Are My Hopes Too High?

[Taren]

Taren stepped up to the entrance to the Varden Egg Keep. It was a large stone room with two guards at the front entrance. They were two burly men dressed in makeshift armor, both holding a sword. The two stepped in front of Taren, blocking her from entering the Egg Keep. Taren looked up to them. Being shorter and a human women, they obviously had the advantage.

Excuse me gentlemen, may I pass?

The two eyed her for a moment before deciding she was no hamr and stepped back. Taren nodded to them, stepping through the entrance. It was a bland room, sparsely decorated. The exception were the two pedestals in the center of the room. Each one held an egg. No ordinary bird egg or such. These were of the highest ranking among creatures of Alagaesia. Dragon eggs. One day these two would hatch and grow up to be one of the fiercest and most revered creature in the land. Taren hoped one of them would choose her to be their rider.

Taren imagined the fame and glory she would gain if she became a dragon rider. Sure, that might be nice, but the primary reason was because she needed a friend. Someone who would be there until the end, someone she could never part with. And a dragon was just that. If Taren became bonded to a dragon and one of them died, the anguish would kill the other.

In Taren's mind, she felt lonely, alone. The need for someone to always be there was overpowering. It would drive her crazy until the day she died unless it was quenched. Taren's heart was full of emotion at the moment. Of hope and fear. Hoping that a baby dragon would hatch for her, fear of rejection. The deep emotions almost reduced Taren to tears, something that seldom occurs.

With these swirling emotions, Taren stepped forward, marveling at the egg's beauty. A swirling plethora of every shade of insert color here, it shone like a night star and drew her to it. A tingling sensation crept up her spine. Her hands were shaking as she timidly walked up. Taren was now less than 2 feet away from the egg.

Trembling, Taren extended a hand towards the stone-like egg. She placed the pale hand on the shell of the unborn dragon...

Were her hopes too high?

1) Who wrote the books?
Christopher Paolini

2) What is the name of the trilogy?:
Inheritance Cycle/Trilogy (It's actually going to be 4 books)

3) What color is Saphira?:
Saphire blue

4) What color is Thorn?:
Blood Red

5) What is the name of Eragon's uncle?:
Uncle Garrow

6) Who killed Eragon's uncle?:
The Ra'zac

7) What is the name of the village that Eragon grew up in?
Carvahall

8) Who originally is Brom before he begins to travel with Eragon?:
Hmm, a story teller, but also a dragon rider before that. Not sure what you mean here.

9) True or false? Eragon and Murtagh meet in Eldest for the first time.:
False

10) Who are the Varden?
A group of rebels sworn to take down Galbatorix

11) What is the name of Oromis's dragon?:
Glaedr

12) What is Galbatorix's second black dragon's name?:
Shruikan

13) What does Brisingr mean in the Ancient Language?:
Fire

14) Who does Glaedr give his Heart-of-Hearts to in Brisingr?:
Saphira and Eragon

15) What is Murtagh to Eragon in Eldest?:
Murtagh is Eragons Brother

[Arya]

The egg does not hatch for Taren at the moment . . .

((Two threads, Taren. Two threads ^_^ This is a wonderful post, but I can't allow you a rider position unless you've been around for a while. Try again whenever you feel like it.))

[Taren]

(Ah, I hadn't noticed the two thread rule. Sorry. )

[Arya]

(It's fine.)