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CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE AND STRONG VIOLENCE.
Tonight We Dine In Varrock! Chapter 1.
The tavern doors swung open and the group of 5 stepped in. It was dusky and it smelled of old pine within. The light was dim, darkness had already set in outside and the squad of soldiers was looking for a place to sleep. Almost instantly you could tell the leader was the Mage, tall and pale he was. His existence was easily present when he entered and heads turned and stools swiveled to see who entered. Peering into his eyes the dire hate of all men, everyone turned away. That was Lord Furner. His men commanded under his rule did his bidding. They where the elite. With them was Spartan, also a Mage trained in the art of the Ancient Magicks he could wipe out entire battalions. Redlink the lone ranger of the group, he was as quick as a fox with his bow and extremely fast on his feet. Lothy was a foot soldier skilled in the art of pole arms could take down cavalry with ease. Lastly Arya, quite the character.. he was the heavy assault unit. Formidable and dual wielding two long swords. These where the Knights of Honor.
Arya instantly running to the bar to get a drink ordering 3 beers at once. Easily downing the first by the time Redlink and Lothy hopped onto the bar stools.
"Hey give me one of those." Lothy jabbed Arya in the side with a finger.
"No thanksss." He replied chugging the third one.
Spartan and Lord Furner where already in the room that Furner payed for the night.. They abstained from Alcohol and preferred to keep a clean mind. They meditated together occasionally enchanting a gem and tucking it away in their backpacks.
"Furn what do you think will happen to Fallador? I can't believe the BlacKnights actually had that many troops.. It was insane I swear we lost over 3000 soldiers"
"I think Fallador is lost. For the time being at least, hopefully the dwarves can hold them off from Varrock while we figure out a plan with the Varrock Guard." Lord Furner Replied.
"I can't believe we are relying on the VG's they aren't half as trained as us, and they get paid more! This is such bullcrap you know that Furn? And if the elves continue to stay neutral we will surely lose this war." Spartan exclaimed.
Arya was dancing on the top of the bar while Redlink and Lothy attempted to get him down. After a few seconds of this an elder dwarf who was trying to smoke a rather large wooden pipe got upset.
"Get the hell down you ratty little child!" shouted the dwarf.
Arya made a face at him then hopped down. The trio made their way up to their room then realized Lord Furner never told them the room number... So they stumbled back down the the barkeeper to ask.
"Hey bbbarkeep!."
"What rooooom we in?" Asked Lothy
"Room 4 I assume."
"Alright goodnight."
"Night."
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Redlink Goes for Coffee Chapter 2
Redlinks eyes blinked open he stared around and then lifted himself off the floor. He mumbled under his breath and stepped over a sleeping comrade. He slowly opened the door and stepped out. He made his way outside the Inn and looked off into the distance, the sun had barely begun to rise the orange sun rays blooming across the sky. A pretty sight he thought to himself and headed towards Varrock.
"Hello mate! Care for some lobbies! Cheap lobbies only 175 gold pieces each!"
Redlink shook his head.. Dodging marketeers and beggars making his way down the streets. He worked his way around and entered the Varrock coffee shop. The smell overwhelmed him and he felt instantly awake. Walking to the counter he handed the cashier 5 gold pieces and took a mug the cashier handed him.
Mmmm magic brew coffee He thought to himself. Taking a sip every few seconds he headed back to the Inn to wake everyone.
Arya was already awake, massaging his forehead a splitting headache striking his brain.
"Damn it." He cursed under his breath.
"Whyyyyyyyyy!" Arya spouted at Spartan shaking his shoulders.
Spartan gently pushed Arya's hands off him. "You get what you deserve, and no I will not cleanse you this time. Maybe you will learn your lesson about moderation this time aye?" Arya lowered his head and stomped off.
Almost walking straight into Redlink as he walked through the door.
"Welcome back Red!"
Redlink stared back at Arya and after a pause waved.
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Come on Everybody Let's Get F*%#@$! Chapter 3
The blade tip swung just under Spartans chin he recoiled and undercutting with his staff was parried with a upward vertical slice of Lothy's Pole arm, they continued the fight for a while while Lord Furner watched close by. Occasionally shouting at each of them for their mistakes. A few hours later tired and sweaty they both sat down and rested.
