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The tale of why

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The moving island

 

 

 

(Inspired by the world map, May she tower in glory)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The isle karamja is the moving isle for ONE simply reason IT MOVES.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Our story begins in timeline of zaros approximately at ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹Ãâstone magicÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢. (For more information read the tales of zaros)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The sky was bright and filled with fire as zaros hounded the ground to carve it to perfection. This would be the crowning triumph of the dayÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s zaros. Zaros would make this island perfect to beyond belief the ground now, after being wrought with terror, was regenerating. Its finely ground beaches to its whimsical grass blades, it was finished. The ground was perfect underfoot not too hard or too soft. The wind played music through the trees, a million sounds in harmony. Only the breaking waves where not in tune with them but it did not matter it was only one side of the kingdom, it would make little different. The creatures where the hard part, the guardians would eat the tradesman and the island would starve. So he banished the slithering serpents away to the desert area under al-zarid, to guard the new temples there, pyramid shaped for some reason.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The inhabitants had a great time, with all the pleasures from around the scape and more, the rum was perfectly balanced to get one drunk but not a hangover no matter how much you drank. With the sea cascading over the beach and the sand washing over the grass, the joy could go on forever, and so it would had it not been for the events following the 23rd of sarorana 1248 (the battle of Bridgeington). With the forests releasing hoards of ancient warriors, beasts and darkness to destroy zaros the ground could well open up and swallow karamja and none would notice. Zaros could see there was a good chance the forest beasts would reach karamja before they could be stopped. He began to act slowly at first, but in the gaps of fighting with the Dijon he began to move karamja, he sped up moving it as he could see the hand of darkness reaching over and taking it. At what now was lighting speed, which destroyed parts of the island, it jumped over the sea and stopped as far away as he would dare hope to put it.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So after the battles and the warring had ceased, the isle was once again safe, but before zaros could move karamja back to it original position, the demi-gods began to rise up against zaros. Only then was it seen a mistake in trusting these near gods, he began to fight them but could not win against them all at once (although he could not die he could still be injured and punished). Zaros knew that the main scape would be contaminated within years, a decade at most karamja was the only hope of staving of the demi-gods. Apart from the temple which had already seen heavy damage and would only be protected for a couple hundred millennia, because of its extreme near predation of zaros, before finally scumbering to sands of time. Zaros began to reinforce karamja to late to be much good, but it held its place until guthix finally was able to make its position permanent next to two millennia later.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Unfortunately before even a century the isle collided with another isle, which is commonly misinterpreted to be karamja. Only the north part of the isle is actually karamja, the part after that is just a creation of Zamorak and Saradomin in an attempt to destroy the last stronghold (or what they thought was). In away it worked but in another more disturbing way it did not. The creatures on the other island destroyed what was left but disturbingly the true secret of the isle was opened up, ready for holy secret the EYES OFÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâæ

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

By archimage a (the lone Zarosen)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The tale of the Shilo village

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This story is beyond what anyone has experienced even zaros, and only with continuing communication with the god Iasmal (eyes-small) did zaros discover the true purpose of the eyes of Iasmal. But that will come later at the moment I have to tell you this part of the story has not yet happened but will. Not in the next million millennia, not even in the next fifty million millennia will this happen but it will happen (assuming that karamja doesnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t get blown up and even then itÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s only a temporary set back). For those who do not no (even me until about 10 minutes ago at 19:24 12th of June 2005 I found out direct from zaros) Iasmal precedes even zaros as the oldest, not the wisest perhaps as she accidentally destroyed everything before her, she was not ZarosÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s mother but did wake him up (donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t ask me where he or she came from she blew everything up remember). As zaros awoke she died as zaros was grouchy when he awoke, then went back to sleep for a few year before deciding to get up. (This was supposed to be the introduction)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The eyes of Iasmal are more powerful then anything before becauseÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâæ itÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s a backup copy of the universe and anything else. But because of its way of activation it rebooted a chaotic reality that will easy repeat itÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s self over and over until someone finds a way to stop it and does it. Now then the story as told to me by zaros and to zaros by Iasmal.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The eyes of Iasmal opened one above ground and one in the sea both looked like huge volcanoes, with the eyes opened the inhabitants fled to the south of the new isle where they set up a new life for themselves in what they called Shilo village. The new life wasnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t hard work they mined the wonderful gem rocks to the north. They fished the river in the middle. At the bottom where the great forests where a great many beasts lurked including the fearful Varisa (var-riser), so many villagers where killed and then the barricades when up at first magic but then stone and iron then just wood. The villagers made their wooden barricades from the great incenteral wood that was related to the great icentranal stone. The wood held off all invaders, it would stand the test of time. The flames could not engulf it the spells could not penetrate it, only axes could chop it but we are taking about beasts, so no one really cared.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So life went on only a few remains where left of the old paradise, but life was good, and would keep growing until the end of time. The tales of the eyes of Iasmal had died off, and little was know outside of the camp these days. The beast attacks became less and less then they stopped completely, the villagers became over-confined and began to try to expand the camp. The expansions at first succeed but then the wood supply ran out, and they would have to use normal logs instead. This was also going well until a beast walked into a new wall, they saw it was weak it rushed back and told the rest of the ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹ÃâherdÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢. Soon it was pandemonium the camp was under attack and the central area collapsed only the docks and the village survived.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Log where still strewn about the place when the scouts from the tribe of north came down for food, they quickly leapt at an opportunity to attack live humans, the camps walls stood strong though. The camp from the north fled quickly though once the future was seenÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâæ

