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Zybez has a good WOM page, on the stuff you have to do for him, like letters, etc. Also, it has a tome archive, I'll see if I can find a book on WOM's life... He grafittied the varrock Zamorack temple, took on hordes of trolls, learned incredible magics, helped the northern tribes and became legend, ventured into high level Wilderness using the cave under entrana... thats basically all... no wait, he was also supposed to be a priest, but declined to travel the world first. Yeha, theres more... copy/paste link to URL area thingy... http://www.zybez.net/tomes.php?id=44

If you want, but I'm not gifted with the discernment of verse like yours... no offense meant...

man, thats really confusing for me!!! But you killed the hero in the prelude...?

I would if I could, but I have no runecrafting skills, though I might as well get on with it... though I got the rest of the requirements. Larry the zookeeper is obsessed about the penguins taking over the world (or trying to) and has extensive experience in magics... he can teleother and tele himself at the same time... but I only think his connection is with the teaching of the shrinking spell from WOM.

depends on how you look at it.... Personally, it will be the WOMDA, after we prove what the WOM is doing exactly and kill him for his power!!!! Bwa ha ha ha ! Nah, we won't do that to your faces. If anything, its Cats, or its cabbages... I mean, 10's of players are gathering cabbages everyday like they're mind controlled or something... hey whats up my shirt... A cabbage! Argh!!! ... Must serve Cabbage...

Well... I never really thought, nor cared to think that WOM was Saradomin's son... Also, I think that the fact that either Iban is Zamorack's son by blood or by pure evil is very important, remember, apparently Ikov is Saradomin's son, by birth or pure goodness we don't know though.

I'm sorry, but you are going to have to tell me where, I mean, is it with language (People talking) or written? (descriptions etc) because what separates the nations in my world is how they talk... exp. the Zai have a great speech impediment that makes them pronounce "N" "naga" and endings with a hard consonant (t etc.) with an ee (spelt Y) sound... so if its the language, I can't correct that without changing my world a bit.

(KC, I noticed your sig, and I have one thing to say "teh Brits is teh P0wnz0rs!1!!1!") Well, they looked natural, and even though I didn't look everywhere, only a certain type of woman had it... I'm right now trying to get thought the Underground pass quest, when I get through that, I'll be able to do Regicide, and so on, I can get through things like that fast if I have too. The mourners are smart, but I think I can recognize that stuff, it looks exactly like vannaka's markings (trobigod etc. will know what I'm talking about if they have decent slayer.) Also, I will be on the look out for info on Iban etc. revealed in Underground Pass. Tis true. Edit: As far as I can tell, they are very similar. (lawrence and priest etc.) Except the Ardougne priest has navy colored vestements instead of black, but symbol is very similar, which might just be a bit of decoration.

guess what guys, some of the sick in ardougne (west) they have very similar markings to the Majharrat, esp. the Oracle, except red. Also, the priest in Ardougne has the same clothes! back to the underground pass! Its an epic quest!!!

No, the symbol is that flame like things, go to Runehq's God page, (under special reports) it has the symbol big ans stuff... anyway, that sickle is more of a weapon, like, chosen weapon idea thing... Goodnight!

