Alright I started writing my post. But I have to help my mom with something so I'll BRB in 10 or 30 But the post is in production
I'm late to the dragon party, but anyway... Spoiler Though one of my favorite dragons as a kid is from this book:
*mental link on* @Jess, why does that girl have wings growing out of her head? Actually, nevermind, that picture is incredible
That's actually similar to the way they do elven "ears" in Perfect world. used to play it but it was too hard... :redface:
I am here! Sorry, had a nasty headache and dozed off on the couch, but I am feeling loads better now, pro tip, ice cream kills a headache if that headache was due to your forehead overheating. Of course if its winter and you have a headache because of the cold, supplying it with a brain freeze aint gonna help much. Anyway, just a cute dragon to make up for it all: Its Saphira from the movie Eragon, the dragon is nicely done but the rest of the movie is nearly unbearable to watch, it is that poor. As for the books, it isnt the most original story but I thought it was a fun read!
Alright I'm back. Gotta PM Jess and then back to working on the post. @Mac: Eragon (The books) isn't very good. In my opinion. Its like Star Wars in Lord of The Rings and sort of flat.....to me anyway.
@MAc, I think the Eragon books are worthwhile, its better than LordoftheRings to me because theres more magic and action. I do see the similarities to StarWars, but that doesn't make it a bad story. I read all four books and I love them, they had lots of substance and the last book was almost five hundred pages long. I love it when books in a series ge tbigger and bigger, that means the author has a lot to put into the story. And I can guarantee that Angela the Witch is the main reason I read those books...she is like the spice of life, I swear.
, I think the Eragon books are worthwhile, its better than LordoftheRings to me because theres more magic and action. http://25.media.tumblr.com/c2f4cecd6521d376b5385e6fa7b40610/tumblr_mmpus3WpcY1qdlh1io1_400.gif JK (I had to do it)
I thought it strongest point was the diversity of characters and the idea of old, wise talking dragons and the heart of hearts were pretty unique and put a nice spin on the tale. Let me amend, old wise draongs aren't unqiue, but I thought the bond that riders form with their dragons was a nice, believable touch. Paolini did, imho, succeed in letting me see the world through the eyes of a dragon, and that is no mean feat. I just wasn't bothered by the fact that it copied certain elements. As long as the elements work well and are enjoyable, I don't see the harm in them. I think he did an adequate job for someone his age. Reminds me of another thing, the visceral descriptions of battle were very refreshing, to me at least (I hadn't heard of a Song of Ice and Fire at that time, so yea, Eragon is kid's play in terms of brutality compared to that).
I would recommend everyone read these two posts from the original game, I can't figure out a better way to recap it all in here, and I don't want to just straight up copy these into the new game, so... take a look and get antiquated with Jessica! Spoiler Jessica Vandermir Another explosion rocked the castle and a nearby window blew out, sending glass flying everywhere. Jessica grabbed her little brother, Arthur, and threw herself under a nearby desk. He was sobbing while she did her best to hold back her own tears. "Are you okay?" She asked. He nodded. The poor kid was only eight, and already the Imperium seemed to want him dead. From the other side of the study the door burst open and her father, the Viscount Vandermir burst in. "Jessica! Arthur!" He shouted. "We're under here!" She replied, as she pulled herself out from under the table. "The shield isn't coming back online!" He exclaimed. "The Militum will be through the gates any minute. Take this..." He pressed a holo disk into her hand, "...and get your brother and you down into the cellar!" She couldn't breath. This was it, they were all about to die. "Seal the door, and shut off the light. Then say, and you must repeat it exactly 'Inshalla ictishef watanda Vandermir'." He repeated if again. "What... What do you mean!" Another explosion rocked the house, and Arthur emitted a cry and clutched onto Jessica's leg. "Just go! Now!" "But..." "GO!" He shouted. There was an explosion from the entry foyer followed by gunfire. Jessica didn't know what to do, so she did as she had been told and ran, Arthur's hand held tight. "And know that I love you both!" Her father called from behind. They ran down the grand staircase and skirted past the foyer where the fighting was, the sounds of men dying within, and through a small door at the base of the stair. The servants quarters were deserted, as they ran through, finally getting to the heavy cellar door. Jessica pulled it open and pulled Arthur inside with her, and down another short flight of steps. Damp air surrounded them, the smell of must and mold. A final metal door stood before them and Jessica pulled it open. Once through, she slammed it shut. Upstairs she still hear the sound of gunfire and screams. Then it stopped, and that was more terrifying than anything she'd heard all day. "Dad..." Arthur whispered next to her, his voice thick. Jessica was still trying to comprehend everything. Then there was another gunshot, just one, and she felt something die within her. That would have been her father. She just knew, could feel it. They were orphans, trapped in a cellar, with Imperium soldiers searching for them. She had to do something. That