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The legend of the Ogre-child.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Part one: The great explorers of Varrock.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Long, long ago, in the wide lands of Asgarnia, lived a noble explorer named Gradius and his beautiful wife, Willhema. Together they had a son, a fair-haired little baby whose intrigue matched that of his fathers.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This intrepid pair were not your average explorers. The man was an accomplished spelunker, an expert cartographer, a keen naturalist, as well as a brilliant storyteller. The woman had spent many years learning the ancient tongues of our ancestors and piecing together the intricate history of the lands.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

At many feasts in the palace of Varrock, King Roald would enjoy the tales this couple would regale. Stories of strange creatures with three heads, breathing fire, or huge men with fiery red skin would keep the King as his court entertained for hours, as they dined on exotic cuisines cooked from recipes collected by the explorers.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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During one of these banquets, the librarian Reldo asked for a moment of the explorer's time. He spoke of a land far away, near the wizard's town of Yanille.

 

 

 

Soldiers at the western gates of the town had reported increasing attacks from savage Ogres. During one of these bloody battles, one of the Ogre warriors was heard to mention a city known as Gu'Tanoth. Not any of the elders of Yanille had heard of such a town, and a call was put forward to the palace of Varrock for an explorer to discover the secrets of this unknown city.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The explorer and his fair wife accepted the mission, and told the King of their plans.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Be careful Gradius," he said. "I've heard these creatures are fearsome."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Sire, I've faced all matter of demons, great and lesser. I have been singed by the breath of the mother dragon as she tended to her eggs. I have been stung by the venom of one thousand spiders. I fear not these loathsome beasts." said the great explorer, the court hanging off his every utterance.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Very well, Gradius. Your courage knows no bounds. I will grant thee supplies and give passage to the Khazard Port, via my ship which is docked at Port Sarim. The Seamen will know it is I who has given this order." With that, King Roald took his quill and wrote a message, sealed it with the official seal, and sent his messenger to the port.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The next morn, Willhema awoke before sunrise, and set about preparing for the journey. Eventually, Gradius awoke and together they set out for Port Sarim. Stepping onto the ship, they noticed an animosity from the crew. Gradius wondered if they knew something he did not.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

After a long voyage, they arrived at the port of Khazard, located in the western plains, south of the great town of Ardougne. The intrepid couple had been to the plains before, and witnessed a great war unfolding between the seemingly peaceful Gnome race, and the vicious army of the maniacal General Khazard.

 

 

 

They knew to tread carefully in these lands.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

They unloaded the ship and prepared for the short walk south, to the wizards town of Yanille.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Farewell, dear Tobias. We shall meet again soon, my friend." Gradius said.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The old seaman tried to smile, but couldn't.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"I fear for your life, Gradius. The men on this ship speak of a great army of Ogres in the south. They are convinced this is a mission that you will not return from."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Gradius took in this information as he usually did. "Tobias, I appreciate your concerns, but I fear not mortal beings. I have faced.."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Tobias interrupted. "We've all heard your speeches, Gradius. Just stay alive, mind your lovely wife and that son she is carrying."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The explorers set off for Yanille. Arriving shortly after mid day, they sought an audience with the Grand wizard, in the watchtower.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"You're not going up there" said the Guard, roughly. "This is the watchtower of the Grand wizard of Yanille, and he is far too busy to speak with peasants such as you."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Noble Guard of Yanille, I appreciate the problems your fine city is experiencing with the beasts from the south. I have been sent here by my king, King Roald of Varrock. My name is Gradius and this is my wife, Willhema. We are here to help." said Gradius, his words filling the guards with amazement.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Guard stared, wide eyed. "You, a man such as yourself, are the legendary Gradius? I do not believe it is so!"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A booming voice echoed in the room. "Step aside Guard. He is the one named Gradius." The Guards all stood down as the Great wizard approached the explorers. "Welcome, old friend. It is a pleasure to have you in our city again." He said.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"It's a pleasure to be here, your Excellency! You remember my wife, Willhema?"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Of course I do," he said kissed the maiden's hand "Oh! I see you have been blessed with a son!" The baby cooed and smiled at the friendly old man.

 

 

 

"Congratulations, my lady!"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The wizard placed his palm over the baby's head, and his thumb between his eyes. He bowed his head, closed his eyes, and then muttered something unintelligible.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"There. He has been blessed by the gods, and has the mark on him. He will make a fine man one day, Gradius. I feel his power already."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Later that evening, as the young wizards of Yanille, the citizens, the merchants, and soldiers enjoyed a feast of roasted chicken, the old wizard spoke with the explorers.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"The last time you were here, our city was protected by the four magical orbs. The force from these powerful crystals kept our Ogre enemies at bay for almost as long as my own existence." The old wizard said, his words darkening for effect.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"But three evenings back, as we all slept, a lone beast managed to climb the outer wall of the tower, and take our sacred crystals."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Willhema asked, "How did they get by the Guards?"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"We do not know my lady. Ancient tales from my ancestors spoke of mystics within the Ogre camp, but to my knowledge, an Ogre isn't intelligent enough to study the art of magic. If they do exist, however.. perhaps they used some kind of spell on our men."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"I see," said Gradius, scratching his graying beard "So our goal is to retrieve these artifacts and place them back in the tower?"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Yes, old friend. I fear this should not be an easy task, even for a man of your skills and bravery."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The next day, the explorers set out for the unknown city. As they stepped up to the walls, they noticed several caves leading down into the catacombs of the city.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¦Ã¢â¬ÅI hope we remembered to bring a torch, Gradius.ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬ÃâÃ

