Summary
| - Theodore did not believe much of what he saw; he tried to pinch himself. So, of course, when he was told that there was a relatively evil wizard in the building...
- I swung my blade, and sliced through the thin branches of the largest willow tree I had ever seen, which was blocking my path. Past the branches, I entered a clearing. Turning around to look at Lagode, I saw him, now reading the scroll while glancing at a small, metallic instrument in his opposite hand. Ignoring him, I continued to advance forward in the clearing. Looking around, I saw a small pack on the ground. Opening it, I found nothing, save for a small, grey rock similar in appearance to that of a rune stone.
- The horses charged northward. The Afflicted citizens and Loar Shades occasionally would attack them, but the party arrived at the temple unharmed. Two priests shut the doors behind the party. The priests wore red robes, not the blood red of Zamorak, but the colour of fire. All the priests held staffs. Charos thought this odd. Usually only abbots had staffs or croiziers. Then he discovered why. The priest’s eye were milky white. They were blind.
- At dawn the ridge came into sight. Men in iron armour, wrought with white markings and symbols, marched forward steadily. In their hands they held spears, maces, axes and shields, and helms sat upon their heads...
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