"You know, Lord Furner says this is supposed to increase our vitality in fights by having prolonged mock fights. It seems kind of true, but how would killing ourselves before we actually even fight help us?" Lothy told Spartan sarcastically.
"Well that is very true, but if you say what you are Oh Great Fighter then you shouldn't be yelling!" Spartan replied jokingly.
"See thats the whole thing about this, I am, really... Best fighter in the world hands down... Best of the.." He was interrupted by Spartan kicking his foot and laughing as he walked away.
"Piss head." Lothy scoffed. Folding his hands behind his cranium and letting his weight pull his body backwards, on his back staring straight up at the blue sky. Not a single cloud out there Lothy noticed. A sign? Probably not, just good luck he assumed.
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Berzerker. Chapter 4.
Following closely behind Lord Furner the group of five made their way east of Varrock. Headed to the old church. They where told that there was a possible enemy attack upon it and decided to check out the disturbance. They where ready for a possible fight and all wide awake. Redlink kind of twitched a little.. but that wasn't anything out of the ordinary to them. Arya's hangover was also starting to dispel which made him more lively also. Quite the happy bunch, almost queer like how they jog-walked all smiling except Lord Furner holding his poker face. Lothy close behind Spartan was dragging his pole arm in the dirt. He was extremely lazy and even had an enchanter put a spell that gave his weapon eternal sharpness.. so he just dragged it in dirt, or brick, or in whatever material the current ground was made out of. In all honesty the only time he didn't do it was when he was attempting to be stealthy.
Jokingly Arya stepped on the blade of Lothy's pole arm
"crap!" Lothy cursed stumbling forward catching his balance and glaring at Arya.
After a second Arya winked at Lothy and kept running. After a bit of jogging they made it within a few yards. A pack of bats attacked them but where easily dispatched within a few seconds. Hardly an adversary and more of an annoyance to the group.
Spartan instantly noticed the red glow. "What the... Spartan turned to Lord Furner awaiting orders.
"Zerker Formation." Furner said quickly, Redlink noosed his bow.
Lothy and Arya stepped forward Arya unsheathed his blades. Smiled and started running towards the Church, from about fifty yards away they could tell that there was an evil force behind it. Neither could decide if it was the BlacKnights or a different evil.. but it was evil. Redlink was to their left headed up a hill. He had noticed that there was a nice vantage point on a hill, along with that all the giant glass windows of the building had been blasted out so he could easily pick off enemies by sniping them from the outside on the hill he now ascended.
Spartan chased behind Lothy and Lord Furner behind Arya, while running casting enhancing spells on them like enhanced strength and endurance spells, yet not wasting their mana pools.
"Throw down some gravity casts Spart!" Lothy shouted now coming close to the church.
The spell was created and shot at Lothy and Arya. As soon as the spell entered their backs they where sent flying forward through the air landing on the roof. Arya looked down through the hole in the roof they landed next to, the wood was burnt.
"Looks like wizards, can you see any meleers?" Arya questioned Lothy whispering while kneeling poking his head over the edge.
"None. This might be easy if we can take them out before they can cast." Lothy looked over his shoulder at Redlink who waved. "Alright Redlink is ready."
Lothy and Arya looked at each other. Nodded then jumped down. Arya's main hand sword entering the shoulder of the Zamorakian wizard his offhand one through the back of his neck. Arya stepped forward and thrusted both through the abdomen of another.
"Astraan Firos!" Lord Furner spun in a circle and thrust his staff towards the brick wall. Blasting it hard with a fire spell. The whole wall imploded and brick flew everywhere. Lothy back flipped out of the way. Arya quickly stabbed another then jumped behind the Altar. Debris flying over his shoulders he held his ground. A wave of dust followed the shards of bricks. He stood up, the dust parting at his feed as he walked he then stabbed an injured enemy through the face. The crunch it made forced a smile out of him, he continued fighting. Well massacring the Zamorakians.
Redlink noosed an arrow. Aimed at the spell caster hidden behind a statue. He held his breath waiting... Then the Zamorakian made his mistake and jumped forward to attack Lothy. An arrow struck him between the eyes. He twitched his eyes shut and he fell forward. Instantly dead.