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Nice story, to bad how Gradius died, I guess he wasn't as tough as he thought, but you forgot to tell us the childs name, unless thats part of the story.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

~Chaosbringer

Some stories don't tell the names of their characters until later. ;)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I'm glad you've posted this, Biox. Great story! :D Looking forward to see more work from you soon. ^_^

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Dang! I acctually had to stop playing, logg out and finish reading! Im so impressed :shock:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That story had everything; humour, excitement and thrill + the ability to engage the reader and the most important bit; I wanted to read more!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Please dont keep us in suspencion; Im looking foreward to part two!

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- "I am willing to die...I mean try" - Jewelfire (Want to go bossing?)
-"we tried, we cried and we died!" - Limparse (What happens to old farts and tarts on monster-hunts)
- "...and we found out that there are as many ways to get to warriors guild
...as there are elders trying to get there" - Lysi
*snods agely* sorry... *nods sagely* - Brammy

-"Equality is being treated the SAME as everyone else;

not having special treatment and unique things added in to everything." - Sy_Accursed

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yes yes yes good story...cant wail till the next 1. 1 thing though... try and make the para's longer and less spaced out ;)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Also, i made a good story... read it, comment it...i mean for gods sakes it tookme at least 2 weeks for the storyboard for the enitre story. i might ditch it or delay it if no 1 wants to c it. :cry:

Ah patience, young writer. Some of the greatest writers were not taken notice until later in their life. Edgar Allan Poe, in his youth, was an excellent poet but his talent was not acknowledged until later in his life.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

One comment: If you've read novels as much as I have, you may find that some paragraphs are rather short. It looks long only because of the spacing in the pages. If you were to retype it on the computer, you would find that most "paragraphs" would be about two to three lines, nothing more, on an 8" x 11.5" paper.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

On the forums, same concept. If you were to print it on a book that's say about 4" x 7.5" page size, then yes his paragraphs would appear longer. However, here it looks short because of the amount of spacing there is that displays the topic.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In writing, it isn't about the quantity, but the content and quality of the work. :wink:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Formating is also key. You cannot indent (as far as I know) on the forums, so not spacing out the paragraphs would make it harder to see for those that are trying to read the story. Believe me, I had to literally reformat a story of mine that I've posted here in order to make it easier to see as I copied and pasted from Microsoft Word. :P

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ooo i liked that one, a very good story. i like how its not full of a lot of sword fighting, though there is action.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

also how the characters use their brains instead of brawn.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

very nice story, looking forward to next week.

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The next installment will go up in approx. 20 hours from this post. ;)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Well, it's just under 12 hours later, and I've decided to post it anyway.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The Legend of the Ogre-Child.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Part two: Life in Feldip Hills.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The young Ogre pushed his smaller brother out of the way.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¦Ã¢â¬ÅMove stupid. Next toadie is mine.ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬ÃâÃ

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btw have you got it all written out or are you writing it part by part??

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Part one and two were pretty much finished at the same time, albeit with a few edits needed. Part three I slapped up a first draft for this past week, it still needs to be re-written and so forth.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I'm really glad people are enjoying it. :)

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You should send in that story (all of them) to JAGeX! Really looking foreward to part three! (Daughter's teacher was highly impressed by the story and half my daughters class will check out rs because of it :shock: )

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- "I am willing to die...I mean try" - Jewelfire (Want to go bossing?)
-"we tried, we cried and we died!" - Limparse (What happens to old farts and tarts on monster-hunts)
- "...and we found out that there are as many ways to get to warriors guild
...as there are elders trying to get there" - Lysi
*snods agely* sorry... *nods sagely* - Brammy

-"Equality is being treated the SAME as everyone else;

not having special treatment and unique things added in to everything." - Sy_Accursed

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You should send in that story (all of them) to JAGeX! Really looking foreward to part three! (Daughter's teacher was highly impressed by the story and half my daughters class will check out rs because of it :shock: )
Psst... Biox, I think you better get some copyrights fast. :lol: :wink:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Great story, Biox. I had fun laughing. ^_^

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Well, I must say I'm very pleased by the feedback I have received. I'm just glad everyone has as much fun reading as I do writing. This little tale has been in my head for a long time, and getting it out feels great.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Anyway, without further ado, I present part three:

 

 

 

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The Legend of the Ogre-Child.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Part three: Trials of manhood.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yarrel and Ism walked up to the ancient temple. Turning to his father, Ism spoke.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¦Ã¢â¬ÅWhat will elders say, Dad?ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬ÃâÃ

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And yet again Biox you pull out another great story. :D

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I hope i dont have to wait long for part 4.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I agree with Sunli, your should send them to Jagex, and see if they would put them into the story section on their site.

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