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

By archimage a (the lone Zarosen)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The tale of Gielinor

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Although we go a bit north we still on the other island, which has been found to be called Gielinor soon afterward, we get to the tribal encampment (Gielinor I know is the name of rs but this is how it started). The seer of the camp could see the great wars would come soon, not only would the village be attacked, the encampment would be attacked as well.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So the spears where polished to perfection, with the impending doom coming they would only have weeks maybe even days to prepare to fight the new raiders from the north. The village was blissfully unaware of their impending attack; the island was defiantly at war, At war with destiny. Only time would tell what would happen next, so they waited, and waitedÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâæ still longer did they wait until eventually they went to se what had happened, only then did they seeÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâæ

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The great wars werenÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t the only war being fought (or not being fought). The new ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹ÃâgodsÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ where at war with each other; only Zaros was absent, Guthix was asleep, Zamorak and Saradomin were desecrating Zarosen life. The other 5 gods remaining were actually fighting for control over the area. Falona was controlling the city in the north, Sarina south of that with a port, Lunrigde was controlling the western south, Drayn was in control of the central province and Valork was in control to the north west of that. These gods where in perpetual war gaining and losing territory at great speed, millions die and are created in minutes, the slaughter house had begun.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But what did that have to do with Gielinor, the fighting had obscured the view of time and space, the powers were growing and shrinking, it would tear everything apart. With some effort zaros put in a final appearance to stop the onslaught, but all in vain with his appearance Zamorak began to attack, followed by Saradomin the fight raged on with the fires of vengeance burning in their eyes. The fight saw off Drayn, Lunrigde and Sarina destroying the chance of becoming major powers. With these gone the fight raged with renewed intensity, (although was ZamorakÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s doing which cause Saradomin to turn against him later) the war consumed most of the life across the scape, the wilderness would now invade unopposed. The fires for life destroyed huge sections of land and began to get out of hand by a massive amount, it was not about survival it was about power. Three gods had to exist at the most for the power well to be strong enough to live at what it was. Valork and Falona where killed soon afterwards by each other.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The fourth god although asleep could see that if this did not stop life would collapse, into the abyss and with that would go any chance of survival of the gods, fake or not. He must make his entrance soon or the power well would not be able to hold the scape together. Only one part of land was unaffected, protected by an ancient magic, it was drifting further and further away from the battling. Guthix came in and began to take charge his power well came from the ancient power beneath karamja, instead of the well of the main scape. With power drains out all over the mainland only hand to hand would be able to suffice at the moment. Guthix came to attack the tremendous on the mainland, just as zaros began to leave to regain his powers in Traindse (tran-in-des) the land of the palace of zaros and the mines of Zarosa impenetrable to all.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Guthix soon charged down the forces of Saradomin and Zamorak, but having observed the wars in detail and seeing what was needed he let both stay in the interest of balance. So began to piece together the broken world, the small band of human still on the mainland had mainly turned to the wilderness to survive. The few that were left had banded to form the white knights. While karamja citizens soon became the native people and would soon had life restored across the scape, banded under the banner of Gielinor.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

By Archimage a (the lone Zarosen)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The tale of Zarax

