Andlátkyn; Vandr Sanses unin Alagaësia

The Aftermath

The pair of skeletons- one a god and the other a deity's Voice- emerged from the trees together, one half carrying the other and using a gigantic paintbrush sort of as a walking stick. They climbed a low mound of dirt piled over a stone wall separating the fields from the forest.

Not a word was spoken between them, just a soft silence bespoke the weariness of one and the eternal patience of the other. Slowly the armored one guided the scarf-wearer to an approaching ragtag group of monsters and dragons, who all perked up at the sight of them.

Eventually, the thundering footsteps of Saphira and Epic's tyrannosaur were impossible to ignore, forcing Ink to look up in first distant surprise, then faint admiration at the glittering blue dragon.

The next thing they noticed were the apologetic looks on both Razz and Black's faces, the pair stepping aside to reveal a worried Muffet and a fairly tall skeleton in an orange hoodie.
Blue gasped faintly at the sight, and Ink leaned tiredly on his paintbrush to let him go.

Glancing back at the god for a moment, Blue then stepped forward. "Papyrus?"
"Bro?" Thin sockets teared up in a mix of disbelief and relief. "That really you?"
Muffet only nodded to him, clasping several hands together and stepping aside.

After a moment of hesitation, Carrot darted forward, scooping his much shorter brother into his arms as Blue pounded his backside hard enough to produce dull clacks.

"I was so scared of what you would do without me!" The older of the two gasped, voice wobbling with untold relief. "You.. you are not meant to be alone!"
"Neither are you." The orange clad mumbled into the bandana.

Blue finally leaned back, hopping off to look him in the sockets. "I was never alone."
Carrot briefly glanced up at Eragon and Saphira.
"Did he help?"
"Actually, to be brutally honest, Eragon has needed our help far more than we ever needed his. That isn't to say that we never needed you, though." He turned to smile at the human, who nodded somewhat bashfully.
"I do believe I have needed less help since the Burning Plains."
"And I agree with you on that." His grin widened, and he promptly tugged his brother over.

"It's about time you all met one another. I've been waiting ages for this!" He explained as Carrot impulsively pocketed his free hand, one still gripping his sibling's shoulder. "Papyrus, meet Eragon, Dragon Rider, Shadeslayer, and now Kingkiller- names that you will soon understand. And also Saphira, last hatched female of her race and in my opinion, the most elegant and beautiful."

She blinked at the compliment with a faint hum, Eragon holding his hand out. Carrot hesitantly took the hand.
"I'll admit, you don't look like any human I've seen before. Guess that's the difference between here and the Multiverse, huh?"
"I wouldn't say that I am like the rest of my race. I have been changed to be more like an elf. My cousin Roran, however, is a human without magic."
"I certainly wouldn't call him normal. I've never seen a human quite so Determined as he is, not even Chara or Frisk." Blue mused.

Carrot quickly retracted his hand in alarm as GB snorted. "He is kinda terrifying. Good thing Reset simply doesn't exist in Alagaësia. He probably would have used it to march to Urû-baen alone and kill Galbatorix himself somehow. Stars know he'd do it."

"Wait, there is no Reset here?" Black questioned as Carrot stared in bewilderment.
Eragon blinked. "I have no idea what you just said."
I said Roran's terrifying, and giving him magic would make me want to stay far away from him. He explained with thought.
Eragon paused at that, then shook his head with a chuckle. "I can't say I can argue with that. I heard he singlehandedly killed Lord Barst in the attack."
The violent commander? Draco questioned.
The human nodded.