Dremmol stood basking in the heat of the now smoldering white knights tower watching the moon rise through the smoke. At its peak, the entirity of the destruction was revealed. The houses to her right were still burning brightly. The surrounding town was completely leveled. Screams of merchants reached her ear, and she doubted that they would be getting any help that night. And the white knights tower? Once considered the most beautiful and strongest building in the world of runescape was crumbling and on fire. The kings own white knights sent scattering to all the points of the compas. "What could have caused this? Such destruction i've never seen. Even my teachers would of been unable to take down this tower" she muttered into ruins. "I must find the one with so much power" muttered Dremmol to the crackling flames. I must find them and learn the secret to their power. She reached into her pocket and removed a small bag with a powder made of dried newts eye, black demon ashes, and her blood. Then she tossed a pinch of it onto the ashes and waved her hand. The fire roared ten feet into the air. "Show me" she simply said into the roaring fire and watched as the flames formed into the shape of a man wearing robes. The man shape turned toward her. Even though it was made of fire, the eyes seemed to blaze at her. "Who are you, and what business do you have disturbing me" boomed the voice. Dremmol had heard commanding voices before, many of them from her teachers, but none of them contained the raw power of this one. She boldy stepped forward and addressed the shape. "I am Dremmol. I have traveled the world seeking powerful mages to grow in power, and someday fight along with Zamorak. "Zamorak! Ha! Zamorak is a fool whos head grows with every word said. Speak not of him. If you are to fight alongside him, you too will die along with all of creation." "Alright, who are you then. You who test the power of the most powerful god of all time?" "To learn this, you must be tested. Come to the dark castle in the wilderness. There, I will find out if you are powerful enough and loyal enough in the dark arts to learn who I am." The fire goes out, and Dremmol collapses to the ground. When she awakes, it is daylight, and she begins her quest.