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The tale begins many ages ago, the hero of the story Zarax in the only survivor of the age of zaros. He began life as a poor boy from a poor family (on an island surrounding old karamja) not having a gp to his name. At the age of 14 he left home to begin a life of solitude away from the rest of the scape. Nowhere was silent enough or it had to many people passing, he began to search for other who wanted the same kind of life. Three followed him two male one female into the forest, after a while they set up a camp but where soon attacked, they limped back. They began to raise money to buy a shelter to be set up out there in the forest.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Soon they set out once again to set up this camp in the forest, it went well they were there living in harmony. Soon more people came and the shelter was not big enough, no one wanted to go back to the busy world and no one wanted to be outside. Only was it then did it happen, a boy came running followed by a huge beast, a diatrant. The boy was going to rune into the camp. Quickly the campers began to pray to zaros only he could save them now. He responded and they were safe once again, but I now became obvious that this was too unsafe. They left the camp and went out to the deserts to the south. No life there but soon only a few remained, the war of the Dijon had started. Zarax had left to fight in the battle, he had soon become embroiled in the fighting to such an extent, he was sent to lead an attack on the underground. It started well; they got past the defences that had been created to stop them, the guards were killed with easy, the doors where brittle with time and were destroyed with easy.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Soon the remaining twenty from the thirty, were outside the doors to the inner sanctum. Blasted from the hinges the doors flew across the room into the heart of the room, it was emptyÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâæ almost one of the priest spotted the tail of a robe hanging at the side of the throne. She went to pick it up. Only Zarax made it out alive. With the robe up the room began to fill to knee height with water, then was the ceiling opened as thunderstorms were seen the bolts danced across the water. The bronze began to flake to copper and tin from the throne, it almost seemed alive before killing sixteen of them instantly. The remaining four began to flee but, the flood gates had opened (literally) the water was pulled out across the legs of the four, two were killed instantaneously by the impact of the iron with their head. Twenty eight down, two to go. Zarax was in and out of consciousness he saw the great walls and hall ways filled with blood and bodies. The other was pouring her soul into a spell with the last breath, she was dead. He was alone now. In the great underground no life was able to survive this. He felt the water begin to thin out, then a colossal force hit him it was a [bleep]e.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It had snagged on his arm, the bones were cut and damaged severely. Only a prayer had prevented him from expiring that night, the pain would have driven him crazy. But the spirit had gone in and cut the nerves in the arm. It was going to be pulled out of its socket by the morning. His new companion was helping him get through it though. He couldnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t believe the spirit of his old friend was infused into him. He was the soul survivor of the failed attack on the heart of the underground. The drop happened the next morning around 8, the rip came right up through the shoulder and the back pack was completely cut to pieces. He had dropped 7 life runes down into the water, there was a flash but that was it.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The last few feet took forever but the drop made him realise something was wrong, he was no where near any landmark he had seen, so he didnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t get out much, but he could see a small building near the river it said ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹ÃâBaxtorian falls guide hutÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâæ

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

By Archimage A (the lone Zarosen)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The tale of destiny

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He begin to walk toward it, the ground seemed different. The house was different it was all stone. The walls where lined with books like ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹Ãâson of Zamorak?ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ and ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹Ãâthe elf city?ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢, now he was confused. Only did the voice in his head begin to talk did it bring him out of ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹Ãâhow to grow flowersÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢. He immediately remembered that he had seen something moving upstairs, he rushed up there he saw a human. Not just any human, it looked like one of his old friends from the attack on the underground. They began to talk they got on well, until Zarax began to ask about zaros. Not only did he not worship Zaros he didnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t know who he was, Zarax began to argue that if Zaros was not the god then who would stop the Dijon. The poor man had no idea what he was talking about, Zarax would have to take a final try at this ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹Ãâdo you know who Zamorak is?ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢, finally something he could link to. The man talked of who Zamorak is and how he controls the wilderness (they got in a forest/wilderness argument). Zarax was shocked to say the least, when it turned out Zamorak was in fact a god. Zarax began to break down, he need something to cling to. At that moment an adventurer came in, he had to know something about what was happening. The adventure did recall hearing about Zaros or something, from a friend but could not get more informative because he was busy.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The voice said that it could sense Zaros nearby, not far away very close. Zarax looked all he saw was a cat holding an ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹ÃâIÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢m not ZarosÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâæ reallyÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ sign. He knew it when he saw that cat it was Zaros, he when to talk to it but they could not understand each other. The spirit helped a bit, it could sense the thoughts of each of them then send them to each of them. This was difficult because Zaros was in a cat body so was continually thinking about mice and fish, but the message got through. Zaros told him that he had been overthrown by the others, and that his energy well was to small to hold control of anywhere. Zarax began to see the power that Zaros would need to take over like this, Zarax vowed to help him if he could. He would make people believe once again, he would take control, to worship Zaros. He then began to walk toward the nearest city, the tree gnome stronghold.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

