Craven_Image

I don't think mages are overpowered however the mages which have the ability to use the ancient spells - the level 84 magic spell and the level 94 magic spell are quite powerful. I met a level 90 ancient staff caster who had 84 magic and was wearing full splitbark armour. I'm level 122 and I was wearing full black dragonhide with 99 defence and 94 magic (both acts as magic defence). I was also using the magic protect prayer with all of this I very nearly died to the mage because the entangle on the spell lasted for a good 15 seconds everytime this was cast I was entangled for 15 seconds and it was cast about once every second so for me to get away I'm guessing the mage had to fail 15 times in a row, which fortunetly for me he did and I got away with no food and 50hp. Even though I believe this is very powerful I don't think this is overpowered as if I had been a ranger I would of quite easily beat him as he would of had to eat food as I could attack him from a distance. This is just improving the Pking triangle.

Not sure what you mean, a percentage to what? Is it a PHP signature? Moved to Media Board, might be someone who knows what you're on about there.

I very much agree, I think there should be lots of new specials added at every 2 attack levels/strength levels. Alot of the specials could just be a more powerful version of the basic specials. I personally don't think training attack, strength or defence really does that much difference. For example the difference from 50 to 53 attack probably has hardly any difference but from 96 to 99 I would think there should be a huge difference considering the amount of experience needed for the gap and there isn't. Putting specials in at higher levels could stop this from happening, seen a lot of death matches whereby the person with lower stats wins the fight.

Well congratulations ZF on the great victory. Doesn't make DI look very good when they spam the boards with posts.

Reminds me of that saladfingers guy on a flash movie.

I like that idea the best.

Yeh I would agree with deleting the accounts which don't have hiscores, however some accounts are used as mules to hold items for a main character, most likely the items were drop traded and therefore they are against the rules anyway.

It's rather ironic you say that, when this story was most likely written in a couple of hours and you, who have most likely played RuneScape for more than a couple of hours tell that person to 'get out more'. At least he has something to contribute to the community, unlike you. The story is really well written and it brings up some big issues; it's about the person behind the character not the image on your computer screen. You made me logout of RuneScape as well I was meant to get 5 levels and then logout and see how far i'd shot up hiscores on overall.

Nice story, moved to Varrock library.

The funniest was the firemaking one :lol:

Max i've hit is 40 although max is supposedly 52 for 99 strength never hit that before though.

Use the media board for sigs and avatars and such. Moved to media board.

I'll put my name down. I don't understand why they've put them in but not for F2P it's about one of few exceptions that should be F2P as clans cross the boundary between f2p and p2p and most clan wars are on f2p.

I remember when it looked like a bronze long but i'm guessing you don't mean that.

None of them, I see them as time consuming little tasks to do which bear no impact on the majority of the game.

Critiscism please, before I write the next chapter I don't want to have made big mistakes on first chapter.

Chapter 1: And to you son of GrimdorÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâæ The cleric stood upon the pyre and spoke the last will and testament of Lord Grendol; adventurer and explorer of the land of Gielinor. Young Ralin sat and listened to each word listening and hoping for his name as the cleric went through the list. He began to get annoyed as more and more interesting artefacts and gold were given away to people he had never even heard of, just as he was getting bored and impatient he heard the words ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¦Ã¢â¬ÅAnd to Ralin son of GrimdorÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬ÃâÃ

My try, first time at making a cartoonised one... (already posted on clan forums anyway).

1 mill nats I would be making money everytime I smithed, fletched, crafted etc.

I remember a scam a while ago which I thought was fixed whereby you can edit the value of the address of the cash so on your side it looks like you've got no cash and then when you add a second item it updates it onto the victims but they can't see it. I wouldn't be too hasty when you trade with someone who offers lots of cash and an item.

I don't usually pick up coins unless it's from KBD which is usually 3k.

For other lives maybe but not for a none existant entity...

A crack of lightning brought the oncoming of a new storm as rain lashed down on the two companions. Robes were starting to get soaked and the wind howled; chilling their bodies to the bone. "We approach the darkened mines", Craven Image shouted under the howls of the wind. They clambered to the top of a large hump in the ground and peered over cautiously. Below them was the hobgoblin mines, a place reknowned to be dangerous; a place infested by hobgoblins. Dumah squinted under the wind and rain as he looked down, "Where are they?", normally hobgoblins were on patrol all around the mines, guarding the secret entrances to the dark caverns beneath, guarding the rocks which pertruded out the ground and ambushing unsuspecting dwarven miners. "I don't intend to find out where they are but my guess is that they have joined in with this fray down south," Craven Image said. "I don't intend to be out in these cold places much longer, come, we shall leave this place and carry on with our journey," Dumah said. The two of them took a wide route around the circumferance of the mines and hunched forward against the wind carrying on their journey south... Two days passed and the storm had not subsided if anything it was getting stronger as the days progressed. "Look!", Dumah cried. Out in the distance, to their left could be seen a blurry image of a blackened castle. "We are nearly there, come," Craven Image said and turned to the south east, marching forward at a greater pace. The wind subsided dramatically as they approached the castle from it's west. The weather it seemed was tamed around these parts, or maybe the force which had lain siege to this castle had some how taken control of the climate as well as the warriors who had guarded it for many a year. A malevolent force could be felt within the two companions hearts, the castle eminated a fear although none of the two admitted this to each other. They were but 100 metres away from the castle when they both stopped, the land was flat and barren between them, lain out before them were the bodies of the fallen, the stench of death could be smelt as they looked upon the sight of many a fallen warrior hundreds if not thousands of dark warriors bodies lay befallen some were hobgoblins, some were black knights and others were chaos dwarfs. The castle could now be seen clearly from where they had stopped. Dumah slowly lowered himself to the ground and grabbed Craven Image as he did so; forcing him to the ground. "Look!" he cried in a whisper this time. There in front of the two were two Black Demons guarding the drawbridge which had been lowered. They towered three or four times as high as any man, a huge hulk of a figure with great black wings, the body was jet black which made it hard to see in these parts, it's head was what could be described as a dragon's but with a shorter nose. Blood red eyes stood out, looking at the expanse before them. "Well it certainly looks like the Dark Warriors lost their battle, I doubt any of them reside there anymore," Craven Image said as he stared at the sight before him. They're attention was soon grabbed by the sight of a group of Dwarfs heading south to the castle from the north. Chaos Dwarves and more than 10,000 strong were marching up to the castle. "They must be coming from their own mines up in the north west, it was a good thing we didn't approach from the north or else we would have quite a fight on our hands," Dumah calmy said. The Black Demons stood like statues as the dwarfs piled into the castle at marching pace. "It seems like a rally point of evil," Craven Image said. "What's that?" Dumah pointed. A distant figure was slowly moving up from the south towards the castle, a figure dressed in black. The figure slowly approached the towering Black Demons with what seemed to be fearlessness, the first black demon lowered it's head and stared at the oncoming figure. It then lifted a clawed right arm to beckon the new-comer inside the dark castle. "I don't think I shall be going anywhere near there for some time", Dumah said as he turned to leave and started walking south; back to the mainlands, leaving Craven Image behind to stare at the sight. Drummol the dark witch however was more than obliged to enter the Dark Castle...

18 on the 11th...

Yeh I would go for archery range in rangers guild, you can get a few rune arrows once you've been there for a while.