(I wish to apologize for this being short, I plan to edit it once this writor's block goes away. When you get to the end of this chapter, I'd like for your opinion and suggestions)

I was awakened by Saphira who nudged me with her cold nose, I blinked rapidly to clear my eyes, that was one of the best sleeps I've had since arriving out. I opened my mouth wide to let out a big yawn, revealing multiple rows of sharp teeth and two short fangs.

The bald man returned to infirm everyone that we've been summoned by Ajihad, perhaps the leader of the rebellion? Perhaps some trust has been established? Eragon and Murtagh got their horses and returned, we made our way through the door way with me being last to squeeze through.

A group of warriors surrounded us, most likely to guide us and make sure we don't try any funny business.

...The trip through the caves was uncomfortable at best, no one spoke and the place as silent except for the sounds of our feet and claws, it's a good thing that the cave went from cramped to fairly wide, allowing me to move my limbs more fairly.

A soft glow was seen in the end, hinting we were getting to the heart of the mountain, the base of operation.

Eragon stared, he heard Orik say deeply, "Look well, human, for no Rider has set eyes

upon this for over a hundred years. The airy peak under which we stand is Farthen Dûr, discovered thousands of years ago by the father of our race, Korgan, while he tunneled for gold. And in the center stands our greatest achievement: Tronjheim, the city mountain built from the purest marble." The doors grated to a halt

How.. usual there are pillars lining up the cave, each up adorned with varies jewelry, one of the dark blue ones reminded me of something… important. If my memories weren't so shattered or lost, I'd probably remember some of the more familiar things…

The bald man stopped and raised a hand. He turned to Eragon. "You will ride upon your dragon now. Do not attempt to fly away. There will be people watching, so remember who and what you are."

Afterwards we were lead into a large city, the crowd cheered when Eragon raised his hand, not only did he drew attention, but I've drawn some as well, the crowd stared in wonder at my form, no doubt curious about me. However, it seems it was all for show when we got to the other side, the bald man asking Eragon to dismount, the crowd booed in disagreement.

We eventually arrived at a massive cedar door, stained black with age. The bald man pulled it open and conducted everyone except the guards inside, once again I was last to enter because of my size, why did they make those doors so large? Were they expecting dragon riders? The moment we went in, I noticed a black skinned made behind desk, he had an air of command about him, could this human be the leader?

When he spoke, his voice was strong, confident: "Welcome to Tronjheim, Koal, Eragon and Saphira. I am Ajihad. Please, seat yourselves." I raised an eyebrow at how this man knew my name, did that psychic from earlier reveal it?

I had decided to take this moment to lay near the west wall, mostly a few feet away from where everyone sat. I wait and I listened to the events that unfold before me.

By the end of the meeting, Murtagh was taken away as a prisoner, Ajihad watched with curious eyes when I made no effort to defend the boy. In all honestly, I don't know him all that well and he has kept secrets locked up like a treasure chest at the bottom of the ocean, trust was a fickle thing between us.

By Ajihad's command, everyone by me, Eragon, and Saphira left the room, an uncomfortable silence filled the room.

"I need you to tell me how you found Saphira and this strange dragon known as Koal and everything that's happened since," said Ajihad, forming a steeple with his fingers. "Some of it I know from the message Brom sent us, other parts from the Twins. But I want to hear it from you, especially the details concerning Brom's death."

"You know, you could of just asked me directly." I said while snorting a ring of smoke, Ajihad was taken back by this, no doubt surprised that a dragon could speak by word of mouth instead of telepathic like Saphira.

"The twins tell me that you hold very little memory." Ajihad said, staring at me with distrust. "No information about your rider, nothing about your birth, you're like a hatchling, but far more intelligent.. The twins also tell me about some sort of owl deity, you also seem to hold a language far different than the words of a Rider care to explain?"

I let out a sigh, proceeding to tell the leader everything I knew, I told him that I have no recollection of the events before waking up to see the black and white owl.

(This chapter is unfinished due to writer's block, I cannot for the life of me decide on how Ajihad would react or say...)