After a short while he came into contact with the gnomes at the gates, they spoke in tongues and those who spoke something like human would not give him straight answers. So he went in toward the mammoth tree, old as well as huge, on the way he found a bank and began to access his bank account despite beginning tremendously old he was still allowed to access it.(for those who donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t know its about two-four thousand years minimumÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâæ) he removed his staff of Zaros which had had its orb smashed in, as had his headband of Zaros, only a single stone was still intact he removed it and thirty k. all his food had gone off and his weapons had rusted to nothing, only the stone, about nine hundred million k, twenty life talismans (plus other talismans of all types) and a few hundred thousand rune essence. Then he began to go towards the tree, just as he came though the door as someone came up the ladder to the side in a sense of euphoria (elation, ecstasy, joy). That girl was in such a sense of euphoria she just gave away seventy k to him, so he gave her a gift of knowledge, although she already knew all about Zaros, she was enthralled to learn of this new information. As it confirmed her suspicions, he then showed her the stone and she went on her way to the bank at the middle of the tree and Zarax followed.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She showed him the wonders of this new world for hours and was keen to learn more about: Zaros, Iasmal, old scape, the true about most places she had visited, the truth about the gods, the eye of Zaros, Zarosen temple and the truth about the races she had met. Soon it came time to part but they vowed to remain friends and convert more people to the Zarosen cause. Zarosen power would and will continue to grow from that day on. Yours truly was that girl after killing the black demon under the tree gnome stronghold.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

What is needed: One third of the population of the whole of Gielinor will give the power return, one half to overthrow Guthix, three quarters will overthrow Saradomin, Guthix and Zamorak.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

By Archimage A (the lone Zarosen)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

more storys on the way cos i no u hate ummm (if not plz say cos its boring not knowing

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that was great you might want to write out your abbreviations though cause it kinda took me out of the story when I saw "gp" instead of "gold pieces" same thing with some of the numbers ("14" instead of "fourteen")

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Keep up the good work!

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Just 2 things

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

1) I would not know how.

 

 

 

2) I would not know how.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I know this is only 1 reason but I felt it so important it had to be said twice :wink: :) :) :) :)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In the next installment there will be the same again sorry but its been prewritten and I'm having it checked for errors but after that the storyline should in theory be more humore... hom... funny.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Still looking for that spell checker

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I apologize for going completely off topic but why in the world do you have a picture of Yuri in your sig... That guy freaks me out!

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Hay if its about yuri then its fine by me and in truth he does freak me out a little because he has a over bearing ego. Anyone else play C&C any edtion... or even know what it is

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Oh and for the 2 fight scenes anyone who want to animate them or even do pictures for the weapons is more than welcome to do so.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

now for the story

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The tale of life

 

 

 

Inspired by the life rune, only that which survives the dark

 

 

 

(Now featuring abreviations)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Tale Of ZaraxÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s Gain. (Carries on from the other)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Upon the discovery of a life rune Zarax went back and studied the portal that had seemed to create a time-expander forcing him through into this period in history. He then sealed the portal with the other life rune and was forced to carry on in this period of time. Then using his life talismans he fashioned a full set of essence armour, near enough invincible to all known weapons, but was the only set available as there was now 5 life tallies left. He and myself both set out for the forest (wilderness) and we began to set up a camp, we were protected from the gods by the small incenteral stone that Zarax had with him.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We had just set the final touches to the final barricades to stop the general public getting in when suddenly another person appeared and went for Zarax as the essence armour looked attractive. Of course the dragon blade would most likely have sliced through the gaping Zarax had he not had the armour on, who had never seen this type of weapon. But was pulled out of his admiring for the blade when it landed on the armour, at which point he immediately spurred into action by summoning an incenteral sword. The other person now seeing that he would be slaughter in seconds cast a low alch spell which hit the essence armour turning one of the essences in to a nature rune which then sparked and seemed to cause a shock wave magnifying the spell back towards the caster. With a fist full of gp and nothing else the attack began to flee back down to the south but after he got outside of the camp he was impaled on the sword that was now sticking out of his stomach from his back. Now lying there he seemed to be muttering then there was a flash and he was no longer there, all that was left was a puff of smoke which apparently was the sword returning to nature.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Soon we learnt that inside the camp teleportation was impossible, and Zarax learnt that this was not going to be a peaceful time so we retreated away from the camp with the stone. We need a place that nobody when anymore when he suddenly had an idea, we would use the life temple that was now abandoned by all with the disappearing of the all other life tallies. The new area was near perfect for the new guild he started to worship Zaros to let him return.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We soon had a small group together although most of them decided that Zaros was evil it did not matter as long as there was followers he could return. While I had chosen to handle the research side of things, Zarax remained in overall control and the other chose what they were best at. So we final began to try to bring back Zaros from his plane to take over, but we would probably never succeed in a really clear way as Zaros had accepted that he was not going to be accepted as the overlord again. But would continue as he had for the many years before to nudge and help move along the scape by leaving small items lying around.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Although this seemed rather difficult to do successfully the next few steps would be hundreds of times harder. We now would need to find the last surviving set of Zaros armour which would be hard enough but then we would have to take it from them. Many weeks of careful work went into ensuring that we had absolutely complete control over the distribution of knowledge, so we carefully infiltrated the trading circles and the libraries to access the records forum. We found the final resting place of the Zaros armour, but with this done we then need to spread rumours to stop the flow of information about it, this included the destruction of many records in a fire.

