Eragon and Saphira, the dragon, didn't have the chance to talk. Once they passed the giant wals of the city of Parsec, they were smashed by a wave of welcoming dark poisonned arrows. Sipposedly, they were on a trade mission but obviously someone fooled the Rider's Order... 'Why did I got up this mornig?...' I had this drawing on my head for twoo looong weeks until it came out. I was about to explode. Another swarm of trees were taken douwn to finish this one (the elfs are loking for me... don't you tell them were I am!) Two hours of work.