Upon reaching the battlefield, High Lord immediately went into serious mode, rushing the building of electric fences and barracks and such to an impressive speed. Then he realized something, on the roster, Alexandra was playing as the Montag specie, north civilization. This changed his strategy, this was the first time he had fought a Montag civilization user. He quickly diversified his units, in order to be ready for an assault... which was not long in coming. Suddenly, the soldier to the left fell with a great knife in the back, He quickly grabbed the primary weapon and gathered his men around him. Another soldier fell, this time he saw what it was, his designated commander told him. "Sir, that's a Montag Elite level ninja, the special unit of the Montag is limited to four of a certain type of ninja, then three, two, ad lastly the one, and that one is equivalent in power to a tank!" Another infantry man fell to the ninja, suddenly, High Lord had an idea. "Grenades! All over the place now!!!!" He knew that the grenades only affected building and units of another player, that ninja was toast. The blast threw a lot of debris and such into the air, including the Ninja! "All units, fire at it! I don't want one drop of blood to fall unmolested!" The ninja's eyes widened, then it disappeared. The soldiers, very much afraid and bewildered, almost panicked when the ninja appeared in their midst. Firing wildly they targeted the unit, spraying the surrounding area with lead. "Heh, nubs, game ends now!." the ninja appeared in front of High Lord. "Snap!!!!" He dived out of the way, firing at the ninja with the bazooka. Taking the soldier in front of it in the blast. "Leader? Hah! you killed your own units!" the ninja appeared with a knife to his throat. Gulping against his will, he saw the unit he called Commander Striker moving to take him out using a sniper. He was able to stick his thumb out to approve. "... and if any of you make a move to engage me I'll kill your precious leader! Be lucky I was just sent to capture him alive!!!" Blam! The ninja was down! The soldiers rushed to catch High Lord before he collapsed. He awoke a second later. "Is the army ready?" "We have 50 tanks and 100 infantry ready my lord. But are you able to lead?" "Yes! She pays for this! CATAPHRACT!!!!!" The twenty tank units came without a moments hesitation. The rest of the army mingled and soon the infantry were using the tanks as weapon platforms and transportation. The army went into the center and saw that Alexandra was waiting for them, and they took off to fight them head on! Then, before they were in firing range, a great black web started to appear on the sky and a great army appeared. "HA HA! It is I! the Hackzors! Hacker extraordinary!"

The mines were a very dark, dingy place, full of slaves, vampyre juvinates and what is called Daeyalt ore veins. The Juvinate in charge was a short, fierce looking vampyre and he practically threw the pickax at me. "Alright! 15 ores Meat snack! Then you can leave, And don't think were not watching you!" And with that, he went over to harass someone else. I went to a vein next to an oldish-looking miner/slave. "Hello friend, Doing well?" "What good is politeness if you can't get out of here, unlike you. What do you want, I need to work though, so hurry up." "I'm wondering about wise old men." "Eh? you mean Old man Ral?" "NO! anyway, hes the only one ever here?" "Ral? well, not here, but yeah, he's the oldest one ever in Drakan rule apparently." A vampyre shouted across the mine. "Get back to work!!! OR I might get hungry meat snacks!!" I began to mine, I took 17 ores and put 15 in, the vampyre waved me away and I made my way out along a track. Using the convoluted system of houses and buildings, I found myself in the Sanguinesti myreque headquaters.

Maybe, I'll post another... section... tonight if I can, Also, I'm going to gather stuff so that I can do underground pass and such...

Agreed, 1alebcay, I also really dont like the idea of a clan anyway... I don't think the WOM is half majharrat, or even full, he is just a human, as of now.

OKay! I'm back! Anyway... Welcome aboard Skeeran (or whatever your name is, bad with names you see,)! I had noticed that pattern before, just never really connected the dots with Saradomin symbol. Also, the Black knight place below Taverly at least have this patttern too. Now, I know that Black knights are generally evil/lazy (read March's letters) and not really into building Dark Citadels!!! Bwa ha ha ha (evil Xewleer separates from main body and causes Havoc!) Also, I think I have seen it else where. Also, I plan on doing some investigating into member's wildy... I'll do it secretly, I can't do screenies 9compy problem) and so you'll have to trust me... Also... if the Chaos elemental gets me... my hally goes to JK I hate clans, had a bunch of really bad experiences, even though this will probabely be different, I don't want to affiliate myself.However, you have a willing scout to investigate all member's territory! Also, KC, I'm beginning to train for Underground pass, then regicide etc...

He could be, just the vibes I got, you know a gut feeling... but oh well. I thought that the fact that Saradomin was Majharrat was pretty well shored up, oh well. I don't think that the majharrat hated Saradomin for leaving Frenaskae first. But rather, for the things he did. Like say to Zaros and his evil minions "your wrong" type thing. I never found anything though, in my experiences at least, that Saradomin was hated. Out of curioity, could you post the websites that had god pages? I would like to cross reference them all. BTW, I got Zybez God page (not bad one) and Runehq's, they both have their strengths and weaknesses. (New chapter up on story!)