 

 

 

With the flow of information down for a few weeks we began to attempt to get the armour, although we could not get it off her for any number of items or gp. We eventually got her to agree to a dual, although we knew that years of expert crafting and magic had gone into making the armour and the fight would most likely kill the challenger. Zarax finally stepped forward to fight her. At this point, despite the destruction of the forums, many people had gathered to see this fight as it had been ensured to be the greatest fight since the war of the gods.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It was indeed a great fight, a clash of titans, the two armours where near impenetrable to all forms of attack. The melee fighting was superb it was the incenteral blade against a Babanasa (baa-ban-zara) a dragon blade with a rune trim and an excusive enchantment which drained life to reinforce the blades power (the more times it is used the stronger it gets). The first strike blinded many of the audience and the second deafened most of them, but only for a few seconds. She struck the armour which then launched a shockwave of energy to the sword powering it to the limit, but when she struck the armour again it resonated and began to glow bright cyan. The fighting continued but nothing much else happened until she walloped the Babanasa into the incenteral blade with all here force, at which Zarax had done the same. Light spewed from the blades (I was listening to blinded by the light at this point) with a resounding implosion of titanic proportions both of them were thrown across the arena with the bandstand that most of the people where watching shattering.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She was up first and had pulled a staff from her backpack and fired a Pentar (pen-ta) beam, that hit with the strength of all four of the elements and death behind it. This was neutralised by the armour but the death was now interfering with the life tallies that held the armour together. Only for a second but if used at the correct time could destroy the armour, Zarax was back up and firing hexes and curses of like there was no tomorrow and at this rate there wouldnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t be. This continued until there was an orange glow forming around the Zaros armour. Impulsively the armour ripped the energy from all the runes in the area and channelled this power towards Zarax.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yes the armour was shattered into pieces, but the beam had changed the entire stock of essence in the armour to a single Zaros rune. The talismans were unaffected by the burst but with out the essence to hold them together they did not afford any protection at all. This would not be a problem normally as he would have more runes but they had been used in the beam. All he had left was his hands, while she still had the armour on and bronze dagger. Zarax felt in his pockets for anything that may help but found nothing nor in his backpack, he was sweating now and the rune headband was slipping over his eyes now. He realised how he could win this fight but it would be hard, exact timing would be need to survive. He lunged sideways as she attacked again and again, he told me his plan over mind chat afforded to him by the 3rd stone in the head band, and I rushed off to get all the runes I could.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

When I finally got back I signalled him, now badly bleeding it was hard for him to even stand at this stage. But he continued to dodge the blows while he slowly summoned the runes from me by aid of the 2nd stone. By the time he had all of them he was barely conscious but began to string the runes on to the talismans. At near death he put on the armour and stared her in the face as she drew back for the final drive of the blade. As it hit the armour a surge of energy from the runes was attracted by the bronze and pulled out into it, then into the armour shocking her backwards and dropping the dagger. Zarax when over and nearly collapsed but persuaded her to give up as he now had the dagger at her throat. Pulling the armour from her body was difficult but it was required as she would no doubt run if she had not got the dagger pressed to her throat.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Zaros armour and rune was taken back to the life temple where the armour was studied and persevered in a glass case. The Zaros rune was used when a rampaging Garantonan (gar-rant-o-nan) (A creature from the second age) was killed by Zarax using the ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹Ãâeye of ZarosÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢, many pictures where taken by others and the body was found to contain three of the lost life runes, a complete Zaros book and a lot of junk. The book was set next to the armour and safe guarded

