"I'll take care of the soup, you go to your brother,"

She nodded her thanks, and was over by Timbus in less than a second.

"What is it Timbus? Is something wrong?"

"Yes, someone placed a spell to were we can't heal Aramus's wound help me try to break it, here hold this up to the wound."

he handed a piece of cloth to her. She grabbed it and pressed it lightly to the wound. Aramus groaned and shifted away from her hand, she looked up to Timbus's face, it remained impassive.

"Is that good Timbus?"

"Yes, it is, good and bad."

"Bad?"

"It means that the wound is sensitive which means that unless we want to put him through pretty much agony the wound can't heal normally without magic, help me try to break the spell that's stopping me from healing it."

"Okay."

They joined minds and focused on trying to break the spell. They tried different ways but all failed. Without knowing it all the elves had linked minds with them the energy was almost endless. But another mind linked with them it was filled with energy and it found a way to break the spell it took control of an elf and used the elf's mind to whisper the spell. A crack split the air and the wound healed. Satisfied it left the mind of the elf, but not before erasing the memory of his presence. The mind was that of Dlrow, a dragon in his Eldanari and the oldest of his race.
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Screams filled the air screams of dragons losing their mates and elves dieing. Both sides had heavy casualties. The dead littered the huge clearing where the two sides fought. She looked to the sky dragons fell from it blood pored down after them. She looked down at the face of her mate Link. He was gasping for breath. But his face had a kind, peaceful, look on it, he weakly lifted his hand and touched her face.

"At least your face was the last I saw, I wish that Aramus and Aryonya were here, it would be nice to see them one last time."

"Don't talk like that the healers are on their way you'll live,"

"No Zelda this is the last time that We'll see each other alive."

"No,"she said through her tears,"don't say that it isn't true."

"but it is Zel,"he called her by the nickname that he had given her,"give my sword to Timbus he'll want it. And give this to Aramus."

He handed her a tablet of the family, she recognized it as a fairth that he had made when Aramus first came back when he was ten. The scar on Aramus's cheek was there and he was on his horse, Forest, and the family was off in the distance showing just how fast Forest was.

"I promise."

she said in the ancient language.

"Good,"he said,"I love you, and I'll be waiting for you, I won't say good-bye because this isn't it."

With that he closed his eyes and went limp in her arms. The tears flowed she got up after setting him on the ground.

"I'll love you to death and beyond."

The words that they said on the ceremony that had welcomed Link into the royal family, she said them now and walked into the clearing oblivious to the battle that raged on around her she saw only Pylon his face twisted into a snarl of rage as he buffeted elves aside seeking only one,her.

He walked forward and pulled one of his throwing daggers out of his belt, smiling cruelly he let it leave his hand. She could see it rushing at her, out of the corner of her eye she saw another knife, smaller then a dagger, point first it came sailing with grace and hit the dagger, the dagger was thrown of course and went flying of somewhere.

Zelda woke and noticed that the spot were Link normally was was empty she got up and changed into a teal dress. She finished and went over to her private collection of book picking one she sat on her window seat and opened to where she had been last time. She was sucked into the adventure of a young human who had been bonded with a dragon named Delur.
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I hated doing when Link died. What did you think about the history of spirits I myelf loved writing it.

This post has been edited by Aramus Shurtugal: 14 September 2009 - 03:02 PM

[soldierofwill]

Whoa. This is a very, very, very, weird/mysterious/crazy/cool/far-fetched(well I don't know about that, it is a book about dragons after all ) Anyway that was amazing! You have a very interesting story here. Keep it up!
Your now addicted reader slodierofwill, bye

[Aramus Shurtugal]

Soldierofwill I would guess that you mean the spirit history thingy? And Yay my first addicted reader! I am unworthy to have an addicted reader Question how do you change the topic description okay so just had to tell you all but the name of Aramus's future dragon is Antarctica backwards.

Chapter eleven

Alcura yawned in boredom, her jaws touching the trees above. Her mate, Ulrander, was in big-tree-hall with Zifran-friend-rider in one of the riders important-usually-short-meetings. She ran arguments around in her head, about what she was going to say to him when he came out.

Why did the meeting take so long?

Oh, the usual,she did her best male voice.

And what is the usual?

Oh you know.

No I don't if you don't tell me then I'll force it out!She could see him doing his grin of innocence.

How?

Oh great how would I? Let me see there is say that I'll hurt his rider buts that's a little low, let me see I could say that. Oh great, mind blank.

Two elves, one male one female, whom she recognized as Gridlock-rider-of-Srednu and Laya-rider-of-Repta, both had moonlight hair, and gray eyes. They passed by her without even a nod, Alcura growled lightly to get their attention, they looked at her and bowed saying their polite-meaningless-gestures. She nodded and they rushed into the big-tree-hall.

When the big-yellow-eye was high in the sky she finally saw Ulrander sea colored-scaled-head show out the door, all arguments forgotten, she sailed over to him her wing open slightly, sunset colored scales sparkling in the light.

Finally you big oaf!

