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"Its not me controlling the storm anymore..." Eragon could barely get the words out because he was exhausted. The storm had become wild with lightning flashing everywhere. The storm was gonna be short, but it was still growing more vicious. Lightning hit the ground around where they stood. "Take cover" Eragon yelled just as he was struck by a bolt. He fell to the ground without another word.

Beni quickly realized what was going on. He grabbed his sword in a panic and ran toward the rest of the group for cover. "What the hell? This is...probably...the strangest thing I've seen so far. Where do you get all this stuff? You carry around--what--fifty pounds worth of stuff everywhere as if you know you're going to need it? What's up with that?"

Brophy remained quiet. Beni was good entertainment.

Gilvan touched the white orb with his hand, and as he did so, the barrier fell, the aura collapsed, and the orbs glow slowely faded away. "Where I get it from? boy, if i had a memre like at, I'd be in for some trouble eh? I'm sure you rememba Roura tellin us we needed to take em with us, the commanda's got the black one, an I got the white one. Ain't that right, commanda?" He placed the orb into his pack and sealed it back up.

Inferno almost forgot about the black orb he had in his pack. He started to remember Aroura making mention of that, and he tried to pick up the white one. He remembered he got nowhere except short term flying lessons, first class. He took the map out from his pack and unravelled it. He found their location. They were a good distance southwest from the church. They were near the outskirts of the forest on the west, but their destination was far to the north, surrounded by a natural wall of rock. He took out his personal millitary compass and checked it. The needle didn't settle in any direction. It veered north then west, then east then south. it kept repeating like this until he put it away. "Looks like we're going to do this the best way I know... the hard way." He still didn't know exactly where they were going to head, so he didn't say anything. Instead, he tilted his head to the sky, which still had thick clouds covering the sky.

Eragon thought about what Beni said, "Hes' got a good point Gilvan. You do seem to have the right item on you all the time, but you can also carry a lot, but if we are going on a long expedition, try to bring only essentials. If you carry to much, you will slow down in combat. Even a man of your strength has his limits."

Gareon descended a dark staircase and had a sudden chill. Besides his companion, he could feel some odd presence in the room. He wasn't sure it was human..., or even alive.

"Rule of thumb? Do you have any idea where that comes from? In the early 1900s it was legal for men to beat their wives, as long as they used a stick no wider than their thumb." Beni protested.

Brophy paused for a minute before questioning what Beni said. "And now just where would you learn something like that?"

Beni just looked back at Brophy for a moment with a surprised and confused expression. He shrugged his shoulders and gave a sheepish grin after a moment, seeing now that Brophy shook his head and gave a disapproving look.

[[P.S. Due to certain circumstances, I will no longer portray an accent at all. Just use your imagination from now on.]]

Inferno refered to the image of the map in his head, then looked back up to the sky. It seemed as though the clouds were clearing well, and the stars were becoming more and more visible. He then tried referring to a north star. What he found was quite strange. The brightest star was not like the others, nor was it the same type. What he thought to be the northern star shined a bright red... and was quite large for a star. He would have mistaken it for a harvest moon had he not seen the unique shape. The blackness of the night was indeed endless, but it seemed the clouds still shifted, whether naturally or not. "That way..." he said simply, pointing slowely as he squinted to see any simmilar stars. He found none though.

Eragon walked quickly to catch up with Inferno and stopped in front of him. "We still haven't discussed why we are here and where we are going. You may know the plan, but it can be dangerous for any man to proceed without knowing the plan. I can't follow people on blind faith, especially when a crazed demon is inside them. Why are we out here in the Castellian Forest. This is not a place to go into unless you have good reason and knowledge of the place. And secondly, you also noticed there is something off about the red object in the air. It's not like any star i have seen. Something is going on and you and Aroura are withholding information. I am not a military man, so commander or not, you will tell me what we are doing here."

In the back of Eragons' mind, he was slowing recalling the events that had transpired so long ago. This forest held many secrets, and he was part of those secrets; and he had no intention of having those secrets being resurrected. He had spent many years of his childhood in this forest, but those years quickly came to an abrupt end when he stumbled into the wrong part of the forest. It was the day Gareon was created...

Beni looked over at Eragon inquisitively. The kind of look that begged to be followed by the question 'Could you really be that stupid?' But that wasn't really necessary at the moment. Inferno was going to deal with it, and he didn't want to be involved. "I much prefer the taste of a .38, personally." He wondered where Brophy was going. Something gave him the idea he wasn't heading home as he indicated, and that something seemed to be his sword.