Inheritance Cycle: Barzûl

After the defeat of Galbatorix, Eragon sets out to find a new home for the new era of Dragon Riders. With the knowledge that only the Eldunarí carry, they guide him across Alagaësia until they reach the destined home for the Dragon Riders. As they settle in, Eragon contacts Nasuada to tell of the place where they are settled, and to only share the information with the Riders who are able to make the journey. But when a new young Rider named Barzûl (Dwarf language means cursed with ill fate) becomes Eragon's third apprentice, the tables begin to turn. As time goes on, Barzûl begins to become eager in learning about Galbatorix and soon begins acting much like the overthrower of the Riders. Can Eragon help Barzûl before he seeps into the insane mind that Galbatorix was once enslaved in? Or will the Riders be destroyed before they are even rebuilt?

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10. Apprenticeship

"The more that you read, the more things you will know.  

The more that you learn, the more place's you'll go." - Dr. Seuss

     "Saddle Mersoth up.  We're going back to the mountains."  Eragon said as Taeron finished his meal, and chugged down as much water as he could.  The problem with that request was that Taeron didn't know how to saddle Mersoth.  All the time he had been a Rider, the other elves had done it for him.  Now, not wanting to fail in front on him, he grabbed the saddle and attempted to harness it has best as he could.  Eragon looked upon him with a disapproving eye.

     "Taeron, please tell me that you know you're saddle is backward."  Looking down on the ground to shield his shameful eyes from Eragon, he answered.

     "Well...ummm...you see..."  Eragon stopped him right there.

     "Well...ummm...you see....isn't going to work right now.  You either know how to do something or you don't.  If you don't know how to do something, then you will say so.  If you had tried to ride Mersoth now, you would fall off.  You also do realize that keeping a saddle on your dragon for too long irritates his back, and you won't be able to ride for weeks while it heals right?"  

     "No, Eragon, I didn't."

     "You will address me as Master Eragon or Teacher Eragon or Teacher.  Same goes with Saphira.  The Riders have different rules then most, so you will do good to follow them.  Anyway, take off the saddle."  Eragon made no move to help Taeron as he struggled under the weight of the saddle.  Finally stepping forward, he directed Taeron on how to put the saddle on right.  When Taeron finally accomplished it, he was blanketed in sweat and was breathing heavily.  The saddle weighed more then he thought, especially when he had never done it.  Eragon moved over to Mersoth and placed a hand on his snout.  Taeron sensed the energy that came from Eragon and realized that he had just given a surge of energy to Mersoth so he could make the journey.  As exhausted as he was, he was wise enough not to ask Eragon for any energy.

     "Mount up, it's time to see how well you two work as a team."  Taeron got up on Mersoth and he jumped into the air, only using two powerful wing beats to get up.  Saphira however, just leapt up and over took Mersoth without beating her wings once.  Her wingspan was about as big as Mersoth was from wing tip to wing tip.  Taeron just noticed that Eragon was not on Saphria's back, but sitting on her tail.  Brisingr was lit with blue fire as he held it out in front of him.

     Mersoth, let's show 'em what we can do.  Mersoth, remembering what he had seen earlier from Master Eragon and Master Saphira, was more hesitant on doing anything too risky.  Master Eragon was not looking for people to impress him, but rather show him that they are a team.  He relayed this to Taeron, and even though he hated the idea of just flying boringly, he agreed.

     "Now, you two are going to need to learn much more than just sword play.  You and your dragon have to be one.  In heart, mind, body, and soul.  You need to know what each other is thinking, and when each other will react.  In the middle of the battle, you won't have time for sensible conversations.  You will have to be willing to give into one another, and most of all trust that you each have each other's backs."  Leaping off Saphira's tail, Eragon spiraled with the wind and, using a bit of magic, righted himself so he was floating next to Saphira.  Mersoth pulled up so he could face him.  

     Read each other.  Know what you are going to do, know how to execute it.  Saphira projected to both Taeron and Mersoth.  

     I want you, Mersoth to spiral dive, straight down to the ground, and at the last second, I want you to swoop up.  While this is happening Taeron, you need to let go with your hands and hold on with just your legs.  Taeron was dumbfounded by the request.  He would die.  

     Trust me Taeron, I'll catch you if you fall.  

     "Common, we don't have all day!  I have much more I want to teach you today."  Eragon urged them both.  Without any warning, Mersoth spiraled downward, and Taeron held on for his dear life, forgetting everything that Eragon had just said.  When Mersoth pulled out of the dive, Saphira began her own, curling her wings around her body and making it into a cocoon.  When she pulled out, Eragon was not in his saddle, but clutched in her claws.

     "Trust your dragon Taeron!  Know that he will keep you safe!"  Eragon was flung up into his saddle by a smooth move by Saphira.  

     "Let's go to the mountain.  That will be enough experimenting for today with flying."  Beating her powerful wings, Saphira surged ahead of Mersoth.  This time, Merosth did not hold back, and using the energy that Eragon had given him that morning, he shot off like an arrow from a crossbow.  Eragon watched Mersoth and Taeron yet again.  This time, he saw the fire that he knew Taeron had in him.

     Saphira, should we let them pass us?

     In your dreams little one.  Oh, I would hold on by the way.  With that, Saphira shot off faster then Eragon thought she had in her.  Two seconds later, Saphira touched down on the mountain.  Jumping off, Eragon stood next to Saphira waiting for Mersoth to arrive.  Not a second later, they touched down.  

     "Good, now Taeron you will come with me, Mersoth you're going to be with Saphira."

     "Master Eragon, it's getting late, and I was wondering if we could rest for a minute."  This comment stopped Eragon in his tracks.  Turning around to face Taeron, he spoke.

     "If we had rested during the battle with Duraza, then we would be dead.  If we rested when we were being mentally crushed by Galbatorix, then your home and everything else in it would be destroyed.  If we had rested when we had to fight Thorn and Murtagh, our brothers, then we would be dead.  You will not rest until you are dead.  Do you understand?"  Taeron nodded, and thought to Mersoth, 

     Apprenticeship was supposed to be easy, why is it so hard?

     Because apprenticeship is easy, but you are a Dragon Rider, and I am a Dragon.  It will be easy but hard at the same time.  Let's just say that apprenticeship will be easy if you work hard enough.

 

 

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