was when she remembered what her father had told her. She flipped off the light. "Jessy, what happened to Dad..." Arthur clung to her. She couldn't bring herself to say it. "Be strong Arty, just hang on." She held him close for a moment, then stood and said. "'Inshalla ictishef watanda Vandermir." There was a low groaning noise, and a a faint light. It came from the wall opposite them which was slowly sinking into the ground. Behind it was a tunnel, escape. "C'mon Arty, we have to go now." She said stiffly. It was all she could manage. Spoiler Jessica Vandermir The had walked most of the night through the tunnel, mostly in pitch black. The tunnel ran straight thankfully. After what seemed like forever, they emerged out of a giant drain pipe onto a clover field. Cool night air and the sweet smell of clover seemed almost to pleasant to be accepted after the horror they'd just left. Jessica looked out at the field, illuminated only by star light, then fell on her knees and sobbed. Arthur just hugged her and cried too. After a while, when the sun was starting to cast it's pale light in the North, Jessica's eyes finally dried. She saw not to far away a farmhouse. "C'mon Arty, we need to keep going." She said gently. He had fallen asleep, head in her lap. He sat up, his eyes puffy and brown hair all tousled. They got up and started walking through the dew wet field, until they reached the small farm house. Jessica glanced around, it looked inhabited. She stepped onto the small porch and knocked on the door. A moment later the door burst open and an elderly man was behind. "Oh thank the Divine! Martha, you better make some food!" He shouted into the house. "I didn't think anyone had made it out. Come in, come in!" He ushered them in. "Who, I mean, thank you. You know us?" She asked. "Of course we do your ladyship." The old man bowed, his wife had bustled up now to. "We were so worried that no one had made it out of the castle!" She said, wringing her hands. "Who are you?" Jessica asked. "I am Goddard Pennington, and this is my wife Martha. I was your father's valet for many years your ladyship." He said. She had hear of him from her father. He had spoken of him as one of his only true friends. "Mr. Pennington, it is a pleasure to meet you, My father always spoke highly of you." Jessica said, as politely as she could, speaking of her father was difficult. Arthur just stood there looking lost. "It's our pleasure your ladyship." Martha said. "Can you help us?" Jessica asked. "I need to get somewhere safe." "That's already been taken care of m'lady." Goddard said. "As soon as the attack began, your father sent me word. We're to take you to Penberry on the border of here and the Foresyth lands. One of your father's men is waiting there. But for tonight, we'll give you warm beds and warm food, and leave in the morning." He finished. "Thank you so much, I can't even tall you how much this means." She said again, threatening to break down again.
He wrote it when he was 15. I just think he should of overlooked it more then he had when got it published. I mean I'm still gonna use ideas I have but I'm sure a lot of stuff I do isn't nearly as clever as I think it is and I'll realize that with age. By all means write novels to the best you can no matter your age. But when it comes to publishing and the quality of something I think its far better to be a little older then 15. Get my point? Copied elements don't bother me but overuse of them does. And I've read Eragon's story to many times for it to impress me. Id suggest you read the Dresden Files (If anyone is interested in what my equivalent of Lord of The Rings and Eragon is. Though DF isn't epic fantasy but it is one of my fav series). But if you want a good epic fantasy that follows a hero's journey can't go wrong with Codex Alera.
Speak of the devil and he shall appear... I think the Eragon books serve their purpose well, and it caters perfectly to the audience it was targeted at. When I read them, which is a quite a few years back, I really enjoyed them and that's because they were aimed at my age group at the time. I only read the first two admittedly, but his writing was strongest in Eldest; his descriptions may have been a little light yet he still managed to paint vivid pictures with his words, and that's all a writer can ask for. If the person reading your book can visual your words, then that's a win. And you are all living in a silly fantasy world anyway with your meager dragons. This is the true conqueror of worlds! EDIT: Blast my inability to load an image!
Yeah, he wrote it when he was 15, but if you can publish a book and have it become a best-seller with a film as well when you're 15 - why not? Now that he's matured, if he wants to write something better, he has a very very easy way in. Plus, it made him rich.
Eldest was the best in the series. I actually really liked that book when I read it. And you're a mass effect fan?! @Jess, thought you might like that!
He's hardly rich. Bill Gates is rich or the more proper word is wealthy. When a novelist becomes wealthy then I'll be impressed. but if you can publish a book and have it become a best-seller with a film as well when you're 15 - why not? Well that's simple. Because I'd rather be matured, write something original and have it actually be recognized as unique and have it be a best seller on those principals. Also being a best seller doesn't mean its good. 90 percent of everything is crap (Say what you will but the crap in the media far out weigh the good). I want to be in the 10 percent.
