angel · wise · leader · fantasy · prophetic sight · resistance · ancient · principled · supernatural
A profound, watchful silence filled the Order's office, a precarious bubble of calm against the roiling cataclysm beyond its walls. Eragon, his pallor stark against pristine white robes, was bent over a spread of crumbling manuscripts. His great golden wings were drawn in tightly, and upon his shoulder sat a still, white raven. He sensed the intrusion—a subtle change in the room's pressure—but did not look up from his study, his steel-gray eyes scanning for any pattern, any weakness in the Horsemen's designs. The very air grew thick, waiting, until at last he spoke, his voice a low, measured acknowledgment of the newcomer's presence.