She dived right into him, he went tumbling on the ground. Elves dove out of the way, laughing their sing-song-laugh. He just lay there. A big smile on his face and his eyes sparkled.

No, not the smile!

Oh, yes the smile. His voice was teasing

He got to his feet she checked him over making sure that she had not hurt him in any way. He was still smiling.

For future reference you ram hard.

Why thank you. Her tone had a small amount of sarcasm in it.

He nudged her gently. A loving gesture, Alcura nudged him back. He backed away a few paces and leaped into the sky, he looped back. She recognized that he was asking her to join him in the mating dance. She accepted. The last time they had mated and had eggs was ten years ago, two had gone to the riders and the rest, four, had remained wild, like her, she missed them.

They were so spunky must have gotten that from their father. She thought to herself.

The two dragons began the mating dance, they looped, barrel rolled, and added a few corkscrews to keep their balance. By the time the dance was done the big-yellow-eye was touching the horizon, and she felt as if she could drop off and go to sleep right now, her wings ached to stop flying, she started to dip.

Sleep? Ulrander inquired.

That would be nice. Her voice was tired.

They cruised over to the Manoa Tree and landed. They curled up with each other, necks crossed. Ulrander fell asleep but Alcura thought back to what an old dragon, Rdealg, had once said to her,

Dragons will rarely find their soul mates, a dragon that they want to spend the rest of their lives with. But when they do, ah, life will never be the same. They are the one who can make you happy when in the darkest moods, you would rather die than see the other die and. But beware if indeed you do find your soul mate if he dies you will go insane, I have seen healthy dragons go insane at the loss of their mates.

She looked at Ulrander out of the corner of her eye, his scales sparkled in the failing light, bathing the ground below them in his color. Alcura looked down and saw that the ground was bathed in their two colors. She could see, in the ground, dragon hatchlings playing around with each other. Her eyelids started to droop and soon she was asleep. Dreaming about little hatchling.
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Ah, two dragons in love
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Zelda set the book down when she heard Links light step. She stood up and looked out the window. Down below she could see two humans, one male one female, walking through the rain, under archways, through gardens. She felt two hands grab her from behind, and swing her around, her feet barely brushed the ground.

Links lips brushed hers, she kissed him, he kissed her back. They kissed until they needed to breathe again, she sucked in a breathe as quickly as she could. He set her down gently on the ground. She glanced over what he was wearing, a dark green, almost black, shirt and a pants.

Zelda leaned against Link's chest, he put his arms around her, clasping his wrists together. She inhaled, he smelled like hay and rain. She could hear his heart beating and his breath coming into his lungs.

"You've been outside?"

"Yes, in the stable, I was thinking."

"About what?"

"Aramus, I shouldn't have made him go."

"You did what you could."Her tone was kind.

"But it was wrong of me to."

"No, it wasn't he could have stayed if he wanted to, you left him in his room to make his own choice of leaving or staying. He chose to leave."

"I'll see it your way. I miss the sound of him playing the piano."

"So do I."

She remembered the dream and frowned. He gently pushed her back, and held her at arms length. She looked down to see if something was wrong, it didn't look like it, she lifted her head again.

"Did I forget something?"

She asked, her tone puzzled.

"Yes, your smile,"

She couldn't help it, her lips lifted up by their own.

"Ah, there it is."

He brushed a hand gently along her cheek.

"Link."

"Yes?"

He murmured.

"I had a dream last night."

"About what?"

"You died in it,"

"Zelda, it was just a dream,"His tone was serious,"I want you to forget about it."

"I'll try."

"Try? There is no such thing as try, there is do or do not." His tone turned playful.

"Fine, I'll forget it."

"That's good,"

He was murmuring again.

Link stepped forward and hugged her. It felt like he was hugging her as tight as he could, she couldn't breath.

"Um, Link."

Zelda managed to gasp out. Link let go.

"Oops, sorry."

He sounded like he meant it.

"Hm."

She hugged him as tight as she could, he took it for a few minutes, but he needed air.

"Zelda, let go!"

She let go and took a step back. He stood there, gasping for breath. She smiled down at him.

"There now we're even."

"Even! that was torture!"

"Maybe to you, but I enjoyed it."

"You enjoyed it?"

"Yes hugging you was quite fun."

He shook his head in playful reprimanding. Zelda giggled like a young child, instead of an fifty year old elf queen. She turned back to the window, looking out she noticed that the humans were sitting on a bench in a dry alcove the man was on one knee, the girl hurled herself into the mans arms, they didn't even know that they were being watched. Link put his arms around her and put his chin on the top of her head. They stood there looking out the window.
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I loved writing this part of the chapter.

Really important, choose your favorite name in the following:

Tresni
Laiceps
Meti
Elggot
Zobedoc
Retnec
Mymnorca
Stnemhcatta
Tnatropmi
Sezis
Stnof
Metsys
Ecaps
Ydaer

Thank for reading!

This post has been edited by Aramus Shurtugal: 14 September 2009 - 02:58 PM