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The Slaughtering....

After being detained by his ISP, Rofl logged back into RuneScape. He remembered the Head Wizard's advice, and headed to Varrock, only pausing to insult the occasional n00b.
When he reached the Guild of Champions, he noticed something strange.
The door had been left open and the place ramsacked.
There were crowds of n00bs around, but Rofl took them out with ease with his Rune Scitimar.
The Guild's Master was lying on the ground, his Steel Plate torn open and his skin torn to shreds, blood everywhere. Rofl ran upstairs and saw Scavvio and the General Store Keeper,in the same state as the Guild Master, with their stocks raided.
Rofl quickly took out his Runes and used Tele-Other Varrock on the Guild's Master and everyone else injured.
When Father Time arrived at the scene, he saw Rofl standing alone, face deep in thought.
Father Time asked him: ''Hey, are joo K?''
Rofl nodded in agreement.
But Rofl was not OK.
As he took out his Runes, he noticed the strange gem glowing blood red with the symbol of Zamorak on it.
Suddenly, Dark Wizards appeared and swarmed around the scene.
They hit Rofl with 10 simultaneous Fire Blasts in the head, and he was knocked unconsciuos.

To be continued.....

I gave a title to my first story, my last already had.

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The White Knights

Rofl woke up, dazed and confused. When he realised that his medallion of Guthix was missing, he snappped to attention.
He looked around, noticing his armor was missing. Dressed only in his tunic, he walked around the room.
A Dark Wizard materialised in front of him, but beofre it could cast a spell, Rofl punched his lights out.
He looked around and saw he was in Melzar's Maze.
Directly south of the Altar of Zamorak.


He picked up some runes dropped by the Wizard and teleported to Falador.
He walked to Sir Amik Varze, who gave him Rofl's armor back, which they had salvaged from the ruins, which had Rofl's name on it.
It seemed that the Demons had not thoguth they were anything of value.

Rofl told The Knight has tale of sorrow,coruption and bravery(how cheesy).
But he noticed that his Guthix Medallion was not in the wreck, it was taken....

He quickly asked Sir Amik for a team of Knights to accompany him in the search for evil which had brought the destruction of Varrock.

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This is my story from 1-2 months ago.

Journey of the Warrior
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Part I

Long ago, there was a city called Corovin. It was quite a small town, and it had a population well under 25. There had been a growing Goblin population nearby, but the villagers were unaware of this.

There had been a boy named Vann, who had left the village when not too long ago. His parents still resided in this village, but he had gone off to Ardougne for a month, the Paladins were training rookie swordsmen. Vann had learned how to weild a sword, and he was pretty skilled for his age.

After a long month's training, the Paladin was to guide Vann home. The paladin had given him a steel longsword for the effort Vann had given. Vann's home was south of Ardougne, so the paladin was walking home.

There were some risks to doing this, there were Khazard Soldiers patrolling the area. They had to stick to the wall of West Ardougne, Plague City. They did this until something bad happened.

A gnome had shot a cannonball too far, and it accidently hit the wall of West Ardougne. Vann and the Paladin had ran off far, but a few bricks had hit Vann.

Vann was okay, but the Paladin had been hurt very badly. The wall had fallen on top of him, and the rubble was completely on top of him, except for his head and both of his arms.

"Go on without me...I will be okay," he said, "hopefully a fellow Paladin will trace my tracks."

"It isn't safe here," said Vann, "the Khazard Soldiers have already been distracted by this noise."

"Just go! We don't need two people getting captured! Don't even hesitate to think about me...I will be okay."

So Vann did what he said to do, run off. At least Vann knew where his house was from here. He walked a long way east, until he found the river. From there he had walked south, and he had ran into something that sounded like trouble, a bear.

Vann was scared, because he needed more time to think about what to do if he made contact with a bear. Vann thought back to the Paladin Camp.

"Fight fire with fire," a paladin said, "If you make contact with a bear, it will attack you. Stab the bear in an area under the throat, and you should succeed in killing it."

The bear came running at him. Vann was slow to react, so he had already gotten hit, but it was just a scrape. Vann used the time to attack wisely, he had ran up and impaled the bear, the sword was stuck into the throat. Vann had won.

"It is a courageous act to bury the monster's bones."

Vann had thought about this, and buried the bones. Something odd had happened.

A small patch of light had flooded the ground. Could this be?

"Vann...this is Saradomin. It seems you have learned the act of Holy Knights and Templars. Burying bones will grant you power from the heavens, giving you spirit. I shall grant you a special power, Thick skin. It will temporarily raise your defense by 5%. Best of luck, Vann."

Vann had been blessed by Saradomin. Vann realized that he needed to get to Corovin, and fast. He walked at a fast pace, and he soon got to his village.

Something was not right, it was very quiet, which wasn't exactly normal. He went to go inside his house, and the door was locked. He soon knocked on the door, but no one answered.

"Maybe I should look at the observatory." he said to himself.

Vann walked along the road to the southwest, then sooned turned to the road. Vann had heard noise on top of the hilly cliffs that sided along the road. He heard grunts and people screaming. Vann hurried along the path.

