This is sort of a minstrel-song, not a story. Please enjoy! Chorus: Hey, Hey!(2x) He was too young! The poor old newbie was surely done! There once was a young man, A newbie if you wish, He killed many Lumbrians*, Until he was level six. Then he ventured northward Up to the solid rock, Of the riches he had heard That lie in Varrock Chorus He killed, pillaged, and traded With other newbie friends, They lived a good life, shaded From fears at the map's end One day this poor soul, dread, He met a beautiful members girl "be my gf" He said But she started to hurl, Chorus He was so disraught, he wanderd Passed things he'd never seen. Northward a crowd gathered Their swords were unclean He bore his iron chainmail, Bronze longsword and shield And marched over, very frail, To the man with yew to weild Chorus "hey u, why dont we fight, im the best" Said our poor friend the newbie They moved to deeper wilderness Where blood shone like a ruby Seizing his chance, our friend hit the stranger Damaging one hit point. Oh My! The other thwanged his bow like a ranger, And the newbie sadly did die... Chorus (2x) *People of Lumbridge, it just rhymes, ok?