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Post by wildmustang102 on Nov 6, 2008 14:07:07 GMT -4
I sighed. "Here we go." I breathed as I walked up to the gates. A guard stopped me. I took out my letter and showed it to the guard. He smiled a warm smile when he read it. "Alright, Eragon. You may enter. And welcome." He said this in Asterian. I smiled. "Thank you." I said in Asterian back. Then I entered.
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Post by Crewe on Nov 6, 2008 14:25:40 GMT -4
Queen Ginevair rode her white stallion, Kilson Onma, meanign Welcoming Arms, through the streets. She halted as she saw Eragon, and dismounted. "Ki, Eragon! Kilson iu Linsameer!" She exclaimed in loud Asterian.
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Post by wildmustang102 on Nov 6, 2008 14:34:14 GMT -4
I stopped as I saw the Queen. I bowed before her, showing respect. "Ki, Queen Ginevair..... uh.....Tinj oo for the kilson." I stumbled with the words which were half familiar to me.
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Post by Crewe on Nov 6, 2008 14:39:06 GMT -4
She smiled and spoke in English again. "Rise, traveler. Welcome to our city. What brings you here to the Elf Lands?" Just then an elf dashed up to her. She signaled to Eragon to wait a moment. "You delivered it?" she asked the elf. He nodded and spoke in a quick flurry of Asterian. Ginevair nodded and placed a hand ont he shoulder of the elf, who looked angry. "It is the way he is. I am sure he did not mean disrespect." The messenger nodded and ran off. Ginevair turned back to Eragon.
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Post by wildmustang102 on Nov 6, 2008 14:47:48 GMT -4
I rose when she told me to. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "I.....I recieved this letter in my mail today, saying that in my travels I could come here..." I took out the letter again. Sorry if I upset him." I motioned towards the elf who had taken off. "It's just that my Asterian isn't that good yet. My teacher, Brom, was....gulp.....murdered by a Growler known as Dursa. That's when I became a traveler." I said, stopping only to get a breath or two. I knew perfectly well that my left hand held something no one else needed to know about, my birthmark.
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Post by Crewe on Nov 6, 2008 14:52:45 GMT -4
Ginevair waved a hand. "No, it wasn't that. I had my messenger deliver another invitation earlier, to the Asterian blacksmith known as Gruttle Jincsson. Perhaps you have heard of his works. Well, I don't believe he was glad to receive it." She said, her eyes laughing. "More specifically, he said 'Tupid Effins' and shut the door in his face. He did take the letter though." A smile twitched her lips.
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Post by wildmustang102 on Nov 6, 2008 15:00:02 GMT -4
I had to force myself not to laugh. "He sounds like the kind of person who doesn't like elves. And yes, I have heard of him. And I do believe he shoed a horse of mine when I was 16." I said. At my side, a sword known as Zar'roc hung at my side. A blood-red ruby adorned it's hilt. My...*cough*.....birthmark suddenly lit up, burning my hand. I didn't dare kneel to its increasing pain. The pain I felt was written on my face as clear as daylight.
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Post by Crewe on Nov 6, 2008 15:03:29 GMT -4
Ginevair's face lit up with concern. "Are you alright? I'll send for the healer." She called out, and the messenger hurried back. She murmured a low Asterian command. He bowed and ran off. "Jacin will get her." She knelt beside Eragon and looked at his hand, disregarding her fine gown.
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Post by wildmustang102 on Nov 6, 2008 15:07:38 GMT -4
When I heard her say this, my eyes widened, more with fear than gladness. The pain increased so much that it was too much for me to bare. I went on one knee and held my left hand close to my chest. I don't know what's going on. I thought to myself.
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Post by Crewe on Nov 6, 2008 15:14:25 GMT -4
The fleet-footed Jacin returned with an old woman-elf. She knelt beside Eragon and told him something in Asterian. She motioned for him to show ehr his hand.
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Post by wildmustang102 on Nov 6, 2008 15:17:01 GMT -4
I looked at my hand and then at this elf beside me. As I brought my hand away from my chest, I started shaking.
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Post by Crewe on Nov 6, 2008 15:19:38 GMT -4
The healer took it and studied it. Her eyes widened as she saw the birthmark. She traced it with one finger, then murmured some words in a language not Asterian or Elvin. Even Ginevair looked confused. The healer looked at Eragon adn said, in perfect English, "IS the pain gone?"
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Post by wildmustang102 on Nov 6, 2008 15:24:44 GMT -4
I sighed and nodded. "Yes, it is. Tinj oo." The last words I said in Asterian. I stood up and studied my birthmark. Sometimes, I wonder if this.....this.........mark is really worth it. I thought again, this time, without blocking my mind from the others.
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Post by Crewe on Nov 6, 2008 15:29:12 GMT -4
The healer nodded and motioned to Jacin, who brought a chestnut mare forward. She swung into the saddle with remarkable agility for one so old, then rode off towards the woods. Jacin bowed to her as she left, then to Ginevair and hung back politely out of earshot. Ginevair nodded to him and helped Eragon to his feet. "Are you alright?" she askedm concerned.
OOC: you can make a noble if you want.
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Post by wildmustang102 on Nov 6, 2008 15:38:22 GMT -4
I let her help me to my feet. I sighed. "Yes, fine." I said, puting my left hand behind my back, not wanting her to see what was on it.
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