There were Goblins, all over the area. They had bronze spears, and some had used their bare fists. Vann had unsheathed his sword, and started the massacre. He had sliced off limbs and decapitated heads, it wasn't the prettiest sight. There were few that ran off, back to their camp grounds.

Vann walked to the observatory, in disbelief. He pounded on the door, which at that time, seemed very hard. The door had slowly opened, and Vann had saw the face of the Observatory professor.

"...Vann? H-how did you get here? What is going on?"

"...I..I was about to ask you the same thing."

"Vann," the Professor said, "I..I'm sorry, but there are no survivors of the city of Corovin. You are the last one left of Corovian heritage."

"No...it's not true! It can't be!"

"They tried burning down the observatory, and then you came...they mentioned something about a General Bentnoze II who planned this attack."

"I must go back to Ardougne, for the sake of Corovin!"

Vann left the observatory, and then ran down the trail. He took his last look of Corovin before he started his adventure.

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Part II

After many miles and many days, Vann had reached Ardougne. He walked to the castle, and talked to the guard there. The guard had opened the gates.

Vann walked in, looking at the startled look in the eyes of the paladins. Vann wondered if they had found the paladin that had gotten him home.

He walked up the staircase that led to the King's Throne. He got up the stairs, then asked the noblesman to open the door to King Lathas IV's room. The man agreed to his favor.

Vann laid eyes on King Lathas.

"Hello, King Lathas."

"Why hello, Sir Vann. What business do you have in my castle?"

Vann had told the story to King Lathas, and the sad story had caught his attention.

"...so that is why I need to find out more information about where General Bentnoze II resides."

"I see. I will contact Reldo, the librarian in Varrock. In the meantime you should rest, it is a long way from Corovin to Ardougne."

Vann had slept a long time. He had a dream about the City of Corovin, before it had fallen into the hands of the Goblin Army. Such a beautiful town...

When Vann had awaken, the first thing he did was speak to King Lathas.

"Vann, Reldo has found information about the whereabouts of General Bentnose. He lives in Goblin Village, horth of Falador."

"Falador isn't even part of our Kingdom, it is a long way away."

"We live on the continent of Kandarin, they live on Misthalin."

"Yes, yes," said King Lathas, "But before you go, I have a special gift from the heroes of Ardougne."

Vann had looked at what King Lathas had gaven to him. It was a Black Longsword. It was very shiny, so shiny that Vann could see his face in it. He held the sword, high and proud.

"King Lathas?"

"Yes Sir Vann?"

"Tell that Paladin you saved from the collapsing Plague City wall that I'm still alive, and his advice will stay attached to me."

"Your wish is my command, Sir Vann."

Vann walked out of the castle proudly. It will be a very long time until he gets to Falador.

Vann had stopped by the marketplace on his way out of town; it had always been known as a thieves paradise. There were thieves at every stall, except the gem stall. The gem dealer was always on watch. There have been some experts who have slipped by his guard though. The paladins had told Vann all of this.

Vann had stocked up on some cakes, as King Lathas had said to do, then Vann had headed out of the city. The guards had waved him farewell, then Vann was off.

He had walked up the road for most of the day, and then he came to a fork in the road. He decided to go to the right, since all that was at the left was a mill. Further up the road, there was a huge building, with huge wooden fences and outposts gallore. This must be the Ranger's Guild the Paladin's were talking about.

He walked further up the road, and then he heard big commotion. There were many glorious maple trees and yews, and tons of people. Among the sounds, Vann heard things such as "Buying D Med!" and "Trading Flax for Bowstrings!" and other various comments.

He walked past the busy city, known as Seer's Village, and saw a Seer. He asked the Seer a question.

"Hello, do you know the easiest way to Falador?"

"It depends, are you a skilled Fisherman?"

"Well, no..."

"Then it will be a difficult task. Tell me your motives about getting to Falador."

Vann told the story again.

"I see. A Black Longsword isn't going to fend off the wolves of white wolf mountain. Take this Mithril Battleaxe, it will help you along your journey.

Vann has obtained a mithril battleaxe, but Vann still wonders if that will help him along his journey over White Wolf Mountain.

Vann has walked to the east, and heard many seagulls and waves come ashore. He was now in Catherby. He had went north from there, and went north from there. He realized he was now on a farm. He decided to talk to the farmer.

"How do watermelons taste?" Vann asked a man.

"There very good, from what I hear they're more filling than cakes."

"Really? Would you like to trade 1 cake for 1 watermelon?"

"Sure." The man said.

And so they traded.

Vann was now ready to face the dangers of White Wolf Mountain. He started climbing to the east of Catherby, and walked up the rocky plains. There were very few wolves at this point, actually, none at all. He walked up even further, and a surprise was waiting.

A wolf had jumped off of a cliff to the right of Vann. Vann was ready for this though. Vann had gotten his arm bit, but he soon sliced the wolf with his battleaxe. Before the wolf's death, it let out a vigorous howl.

