Treat All Fairly Or They Will Seek

Eragon Cried Out, And In His Desperation He Reached For Saphira And The Eldunarí... And Without Meaning To, He Drew From Their Stories Of Energy. And With That Energy He Cast A Spell. It Was A Spell Without Words... His Was A Spell Of Instinct And Emotion; Language Could Not Contain It.

Find Peace In Where And What You Are.

I Am The Victor. In The End Nothing Else Matters.

From The Corner Of His Eye, Eragon Saw Orik Hewing Urgal Necks With Mighty Blows Of His Ax.

Only Men Would Think Of Cutting Themselves To Determine Who The Packleader Is. Idiots.