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HAIL TO THE KING!. Chapter 5.
Arya exhaled he drew a small cloth from his pocket quickly wiped his brow and then slid it over the blade cleaning it of the blood. Lothy was sitting on the floor next to him doing the same. Lord Furner came up to them and stood next to them. "Good work."
"Yes sir!" Both of them replied. Agreeing with their commander. They stood up, sheathed their blades and saluted. By this time Redlink came jogging up and stood next to Spartan.
"Been practicing much?" Spartan said jokingly. Redlink grinned. Redlink started towards the door and thought, Not really a door anymore. He grinned again stepping through the giant hole that Lord Furner created. They all left the ruined building and marched proudly back in the direction of Varrock.
The group knelt before the king. Lord Furner stood up but the other four stayed on one knee. "My King, good news and bad news. There was a Zamorakian occupation of our far east church. We easily took the church back and killed the invaders. Problem was is that the building was destroyed. That is all." Lord Furner bowed his head.
The king switched his position on his throne and massaged his chin with his hand stroking his beard. He pondered for a few seconds and replied. "Good. Your new assignment is to enter the swamps and find out as much as you can. Report back in seven days. If you return any later we will NOT send a rescue party or reenforcements. I want you to stay low and keep a low profile. There is a town there called Canifis and we have heard there is a large population of Vampyres and Werewolves. We need to either find a way to contain them or remove the source. Find where they are coming from, and if possible destory it. Otherwise return back and we will discuss sending troops. He shifted again "Good luck. "
"HAIL!" They all saluted the king.
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Do you fear the tree? Chapter 5.1.0 (Sub chapter)
"Now walk it out now walk it out, west side walk it out south side walk it out..." Boiler the Willow tree sang to himself in. His branches drooped down towards the ground..Oh I wish I could stomp my yard... he wished to himself.
Cadet the Rabbit was hopping through the forest, he came across this massive bear. "Hey Bear whats your name?" he shouted to him.
"The names Plox, pleased to meet you. he said... then lifted an eyebrow at the rabbit. "Hey Rabbit.
"Yes?"
The bear glanced around, "You ever have problems with crap sticking to your fur?" he quietly asked the Rabbit.
"Well not exactly..."
Boiler the Willow tree was partying like a rockstar in all his lonesome when he saw a Bear... Mining coal. Then Boiler realized it wasn't coal but he was burying something in the ground. "Hey Bear! Whatcha burying? Boiler yelled.
"My ex-wife. Yeah." He said. The tree turned away.
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Welcome To The Darkness. Chapter 6.
They stepped into the dark dusky swamp. Mist surrounded them and the air was thick. They stepped over rotten logs and fungi on the ground. Occasionally stopping for a break, but mainly treading dead on into the heart of the swamp, hoping to find something that would help them, even possibly someone.
They decended upon a large tree it was lush with fruit and Arya reached out to pick one. Spartan caught him by the back of his hood and pulled him back.
"Poison." Lord Furner turned away from the tree and slowly walked past careful not to touch the drooping branches. The rest followed.
Lothy raised an eyebrow at the massive tree and scoffed, he knelt down grabbed a stone and tossed it, hard, at the tree. It hit it dead center and bounced off. There was a loud cracking noise and the tree started peeling down the center like a banana. It flattened out and then all was silent. Arya stepped forward and looked inward, in a split second a flash of light shot out of the center and a ball of light was left floating.
"I am Poopsi godess of the swamp. You have freed me from my prison. Thank you I am in your debt" Poopsi fluttered over to Lothy and sat on his helmet. Leaning against one of the spikes protruding from the top.
"Hello there" Lothy said softly still bewildered. The rest stood around also. Yet Lord Furner stood there with his eyes closed and his arms crossed. He seemed annoyed.
Lord Furner walked over to Lothy, he stood almost a foot over Lothy and looked down at the little fairy. "Interesting. From Zanaris I assume?" Lord Furner questioned. She nodded.
"We are here to find the cause of the infestation here. Can you help!" Arya asked excitedly. Ballancing on the balls of his feet. He couldn't take his eyes off it.. He was about as amazed as an insect and a lantern.
"Oh that is very possible child, very... possible."
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And what kind of name is Poopsi?