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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3. Du Shur'tugal Nángoröths

"I can't change the direction of the wind,

but I can adjust my sails to always reach my destination." - Jimmy Dean

 

     Eragon, little one, it's time to rise.  The sun has risen and the Eldunarí are eager to see the home that we will rebuild the legacy of the Dragon Riders in.  Shaking the bleariness and tiredness from his mind, Eragon rose.  Briskly moving to saddle up Saphira and strap on Brisingr, Belgabad replayed the images that he remembered about the mountains.  He lingered on other animals that had inhabited the mountains when he was there as a hatchling, but he wasn't too worried about threats that lived there.  The Eldunarí put a blast of energy into Saphira and she shot off like and arrow from a crossbow.  Flying at triple her normal speed, a mountain range came into view.  Every single Eldunarí shouted as they saw the beautiful mountains come into view.  The shouts of pure joy were almost too loud that Eragon had to separate his mind from the Eldunarí for a minute or two.  Within a couple of seconds, Saphira had landed on the top of the mountain.  Letting out the loudest roar of mighty success she could, she bathed the sky in bright blue fire.  For once, not one Eldunarí had anything to say about this amazing wonder.  After hundreds upon hundreds of years of wishing, hoping, and longing for the evil king Galbatorix to be brought down from his reign and the days of the Dragon Riders to live again, the time had come.  That time was now.

     After what seemed like a very long time of taking in what surrounded the mountain, Umaroth broke the stunning silence.

     Now we build.  The first order is to hollow out the mountain, we can build inside the mountain depending on how much space we find necessary, for now, let us hollow down until you find lava, or something hot enough to keep the eggs warm.  

     Using the name of the Ancient Language, followed by a many other words, and the sound like a whip cracking, the mountain was hollow in a few seconds, though could still stand against any storm no matter how ferocious.  

     Muttering "Audr rïsa Eragon" Eragon lifted into the air and hovered a few inches above the platform they were standing on.  

     Saying "Deloi sharjalcí", he moved the Earth he had been standing on over, and floated down into the now hollow mountain.  At the base he could see that there was rolling lava and was thankful he had taken the precaution of floating into the mountain and not just jumping, though his wards would've saved him, falling into lava wasn't the number one thing on his list of "things to do".

     Directing Eragon down to the base of the mountain and quite near the lava, Umaroth directed Eragon into what he wanted him to do.  As he used the name of the Ancient Language yet again, he created two very large chambers.  The heat of the lava still radiated through the walls and flooring of the chambers, but the lava couldn't melt into the chambers and it wouldn't do any damage to any being that walked in.  

    Umaroth, where should I place the eggs?  Should we line them along the walls as you had them in the Vault of Souls?  We have one chamber for the eggs destine to have Riders and the other chamber for the eggs destine to be wild dragons, but how should we line the eggs?

    Along the walls as they were placed in the Vault of Souls.  But first, take all the eggs out of the space pocket.

     Eragon took the eggs out and they rested on the walls like a shimmering ocean.  Repeating the spell that Umaroth and a few of the other Eldunarí had told Eragon, he separated the eggs that were to have Riders from those who wished to be born wild.  Restoring Cuaroc to his stone body, he directed him to take all the eggs that wished to be born wild to the chamber next door, while Eragon placed the Rider's eggs along the walls.  As all the eggs were placed, Eragon spoke the name of the Ancient Language for the thrid time that day, making a mental note not to over do it, and thus destroying the Ancient Language forever.  

     When Eragon was done with the final spell of the day, he looked at his handy work.  Above the egg chambers, were the indoor sparing areas, should the students want to spar when nightfall came.  A few simple words in the Ancient Language insured that no clatter could be heard whilst the battling took place, in care of those who were studying or those who were resting.  Beside that, there was enough room to fit thirty dragons while their Riders sparred.  Using a few more words, Eragon had made a room that expanded as need, so dragons could easily fit at will.