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This was the legacy of Zaros the only remaining evidence that he ever existed, other than his temple but that was protected by an ancient enchantment. This was challenged many times but none more furiously than this next one.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A group of Guthiens had a running fire fight towards the alter which they then enter with a stolen master talisman, the remaining 5 then had another fire fight towards the second room we had built there to protect the armour. With 3 of there companions slain, they hurtled through the door to find myself and another researcher looking through the book. We both cast the new spell that we had just a few hours ago discovered ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹ÃâTime sphereÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ it froze both of them in mid pose one aiming for us the other for the book. Those two where held in stasis for 10 minutes at which point, they found themselves in the middle of a dragons cave with no armour or protection of any kind.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Another incident that invoked the time sphere spell was when our 3rd member had gone for peace talks with a group of spectres. When they suddenly lurched forward to attack they found themselves in the middle of an assembly of Zarosen armed to the teeth with incenteral weapons and essence armour (although life talismans are preferred cosmic tallies work quite well).

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The incenteral weapons had been developed by us, when we saw that if anyone got hold of essence armour it could end us as all we had was spells and incenteral blades. The new incenteral bolt thrower was our first real ranging weapon follower by the Zaros throwing star. The bolt thrower could melt any metal and destroy stone, while the star could penetrate 2 layers of dragon and severely damage the 3rd. But by this time we where over 2500 people strong and we had to separate into sub-groups. We still operated the same way we had for the past 2 years through misdirection and lies. Only 29 people actually know the truth they where Zarax, 23 leaders and the guild that I headed ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹ÃâThe research guildÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ which contained only 5 members.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My guild had complete access to all information in the entire collection of guilds. This is why we became more and more secretive, by now there were spies everywhere. It was a hydra situation as we if we got rid of one, three more would spawn in its place. Eventually some people began to ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹ÃâdisappearÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ and I knew who was making them disappear, I had seen the reports my group had been filing. We 5 were trained in all of the arts of Zaros and able to operate all the weapons that had been created. This was the secret that we kept from everyone including Zarax, I did not like to but we needed too. If I had told you half of this a year ago I would be disappeared but now.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The discovery was made on Karamja next to the life alter entrance it proved the theory that we had been working on just prior to the discovery. It had all started with a story in an old text full of information, all about the Eye of Ismal. The eye had been programmed when the colossal energy was used in the war of the gods was discharged over the island. The golden ribbon which we had found was the key to using the eye, reprogramming the eye would be easy. The eye would send out a wave that would set everything to an exact set. It could be use to bring Zaros back and kill the other 3.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Only Zarax stood in the way and he did not know what was happening but had kept a close eye on us. I knew of the plot and as leader of the group I knew all they knew and more. But I could not show weakness so I hinted to Zarax to go to talk to the leader of the xoex clan to strengthen the defence around the eye. However when Zarax left the researchers made there move I although leader and was more trained could not hold them off for long so I was in the entrance of the eye the second that Zarax left with 10 hand picked warriors to defend the eye.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The group realising my deception now ran towards eye which would normally be a bad idea but they were equip with incenteral wave casters so victory was easy over the main defence force. Soon only my ten and myself would be in there way. I had sent a message to Zarax already and I could do was wait for them. Ultimately they arrived before Zarax, but were held back for about an hour, while we pounded them down to just 2 people. They fought back too well and we had taken heavy damage. We had to hold them back but it was just me and one of my group left, we were evenly matched at this point but a lucky strike by one of them forced my back through the door while my last man was killed. Now in the control room they only needed to get to the station and they would have succeeded.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The strength I was putting in had forced them to put up a barrier to stop me from killing them so they were now stuck on the threshold of victory with only me stopping them. Zarax would arrive at any minute but if they attack I could only hold out for a minute or so. It came after a 5 minute rest while they recharged their manna, then a burst of energy was sent shooting forward and they began to advance. I shot valiantly but I was eventually caught is a time sphere. It seemed that I had lost when Zarax stepped in and began firing off paralyzing spells. Hitting one in the back of the neck while the other dived for a shield, only a few minutes would it hold for but it may have been strong enough to stop Zarax from stopping them.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

