Really! Between You And Eragon, I Seem

All Great Fighting Is The Same, Eragon, Even As All Great Warriors Are The Same. Past A Certain Point, It Does Not Matter Whether You Wield A Sword, A Claw, A Tooth Or A Tail. It Is True, You Must Be Capable With Your Weapon, But Anyone With The Time, And The Inclination Can Acquire Technical Proficiency. To Achieve Greatness, Though, That Requires Artistry. That Requires Imagination And Thoughtfulness, And It Is Those Qualities That The Best Warriors Share, Even If, On The Surface, They Appear Completely Different.

Leave The Dead To The Earth. They Are Not For Us. - Valdr

I Own A Book,' He Thought, Delighted (paolini 291).

With Her Jaws And Talons, Saphira Tore Through An Urgal.

After A Pause, He Asked, 'what Do You Think Of Nasuada's Plans?' 'mmm...she's Doomed! You're Doomed! They're All Doomed!'she Cackled, Doubling Over, Then Straightened Abruptly. 'notice I Didn't Specify What Kind Of Doom, So No Matter What Happens, I Predicted It. How Very Wise Of Me.' She Lifted The Basket Again, Setting It On One Hip. 'i Supposed I Won't See You For A While, So Farewell, Best Of Luck, Avoid Roasted Cabbage, Don't Eat Earwax, And Look On The Bright Side Of Life!' And With A Cheery Wink, She Strolled Off, Leaving Eragon Blinking And Nonplussed.