     After a another flight of stairs up another set of sparring rooms, though this time, they were big enough for the Riders to duel on their dragons.  Eragon preferred to have them spar outside, he found that it could very well be necessary to show that the Riders had to work with their dragons even in confined spaces.  Using the same words again, he rendered the chambers sound proof, and placed a few other precautions, fire proof walls, non-dentable walls, and enough space so that the dragons don't injure themselves should they lunge or attack.

     Last, the armory sat on the top of the mountain.  The walls lined with Riders swords, and in the middle resting on crystal tables, there were other means of weapons, wooden practice swords, steel swords, maces, clubs, and other weapons that some of the other races used instead of swords.  Though a riders sword never grew unsharp or broke, the Urgals would prefer fighting with their hands or horns rather then a sword.  In the other section of the room, dragon armor hung gleaming like a summer day.  The Elves had created three sets of the great armor before Eragon had taken off in his quest to find a new home.  Along side the great armor of the dragons, a less massive set of armor lay for the Riders to take attire in.  Though again, even though there were only three sets, they shone like a new sun.

    On the outside of the mountain, multiple platforms protruded out on each level to where the dragons could land and wait for their Riders.  Though many Eragon knew, would prefer waiting in the sparring area.

    To the left of the weapons mountain, another huge mountain arose.  Eragon had decided to make that the library, and floors upon floors old magic books, both the Elves and the Dwarfs had provided.

     Another mountain shot up to the right of the weapons mountain and Eragon had made that the living quarters.  Balconies were provided from each of the rooms so the students were able to ride their dragons down should they see fit.  

     Behind the three great mountains, a huge green field sat.  Meant for sparring and other outdoor means, it was almost the size of the base of the weapons mountain to start.  All of the practice arenas were circled around a huge statue of pure diamond.  It resembled Glaedr and Oromis standing tall and proud.  Around the outside of the arenas were statues of similar beauty worked in gold instead of diamond.  Each resembled a Rider and Dragon that were lost in the Fall of the Riders. 

     Another three mountains lay behind the circle of practice arenas.  The middle one would be for Eragon and Saphira, along with all the Eldunarí.  Eragon debated wether or not he wanted the eggs to lay beneath the weapons mountain, or move them beneath his, so he could protect them need be.  Eragon decided that it would be best that the eggs lay where he could make sure they were safe, and where Saphira and the Eldunarí could help the eggs hatch and grow.  Looking into Glaedr's thoughts he took upon the knowledge of the great dragon and in a second, he had replaced the eggs in the lowest chambers of his mountain.  To the left of his mountain would be the classrooms for learning the history of the Riders and to learn about the Ancient Language.  To the right, it would sit vacant for now, but Eragon planned it to be the other teachers quarters once they got more Riders and they were further along.  

    Laying back against Saphira  and closing his eyes, he smiled to himself.  Saphira hummed in appreciation for what lay before them was their new home.  Thinking back, it almost looked like the Varden's home when they were in hiding.

     Eragon, you have done more then any of us could've possibly dreamed of for our new home.  You have earned rest and a long time to reflect on how much you have given us.  Umaroth stated in pleasure of looking down onto the new home of the Riders.

     Wait, before I rest, we need to name the mountain.  We need to name our new home.

    Well, we could name it Eragon's mountain, but in the future that would look self indulgent and selfish beyond reason.

    Saphira jumped in, We could give it the name of 'Firebreathers' or 'Brightdragons' but that would be naming the dragons and not giving anything to the Riders.

     Many of the other dragons jumped in naming it things like 'Brisingr' in name of Eragon's sword or 'No king's rule' because no king ruled.  Then from Valdr, the oldest dragon, 

     Du Shur'tugal Nángoröths  Nothing else came from the dragon but broken images in wild pictures but all the dragons knew.  That was the name of their home.

     The Dragon Rider Mountains.

 

 

 

 

 

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