Eragon (The Inheritance Cycle, #1)

by Christopher Paolini

Knives were displayed here, spices there, and pots were laid out in shiny rows next to leather harnesses.

What does Carvahall supply thats worth a caravan of traders coming all this way? I thought they are the furthest north settlement, so it's not like they're just passing through.

“Our wanderings have been dogged with misfortune. Chaos seems to rule Alagaësia. We could not avoid illness, attacks, and the most cursed black luck. Because the Varden’s attacks have increased, Galbatorix has forced cities to send more soldiers to the borders, men who are needed to combat the Urgals. The brutes have been migrating southeast, toward the Hadarac Desert. No one knows why and it wouldn’t concern us, except that they’re passing through populated areas. They’ve been spotted on roads and near cities. Worst of all are reports of a Shade, though the stories are unconfirmed. Not many people survive such an encounter.”

Lmao exposition dump time

The bar was long and low, with a stack of staves on one end for customers to carve.

They really are lacking for entertainment damn

The trader continued, “You’re angry with the Empire for treating people unfairly, a legitimate concern, but a government cannot please everyone. There will inevitably be arguments and conflicts. However, the majority of us have nothing to complain about. Every country has some small group of malcontents who aren’t satisfied with the balance of power.”

Ooh maybe they are a propaganda caravan

“He also said a Rider could hear his dragon’s thoughts,” said Eragon quickly, hoping that the fictitious trader would protect him from suspicion.

Eragon's not particularly bright in the secrecy department it seems

In many places the trail all but disappeared, leaving them to find their own way down.

Isn't this the main road that the traders would would have come through? How would you get wagons past this?

The gale was almost upon them when Eragon had a horrible thought and twisted in his saddle, yelling, both with his voice and mind, “Saphira! Land!”

You would have thought she would have seen the storm and landed earlier...

This is irritating, having to hide all the time like a criminal.

You ARE criminals though

No one will expect us to arrive from a different direction.”

'It's impossible for the Razac to see us approaching on this flat ass plain :)'

A mountain of bodies rose above them, the corpses stiff and grimacing. Their clothes were soaked in blood, and the churned ground was stained with it.

Eragon has no sense of smell (this is a reoccurring theme)

What does our existence mean when it can end like this?

Whoa that existential crisis had fast onset time

Glancing down, he saw the Ra’zac’s spoor.

I guess they found some at some point before?

“I’ve been searching for answers to this mystery,

For 2 whole pages

With a shudder he pulled off his bow and belted on Zar’roc.

Because it's IMPOSSIBLE to have sword on your belt and a bow on your back. Common knowledge of course

Brom also wanted you to know that of all the people in Alagaësia, he believed you were the best suited to inherit the Riders’ legacy.

'I know them all' -Brom

Her coma might be something elves self-induce to escape the pain of injury, but if so, why doesn’t she end it? There’s no danger to her now.”

A common knowledge elf fact ;)

“That flag bears the personal symbol of an Urgal chieftain. He’s a ruthless brute, given to violent fits and insanity.”

Did they ever mention this guy again?

“Upset!” exploded Eragon. “I’m well past that! Did it even occur to you that we could just leave him here and continue on our way? No! Instead you turn into an executioner and chop off his head. He was defenseless!”

I guess you dont hate slavery THAT much then..

Eragon shook his head. Stop them … no. There are too many.

USE YOUR BRAIN. AVALANCHE

I’ll not leave you with him.

Damn, fuck you saphira

Twenty of the charging Urgals fell into Kóstha-mérna, howling and clutching their legs where shards of bone protruded.

Why not do this to their necks?

They traveled together for a time, and as is the nature of these things, she fell deeply in love with him.

What???

We can only hope that someday he will be destroyed by one of his own spells.”

Wink wink

“Atra guliä un ilian tauthr ono un atra ono waíse skölir fra rauthr.”

This won't cause issues later ;)

The worst part about Farthen Dûr was the lack of wind—the air was dead, motionless.

Now that i think about it, isnt CO2 denser than oxygen? Wouldnt the whole caldera eventually run out of breathable air?

“I’ll stay and help Saphira when we land,” she offered. “Once she is free of the armor, I will join you.”

Umm why? Maybe try having the weaker person, the person actually bonded with the dragon, stay behind?