With a soft thud I fell to the ground taking in the surroundings, I had a side view of the events and could see the fight happening, the shield would hold out for long enough. He could easily get there in time so it was up to me, a carefully aimed strike would do the trick but at the wrong time and I would be left wide open. I slowly moved around the podium that he was trying to get to, when I was directly behind him I would fire trapping him there. There I was at the edge of existence as we know it would be down to me to finish this. I fired. The bolt curved smoothly away from me and struck him in the backbone exactly. It was over.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

From that point forward we have protected the inhabitancies of Gielinor from them and will continue to do so until the end. Many other have tried to fight us but no one has yet succeeded.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

By Archimage A (The Lone Zarosen)

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I'm gonna pretend I don't know anything about Runescape or their godsfor a second. That was actually pretty cool. It was a bit confusing and the grammar wasn' the best in the world but I understood most of it. There were a few parts that I didn't understand and wasn't able to figure out what you were trying to get across. All in all I really enjoyed reading it. I wish you would say what this incenteral armor looks like, I may have missed it but what color is it, lol. I pictures it as grey, but I dunno. I also think you might have meant ethereal but I'm not sure about that, did you just make the name up? I was also wondering if there was going to be more added. It seemed a bit conclusive but there might be more to add. Also, use Microsoft Word to spell check instead of Wordpad, if you have it that is. I might be able to go through it sometime and change the mistakes but some of them had mistakes to where I wasn't sure what the concept was so I would end up screwing up what you wanted to say. . . The very last chapter thingy seemed rather confusing, I wasn't exactly sure who was attacking who . . . Was the girl defending the eye or sieging it, cause it said the group realized my deception and ran forward, but I don't know which group that was . . . Sorry, but could you just clear that up for me plz. I'm thinking Zarax's guys are the ones that realized she was betraying and attacked, just to be sure I'm asking.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Aside from that it was a really good read.

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The girl was me and I was defending the eye, Yes when I re-read it I had slight trouble working out what was going on but its not to hard if you read carefully. Incent armour is a yellowish tinge. I would do pictures but i'm not an expert on computer paint and do not have a scanner.The one thing aboult the armour is that it doesn't follow the normal shape. It bulky like a huge gemstone, also the incent thrower is like a baseball glove that you cant put on and is ridged. I used microsoft word. Grammer is my only downfall.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Anything else you want me to clear up

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

(Oh PS bob is not Zaros, For the simple reason that hes a barefaced lier, This can be worked out from takeing your cat with you to meet bob.), (In the next story we explore the exciting depths of 'Charos and is he realated????????')

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Its a history story not a lore.

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I went back and re-read the first post. The section "the tale of shilo village" really reminds me of hitchikers guide (especially the idea of having a back up copy of the universe)

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I assure you that I have absolutly no idea how the brain works, It is possible that great minds think alike. This is mainly because I have only read the book with the las month and a half.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Its just logical, you know.

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which of his books have you read? I've read the entire hitchikers series and salmon of doubt. (still have to read the dirk gently books)

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Watched the series and film and read the film tie in addition and then went on to read the old one then... I think thats it.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Besides its not important because I did not steal the idea

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I never said you were coppiny it I just was saying it sounded similar. I was asking about kitchikers just out of curiosity.

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Tommrow is the next edition, In this we are getting away for the events before and after and are actually going to see how people delt with it during the time of the wars.

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Ok it has been slightly longer than 1 day but I don't think that many people really cared, but here goes any how.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In case you donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t realise AW is after war, BW is before war

 

 

 

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The Tale of Trilellow (Try-la-air-o)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Background

 

 

 