It was a long championship, but High Lord never felt it, cutting through opposing armies, out thinking, out maneuvering his opponents. He felt alive. He now knew what his father knew, his feelings, his thought patterns... "Now, my most terrible opponent dude! I didn't even have to go into serious mode! Time to lose, man!" A rush, an artillery barrage and its all over. He got out of the game pod, feeling very braced after his victory, went over to the scoreboard. To his surprise, he saw that Alexandra was in the final round, the last round. Alexandra came up to him, a grin plastered all over her face. "Dude, you got some serious thrill issues, always the Kun light tank strategy, why not try some righteous new moves? See yah in 5, when you will face my fabby new strategy! Bwa ha ha ha! Thats a superific laugh!" She left without High Lord giving a parting shot. He quietly got a drink. For anyone to look at him, you would see a 23 year old, looking slightly bored and with a look on his face that appeared without thought. In his head, he was going over everything that he knew about Alexandra's field tactics, then he slowed down, he actually had the advantage over the units that Toosh had if he used him right. And there was no doubt, his strategic thinking was unmatched! A klaxon sounded the final battle, and that the contestants where to go to the relevant pods. "Its time for the Final battle! This has been a far out tourny! And the battles been fierce and Righteous! Begin!" The announcer pushed a button and Alexandra and High Lord were rushed in to the game. "Integrate." Whispered them both. Losing themselves to that Digital World.

Yaldin had lost the roads and ruins a long time back, now he went through strange fields of vary short grasses, then forests. It was the third season, and the leaves were falling, he enjoyed the third season. A sudden gust of wind tore leaves off the trees, he lit his lasersword on a stick and went into action. "Whirling lantern!" In a great flourish and twist, all the first several layers of leaves burst into flame, illuminating the dim forest for a second. He continued south, ignoring the smell of burning, unworried, he put up his hood as it began to rain. Feeling braced after the light exercise, he kept up his pace. In Contratheo, Lucyanna continued to be bored, but amused herself by eaves dropping on the two guards at her door. "Yes, 'taint much to do, haven't had much to do since the Kun invasion 1000 odd years ago..." "No, no I remember it, it was about 1500 odd years ago. Anyway, what was it the creature tender friend you had said? You meant to tell me over lunch." "Yes, yes, Those creatures, he said, were getting restless. T'aint much for us to worry about, except our jobs, but they t'aint moving on in a hurry. He also said that some where developing language skills." "Eh? Creatures talking to each other? don't talk crazy!" "Believe what you want, just saying, just saying. They band together under the old one and we kill em all! Then we make more just in case. That old one, you know, that one who was our last one in the Kun invasion? Well, the creatures we have made since then have looked to him as a leader of sorts. T'aint really much to say otherwise." Only half intrigued by the ramblings, Lucyanna decided to doze off until needed. But in the Government halls, all was not as well. "We cannot allow humans to learn of us again, if what our cousins say is true, then we have a danger to over come." The hall was very bright, except in the corners, in one of them, covered in complete black and crouching, trying to avoid sunbeams, the Montag-lord stood and made a small speech. "Cousins! Why talk when you should act! We, in the north, are not saying war, we are saying wariness! Beware all humans, for they have become powerful, was I believe, my exact message! Do not fear humans, this is just a friendly warning! Family is important to us as you!" Having made his speech clear, he retreated back to his corner. One of the Montags, one of the few to actually show age, showing how old he was, stood and said something through mumbling lips. "We are not warriors any more. Magy is forgotten by all except those who were born before that battle, that terrible battle when we lost so much. And who are you! Dark servants of the nameless evil! That which spilled from one plane to another and tainted this world too! The Inspirer, yes I name the Inspirer in this, created humans through the Writer, who works only as the Inspirer lets, and created humans in this world! After our fore fathers split when I was but a small boy, you went to the farthest north, You allowed hate! *pant pant* Who *pant* are you to warn us while the shield stands!" With that he slumped down. A very young Montag went up to him and whispered in his ear. He shook his head, this was not the time to talk. The Montags, except for the one in the corner, all nodded, the old Montag spoke great wisdom in their eyes. The dark one shrugged, he had done what he needed to, he merely had to make what he did permanent.