"That's not good," Vann said to himself, "Now they know of my presence."

He walked up the path even further, and he finally saw snow, lots of it. The atmospheric pressure was making it hard to breathe too. He finally saw two wolves, this time both of them were larger than the last one. They both attacked Vann with a dive, and Vann had fallen to the ground. Vann drove the mithril battleaxe into one of the wolve's skull and then did the same thing to the other.
Vann got up and walked on.

Vann ate a cake at this moment, he savored the moment. Things wern't easy on this mountain.

He walked on, and eventually saw something in the distance. Was that a Gnome Glider?

He ran up the hill, which was quite hard, because of the cold environment. He finally got up the hill and talked to the Gnome Pilot.

"C-c-can you please take me to Falador?" Vann asked.

"No, Gnome rules. Cannot take humans aboard the glider."

"Aargh, all hope is lost!"

Vann looked around. He will die eventually if he stays up here. He cannot cope with the weather much longer.

He saw something quite odd looking in the distance. It was a human, with a helmet with a horn on each side. It was walking up the same hill that Vann did so earlier. He approached Vann in a friendly way.

"Hello, young one. My name is Darlak, I am a Fremennik Warrior of the north. What is a child like you doing up here?"

Vann told Darlak the story.

"I see. Lucky for you, I am going to help a troll out named Ug, and I created two sleds on accident, so go ahead and take this one."

"S-s-sir, you saved my life!" Vann was excited. "I will never forget you!"

"Aye." Is all Darlak said.

Vann took control of the sled and slid downhill. It was hard to control, because of the winding paths of the mountain. Vann slid past many wolves, and even past some Ice giants. Vann was near the bottom of the mountain when the sled crashed, but he was okay, there were no wolves at this point.

He ended up at Taverly, the mystic city of the herblorists. Vann's adventure is coming to an end...

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Part III

Walking into Taverly, Vann realised that there was a swordshop in the village. Vann walked inside and saw a beautiful green-colored sword.

"Would you like to buy this Addy 2-Hander?"

"Yes ma'am."

It took all of his money, and he traded in his Mithril Battleaxe for it. It was well worth it though. The blade had twice as much power as the Battleaxe.

He walked through the gate that had led to Misthalin. It was almost over...

Vann went to Falador first. He talked to the Leader of the White Knights, and had an agreement with him. The Leader gave him Initiate helm, plate, and legs. Vann was totally ready for this.

Vann left Falador, and then walked to the north. He finally pasted up Doric's Hut. He came to the gates of the goblin village.

Vann attacked the goblins with no mercy. One by one, they fell, like dominos. It was them who helped with this attack afterall.

As Vann entered the village, there were armies of Hobgoblins swarming him. Vann's sword was heavy, but it was doing the job, because they wern't even getting close to him. Vann did his damage, then went on to see General Bentnoze.

He opened the door to the hut with confidence, then opened the door. General Bentnoze was in sight.

"General...how could you do this to Corovin?"

"Hahahahahaha...those humans had it coming."

"How could you do this?"

"Well, My companion, General Wartface, he disagreed with my decision. I killed him on sight."

"You've lost your mind!"

"Prepare to die, young human!"

The fight was on, General Wartface had a Rune Longsword. They were pacing in a circle, then Vann swung his 2-hander at Bentnoze. He reflected the attack, and attacked Vann. Vann was hit pretty hard. He couldn't move his right arm very well. The fight went on.

Vann struck again, this time hitting Bentnoze's left arm. Bentnoze struck back with two quick strikes with the longsword. Vann ate 3 cakes.

Vann hit Bentnoze again, but it was a mild hit in the shin. Bentnoze attacks again with 2 quick strikes this time. Vann eats his last 2 cakes. All he has left is the watermelon from Catherby...

Vann hits Bentnoze with a very hard crushing blow to the back, and Bentnoze throws his sword at Vann. Vann gets hit hard, even harder than the blow with the Addy 2-hander, and falls to the ground, eating his last watermelon.

"Say your prayers, young Vann." Bentnoze says.

Thats it! Vann got prayers from Saradomin back when he defeated the Bear near Corovin.

"THICK SKIN!"

Vann gets up, pulls the sword out of him, then takes the Rune Longsword and throws it at Bentnoze.

He looks at Bentnoze and says, "I have said my prayers, now you say yours.

"Ugh..uh..ergl...gluh.....uh."

Bentnoze paused for a second.

"All I wanted...to do..was..make...a perfect paradise for gob..lins......"

Bentnoze has fallen, and the city of Corovin has been avenged.

Vann walks out of the hut, and says to himself,

"It is a courageous act to bury the monster's bones..."


THE END
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Dam Ultima! You could publish that its so long!

quote Concussion

quote ShadowKing2627

But then, a flash of blinding light and a mysteriuos figure chanting a spell of Saradomin, Rofl saw from under his visor that it was Father Time!

Doesn't ACY3 like Guthix?

He is a multi-spell guy.
**Says to other guard in camera room, while loading shotgun, ''He knows too much !''**

Nice stories.

='( No one's even read mine.