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Every story begins with innocent thoughts that recreate themselves into actions. There are happy stories as well as sad ones. This particular tale is a composition of both. Fear, anger and death that we could encounter through a war can have desolating impact not just on people involved but on listeners themselves. On the other hand, love, faith and friendship brightens and chase away those depressive clouds.
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Alagaesia has been in this situation for decades. Dragons are dead...well, most of them. Galbatorix holds war with Vardens to reign the whole world. He was a Dragon rider once himself until pride and hatred ate his heart and left nothing but evil soul behind. By enslaving people he builds his army. You cannot escape unless you have already joined the Varden. They fight against this tyrant and along their side they have the support of every other nation in Alagaesia. Moreover, they have their own Dragon rider, Eragon. Unfortunately, Galbatorix holds the last of the dragon's eggs that are supposed to be the last living memories of dragons themself. Yes, after the battle between Dragon riders and Forsworn everyone believed that Dragon riders would never be reborn again. That all dragons were dead. Seith didn't. For her faith in those gigantic creatures exhaling flames, she was considered an outsider. Someone who has gone mad. However, she didn't give up even though her own queen refused to scrutinize this issue deeper. After having enough information Seith left to begin her journey of finding dragons and bringing them back.
Decades passed by. Seith existence fell into oblivion. That fact helped immensely. Not being recognized or noticed, she could sneak through Alagaesia until she reached Feinster. Yes, on her way back she heard about the battle and about the new dragon rider. She had to find him and talk to him. As it was so urgent, Seith also had to join in the fight and it didn't feel strange at all. To be honest, she was fighting against her old enemy. Fortunately, Vardens won. Feinster had been seized.
Seith looked around. Vardens were running forth and back. Shouting at each other yet being coordinated greatly. She sneaked between two buildings observing her surroundings for a while. It had been a long time since she was last in the city. It didn't change, she would say, but her memory wasn't as clear as she would want it to be. Using group of men that were passing by as a cover that gave Seith the chance to look for her target. The young rider. What was his name again? Ah, Eragon. She saw his portrait on one of the boards in another city. Wanted poster, it was. To be honest, he really didn't look like a rider at all. More likely, she would consider him as a farm boy. Men departed in other direction and Seith was standing alone on the street.
Think clearly. What is the most noticable feature of Dragon rider? a gratified smile appeared on her face. Moving her eyes towards the sky Seith was looking for a dragon. If she remembered right the dragon was suppose to be blue. However, no matter how hard she tried even her elven eyes couldn't see the least sign of sparkling blue. Frustration began to crawl into Seith's mind. Clenching her teeth she jogged forward looking around. She spent few minutes doing that when suddenly she got the feeling. The feeling of being called. Knowing that she had to answer, Seith sprinted into one of the houses that was visibly unoccupied. The room was small and badly lit considering that there was only one small window that allowed the day light to come in. She knelt down, putting her staff to her side. Closing her eyes, Seith put her front finger and middle finger of both hands on her temples, concentrating.
Let it be quick. I can't waste much time here, was her last thought before she made connection with the other side.
(As for the picture, you know that the Empire has picture of Eragon before the ritual in Du Weldenwarden. So that's what Seith saw. In terms of the magic, she might be using a slightly different type of magic since she met the dragons. But it is not THAT different)