*a reminder* this is fiction, I will go into it beyond what i have investigated be prepared! I went out into the swamps perhaps 1 hour before sunrise, this was the best time, the nocturnal monsters going to sleep, and the daylight horrors still in bed. I was able to reach Filliman Tarlock, he had nothing to tell me so I recharged my prayer points and went on, I avoided the zealot, we did not have a good meeting last time. I arrived at Mort'ton then, Burgh de Rott. In Burgh de Rott, after I and other players saved it from vampyre's blood tithe. But I found nothing on the WOM, I did remeber at my last visit to Hallowvale, Meyerditch to others. I was able to row across without being discovered by the vyrewatch.I went in search of an old man, Old Man Ral. "Hello, old timer, how's life treating you?" "Not good, not that you would understand." "Well, I'm sorry I cant kill the vyrewatch. But I'm here for information... what do you know about wise old men?" "Apparently you don't mean me. I don't know any, I'm the oldest, always have been, always will until the Vyrewatch take too much blood. Now go away!" He had that crazy look in his eye so I decided to visit Trader Sven next. "Why hello Hylean! Long time no see! What do you need?" "I need to know about wise old men? And not Old man Ral." "Well, I don't think there was ever anyone here anywhere near Ral's age... can't help yah, sorry, wanna buy some clothes?" "I might on my way out." I left to make my way to where I knew the Myreque were. Suddenly a dark shadow flew over me and I shivered. "Weeell, now, what do we have here? A tasty snack all dressed up and no where to go. No one to drink you blood." I turned. "If it isn't the Vyrewatch, what have you to say to me? Quite frankly I taste terrible." "If that be the case, into the mines with you!" "Fine, yah leech!" The vyrewatch howled then grabbed me, and I was immediately flown to the mines.

I'm sorry about your name! gah! okay, you bring up a very good point, the mournings end 1-2 have not been done by me so... I don't really trust that site (sal's realm...) etc. You could be right though

there isn't anything wrong with a sequel, I just kinda was bored and hey! I noticed I mispelled Darkluniux name to will correct when I can

Banned for reproving sarcasm!

In Soviet Russia, Your fear smells you! monkeys

Story of Investigating the WOM Thats right I' writing a story about the Wise Old man, Namely my adventures in the swamps... Do not be negative, I'm think its okay for my first attempt at a detective story!

This is inspired by the WOMDA (Wise Old Man Detective Agency) led by KChughs and investigated by others, namely Randox, me King Wenlok 1alebcay, Darkluniux and others... in the order they popped into my head. Anyway, this takes place when I was investigating the swamps for symbols and any hints for the WOM (abbreviated Wise Old Man) This is fictionalized! but there are grains of truth in it. Because I don't really know how my compatriots really speak in game... I'll just write how it seems best to me... maybe eddicated like It had been a hard day in the swamps, the vampyres and werewolves were vigilant, and the people even more tight mouthed then usual. In Canifis, even though I had the ring of Charos on, the were-people still treated me with great distrust. The bank was empty, I talked to a mysterious stranger, the bartender and others, nothing, not even a normal old man. The slayer tower was my next destination. The monsters mostly left me alone, not even a multi-pointed star symbol to hint at pagan rituals. The infernal mages had nothing to talk to me about WOM's or any other thing of that nature, suddenly I was hailed by my "friends" telepathy. "yeah? Haven't found anything, you? No? too bad. Can't talk now." I went through a door and was assaulted by Aberrant specters! running to the door, I was able to get out, thunks of magical and physical attacks nearly broke the door down. I was able to run to the first floor and almost fainted, but I held together... it was going to be a long journey. At the inn I paid for a room to sleep and restore myself. I did not sleep, but rather, kept a watchful eye on the door, can't be too careful. My thoughts wandered to the meetings the WOMDA had. "So, its official, our name is the WOMDA!" KCHughes said amid general agreement. "So what now? The WOM is still free to do whatever he wants." DarkLuniux ventured a guess "Well, you remember the symbols we found all over the place, we could look for those, remember, we found one of them in the screeny of WOM's books so..." King Wenlok agreed. "Yes, I saw them too, one of them..." "We did decide that they meant Death Pestilence Famine Disease, correct? So I suggest that we search in areas that might be representative of the symbols. for example, the swamp could mean Disease." Interrupted 1alebcay. King Wenlok glowered at him, "yes and those other symbols, like the strange star symbols at the wizard's and Dark wizard's tower." I had been relatively quiet until now suggested that I go explore the swamps, I was sure that I had seen such symbols, so I headed for morytania. More to come! Intrigue! Investigating, Detective-like! Muhahahaha!