Eragon will never learn. Foolish boy.

Finally, we will see some peace.

Sometimes, one grows weary of love.

My name is Saphira Bjartskullar, daughter of Vervada. But you may call me Saphira Brightscales, or Saphira. I am one of the five last dragons to exist, the rest of my race having perished. I have been passed from the Elves to the Vardens. Both of which hoped I would hatch for them and make them a Dragon Rider. They waited fifteen years, I hatched for no one. The time wasn't right, I hadn't found my rider. My egg was taken by a woman named Ayra, who in turn saved my life. Her magic was dulled with her injuries that she substained during a fight to keep my egg safe. She had meant to send me to the elven kingdom, instead I wound up in the Spine, a dangerous mountain range, where I was found by a boy named Eragon. It was in that moment that he put his hands on my egg, I knew that I had found my rider. When I hatched, I gave Eragon the mark, and made him my rider.

We were to become one, fight a ensuing battle, and hopefully win. We did, after much sadness and death that surrounded us, we came out victorious in the end. I was injured in the final battle for the time being, and I should have died, but I would have gone gracefully. I had died protecting my rider, and the very goodness that should always be. Eragon was a foolish boy, using his magic to heal me. I don't blame him for not wanting me to pass, given everything that he has been through, but it was still a foolish mistake. He almost died as well for being such. However, we both recovered, and now we are one. One in mind, one in soul. We await to see where the world will lead us next.

Saphira is from the wonderful movie/book Eragon. She is based mostly on movieverse as of the moment as I do not have the books. More information concerning this is in her profile. She's up for RP and everything else :)