Alagaesia - Dragon, Elf, human, dwarf, urgal, wherecat, dragon rider, RP

Elven Form
Name: Maglor Taralom (Meaning Black Mourner)
Age: 75
Gender: Male
Appearance: Maglor Taralom Is Thin, But Strong Muscled. His Skin Is Between White And Ebony. He Wields Two Swords, The Metal Is Tainted Black. He Always Wears His Armour And His Hood, He has A Quiver Of 50 Crow Feather Arrows, His Bow Was Sung From The Trees. He Wears A Black Cape That Runs From His Shoulders To His Boots. He Wears A Belt Of Ten Onyx Gems, Over The Years In Solitude He Has Stored Energy In Certain Gems, He Is A Powerful Magic User And A Dangerous Opponent.
Picture:
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Abilities: He Is Very Skilled In The Ancient Language. He Is An Expert Marksman. He Can Fight With Swords, Hand And A Half Swords, And Two Handed Swords.

Username: Inheritance Fan
 
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He felt slightly embarresed asking but he did "Are you... Well, We're you an elf?"
"No," Demeter replied. "I'm not. Excuse me, I need to speak to Eragon." She turned and walked silently away, vanishing into the forest. A few minutes later, she trotted up to Eragon's study door. She reared up onto her hind legs and turned the doorknob with her paw, then pushed the door open and strolled in.

(Who is Dreal?)
 
(soon and dreal is durza's shade, I let durza make a shade because durza asked)
Eragon was sitting in his study when aryaD contacted him again "what is wrong?" he asked
"it was a shade" aryaD said with a distressed look "and he is very powerful" she said
 
eragon whipped his head around and ended the spell on the mirror "who are you?" he asked looking at the wolf and sitting down again.
aSaphira continued to stretch, now working on a complex stretch that worked on the legs, wings and tail.
 
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