Tormir looked up at the giant structure before him, serving as the entrance gate to Dras Shur’tugal, or City of the Dragon Riders. This was the great city outside of Alagaesia that Eragon Brommson, also known as Shadeslayer, built as a base for the rebirth of the Dragon Riders, and was also where new Dragon Riders, like Tormir, if he was lucky, would be trained. The young dwarf was honored and excited to be here, looking around to see that there was a total of about 50 people around his own age, or at least, in appearance, of various races. Other dwarves like himself, humans, elves, even a couple Urgals, which he thought odd, but who was he to question the great Eragon's choices? He approached the gate with the others and entered when it opened, lead by their guides, who had traveled with them all throught Alagaesia to pick them up and bring them here. They were a few of the new Riders, lead by former elven queen, Arya and her green dragon, Firnen.

Vadrua grinned up at the towering structure. She had been fairly used to structures that were smooth and wooden because of her life with her people. Growing up she had Idolized the woman who lead her here to the city. The elven queen Arya and her dragon partner Firnin stood proudly at the head of the group. She smiled slightly seeing a dwarf there waiting for the group.
"Pleasure to meet you." She said in a voice that sounded both like authority and grace, walking confidently up to the dwarf.

"Well met elf!" Tormir said, looking to the female elf who greeted him. "I am Tormir, son of Hort, of Durgrimst Ingeitum. Who may you be?"

"I am Vadrua of Du Weldenvarden. You must know some very honorable Dwarves if you're of Durgrimst Igneitum. I hear Eragon was made an honorary member of your clan." She said smiling.

"That he did. And that I am. I am actually grandson to King Orik, 43rd king of the dwarves." he said. He then noticed they were being guided into the structure, and what appeared to be an entrance hall, though it was massive, to be able to fit the dragons.

Athelle followed the crowd, knowing full well that she was exceedingly late. She was shifty and uncomfortable, as was the result of being raised among elves as a human child. Athelle usually stood with the elves, and so that is exactly what she did. As she was walking over there, she almost walked straight into a dwarf, who was standing next to an elf. "Oh! I'm so sorry," she said. "I didn't mean it!"
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Tormir jumped a bit, his hand going to his axe when she bumped into him, but relaxed and gave a laugh. "Tis fine!" he said. "No harm done, though you did give me a bit of a fright, you did! I'm Tormir, son of Hort, and you are?"

Vadrua smiled she recognised the girl and she seemed friendly enough.
"You're fine young one just mind where you walk alright." She said with a smile she hoped showed warmth and kindness.

"I'm Athelle Vestoria of Du Weldervan," she said, as she usually used her home city over her birth one. "And of course, Elda, I shall endeavor to be more careful," Athelle stated, punctuating it with a slight bow.
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"A human from an elf village? That's not something you hear everyday!" he said, giving a laugh. "A pleasure to meet you, both of you!"

"I was born in unusal circumstances, so I suppose this is the best that could have happened," Athelle said cheerily. "It has been an honor to meet you. Atra du evarínya ono varda, vnir." (Translation: May the stars watch over you, friend.)
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Eli stood in front of Dras Shur’tugal, the City of the Dragon Riders. We walk through the to the towering building that stood tall overlooking the city. He walks through the gate finding an open room filled with about 50 other around his age well he pretty sure. he walks up to a group of dwarf, elf and a human. Might as well make some friend since he got the chance.

“Hi my name is Eli it nice to meet you,” Eli said.

"Ah, yet another person joins us!" Tormir said. "I am Tormir, son of Hort! Well met Eli!" He turned to Athelle and bowed to her saying "May the stone take you when you pass on, and sit beside the god that created you."

"nice to meet you Tormir" Eli said. He never met a Dwarf or an elf before this could be interesting.

"A pleasure to meet you as well," Athelle said as her eyes alighted on the newcomer. "I'm Athelle Vestoria of Du Weldervan. Where are you from?"
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"Your from an elf village that intresting, well I'm from a tiny village far out in country you probably don't know about it" Eli said taking off Coolie hat and letting it hang on his back.
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Vadrua noted the newcomer with a nod. She felt nervous around him with him shielding his face the way he did. Regardless she nodded along following the conversation intently.

"What kind of farmer gets armor like that!?" Tormir asked, raising an eyebrow. Before he could answer, the doors at the far end of the entrance hall opened to reveal a room full of dragon eggs. Several were brought out as a tall elf stepped out and said "We will call your names one by one. When your name is called, step forward and walk in front of the eggs, holding your left hand out. If an egg hatches, pick up your dragon and have a seat to the right. If no egg hatches, head back out to the gate and you will be taken home once everyone has been called!" He pulled out a list and began calling out names.

"What kind of farmer gets armor like that!?" Tormir asked.

The question came to Eli as a surprise. That was a question he didn't want to answer it was also a question he hoped didn't come up in conversation. He was ready to answer but he didn't really want to. He was about to answer when the doors at the far end of the entrance hall opened revealing a room filled with Dragon egg. Eli sigh in relief, he didn't have to answer the question.

"We will call your names one by one. When your name is called, step forward and walk in front of the eggs, holding your left hand out. If an egg hatch, pick up your dragon and have a seat to the right. If no egg hatches, head back out to the gate and you will be taken home once everyone has been called!" An Elf said. He pulled out a list of names and started calling them. One by one people came up and touch the egg. Then Eli’s name was called. He walks up to the dragon egg and held his hand over the egg. For a minute nothing happens but suddenly the egg crack and a small Black and purple dragon stood in front of him.

Eli stood there amazed be couldn’t believe he was chosen by a dragon. He slowly moves his hand toward the dragon once he made contact a searing pain went through his arm and a blinding flash appeared. His eyes adjust back to normal when the pain from his hand flooded his mind. He looks at his hand finding a silver mark on it. he started at it than back at the dragon who was staring at him with its deep black eyes.

“Please pick up your dragon and have a seat,” The Elf said with a pleased expression. Eli picks up his dragon and took a seat. He couldn’t believe he was picked him out of everyone. He looked down at the dragon who was curled up in his lap laying there comfortably. He turns his attention back to the crowd when the Elf started calling name again.