I have now come to an very old guard blocking my way on this road.
About this creation
me-may I pass?
old guard-State your name, and your business along this road.
me-I am Eragon, the wandering ranger. I am going to the fort of cliffs to learn magic.
old guard-you may pass.
I hear footsteps so i quickly jump in the tree. My horse, being awesome, runs off to hide.
I was right! But these are orcs (not good).
The Orcs quickly kill all the people near.
Orc with armor- Hunt down that girl!
Orc with armor- I shall cut down the tree to make us a fire tillí they get back.
I jump to the house before they find me.
Orc with armor- címon you grunt, help me with this wood
Orc- how will we light it?
Orc with armor- Throw in that lantern.
Orc who was hunting the girl- I got her!
Orc- this is great.