The Elclearian (e-clear-re-an) who single handily overruled the entire Zarosen elite and the theft of the Tierean(tie-re-n), the immortalising artefact used by Zamorak to become near immortal. The reason that he only became near immortal is that the artefact needs to have immortal power running through it at the moment it discharges to make someone completely immortal, and since Zamorak was not immortal at the time of his supposed immortalisation, he did not become immortal, he rather just became much more powerful. To have actually killed Zamorak would require a power of a true immortal, such as Zaros or Iasmal, or the power of many combined demi-gods, such as Saradomin or Guthix.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Although Trilellow was not actually part of the Zarosen elite, her presence and life were highly important in the transfer from BW to AW(The transfer, usually called the god war and although is highly dramatised into a very long and slow transference of power the fighting was over in under half a centaury). The hunting of the Elclearian race was a national sport for a large part of the Zarosen era, this was mainly because of the extremely long life and regeneration capacity of the race. These meant that once trapped it could be attacked to a huge degree, this allowed inexperienced hunters to learn in a safe area with more experienced hunters, Then the being would be released for a while to regenerate and reproduce as not to kill off the race. This undoubtedly turned their stance to an anti-Zaros one, thus produced a powerful ally for a new god wishing to overthrow Zaros.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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This was such in the case of Trilellow. Upon her birth, her father began to teaching her how to survive. All this was done inside a cave that was no more than 9 meters wide, that their family had shared for over 5400 years. She displayed a keen interest in carpentry, unfortunately her family knew little about this, however her father did attempt to use what he had learnt in his 205 years of life to teach her the basics. But soon after he had started to teach her, he became aware of a problem, although they had a large forest outside the cave, it was normally filled with hunters looking for Elclearian. But Trilellow managed to overcome this by using the roots of trees rather than the branches and trunks, like the humans above ground could. Although the roots of trees are not generally good for making strong wood, by breaking down the wood into a sort of pulp then reforming it and finally casting a small spell over it. It became an extremely strong polished lump of wood that could be used many times, as it took only a little work to turn it back to pulp. Although she was extremely skilled at carpentry, she could not show others because if she went above ground she would be captured by hunters, and even if she didn't she could not hope anyone would even look at what an Elclearian had done.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But when the hunting ban came into force by a 51% majority, Trilellow was able to finally show her skills at the third annual skill meet. At first it seemed that although she would not be killed or harmed, she would still be shunned by others. This was until she was spotted by a human carpenter, he immediately saw that she was gifted and asked her to produce a huge amount of her wonder wood for him to use. Although this was good Trilellow wanted to actually sell her own things, the human carpenter had know that she was better than him at carpentry so proposed that instead of him making the items and selling she could make the item then he could sell them under his name. Although Trilellow thought that it was unfair, it would be better to at least get her items out there first. After 10 years of this she announced that it was in fact her who made the item, many people did not believe her but she showed them that she could make the items better than the human. They did not accept that she was better than the human but they did decide that she could make items faster then the human carpenter. For 36 years she work and work growing in reputation, until a small battle was fought, this battle(Sarimia) resulted in the hunting ban being repealed.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In the following years most of the Elclearian were killed off or imprisoned forever. Trilellow was able to escape with one of her sisters, the rest of the family were killed in 149BW. Since they were in hiding, they did not learn of the deaths for two years. When they finally did learn of it, they became enraged and rampaged across the south of Gienor. This took many of the humans and non humans by surprise, as the hunting ban had been reintroduced. None the less the rampage continued for 3 long years, weaken the south of Gienor until the god war, at which point the north of Gienor was weaken as well then rebuilt. Eventually she was taken down along with the only other 3 surviving Elclearian. For 36 years she was imprisoned until the death of her sister, at this point it seemed that she alone could not ever become a big threat again. She once again became trusted and more honourable, eventually rising to the ranking of 'High Lord of Protection' the highest rank in the south of Gienor. But when it became obvious that she would never be able to even be considered for anything in the north, she left the defensive force becoming part of the DijonÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s army. She was quick to earn power, this was mainly from the counter-attack she led on the 30 Zarosens(Zarax) sent to kill the Dijon. This ultimately caused her to be captured in a raid, while they were attempting to bring back the Dijon in 60BW. But even then she was able to use this as she infiltrated the Zarosen Elite. In turn this let her weaken the power Zaros, as to the extent that she was able to destroy his temple in 10 BW. Upon this she became a mercenary, fighting for which ever side seemed to be winning, although she fought in many battles she was unable to really effect the outcome of the battles, although she may have killed someone or something that would have been important later on, we don't know. Finally the war began to draw towards a close, but not before in 23AW she killed Terons(Terons) in one on once combat. This great victory over Zaros allowed her to command an entire legion of Zamorakians, which soon saw off the small pockets of now divided Zarosens. But this army was not present in the Forest-Wilderness battle(Artefacts) Only 5 Zamorakians faced 100 Zarosens, commanded by 10 Guthiens Druids, in the disguise as Saradomin Monks( By the by, this is why Zamorak hates Saradomin). But it was 145 Zarosens and 1 Zamorakian mage that were killed. Trilellow was the Zamorakian, she died holding the line while Zamorak was escaping with the Tierean, in 37AW.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

(There are some beliefs that It was Terons abilities that had some how killed Trilellow, but some people argue that it may not have been as the max range of the Evena power was the year she died in 37AW and there for because she died towards the end of the year it could not have effected for that long, others say that the moment she died was the moment that the effect ran out.)

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