"I' must say, I am rather surprised to hear there's yet another experiment just like myself, have we met before? I feel maybe we did and I assumed you were just a human dressed as a dragon. Nonetheless, it would be an honor for us to meet one day and discuss about our creator and maybe about your stories as an adventurer, which I must add is rather brave of you to do! I'll always be here in Anachronia's base camp maintaining it. Come visit if you ever wish to talk!."
*"P.S. If you do, make sure none of the escorting guards get eaten by any of Dinosaurs, they tend to panic easily sometime."
Signed the Mr.Mordaut
"Dear Silver,
"Have you heard of the Myths' Guild? Of course you have, the Champion of Wizards name is in the founders tab. I'm sending you this letter to inform you that there's been a new discovery of that nightmare you explained to us when you were here. We have reasons to believe that it might have infected the Myths' Guild's Pool of Dreams.
"We'll be in touch in-case anything happens"
Signed Abigail, Lunar clan member.
"Eeek Arohomi,
"eeek ook eeek eek eeek ook ook aah ook,eeek ook eeek eek eeek ook ook aah ook.eeek ook eeek eek eeek ook ook aah ook,eeek ook eeek eek eeek ook ook aah ook.eeek ook eeek eek eeek ook ook aah ook!"
Postie Pete appears to Markus and delivers a letter.
"Hello Markus!
It is I, Erik. I wanted to inform you that we have yet discover the entire transcripts we found. But, it seems that there are other hideouts across Gielinor, something I look forward to discovering. Oh, there is also something about a Zamorakian order called the 'Sisterhood'. We are not sure what that means, but we were informed by the vampyres that it is an order from back when Lord Drakan was still in charge. I feel like there's more information being hidden, but we will uncover them soon!
Be safe Justiciar, I am certain we will adventure again soon!"
Postie Pete would appear to @everyone that are participating in this role play event. He greets you and delivers the letters made for you. He soon disappears after delivering the letters in a puff of smoke, you were not able to ask any questions when you read that the letter comes from Darkmeyer. Once open, it would read;
“Greetings adventurer, I am Vanescula Drakan, one of the leaders of Morytania. I have heard about your tremendous victory over the vile creatures within the Slayer tower and for that, the other leaders and myself thank you. But you should have not left so quickly, there is trouble within Morytania that has yet to be solved. I am offering you a new quest, if you so much dare to take part of it of course. If you accept my offer to visit me at my tower so we can discuss it in person, just touch that blood emblem that is in your envelope, you'll be teleported directly to me. Hope you are as brave as I heard.”
Signed, Vanescula, ruler of Morytania, Head of the Vampyres
((note this was leading to a role-play event to my group, do not take this seriously, I thought it would be fun to share this letter here.))
Me and the dream team (including a Monkey ninja this time!) infiltrated the heart of Darkmeyer's criminal underworld to expose an illegal blood sport ring. After Gonad - I'm sure you've heard of him - kicked the wrong ass, we had to make a break for it. Me and my fellow adventurer Steve took up a strategic position outside the arena and covered our comrades' retreat until Vanescula herself came to execute the ringleader!
Yours lovingly,
Van
P.S. if you see a red baby drake contact me
IMMEDIATELY
So what you mean is you and your friend hid in the bushes doing gods-know-what while your "comrades" fought for their lives. I would say I'm surprised, but I'm not, so I won't.
Postie Pete would appear in front of Silver and delivers a letter
"Dear Silver,
I got an update on our investigation. This, thing seems to have left the pool of dreams. It must have sensed that it wasn't connected to the dream world at all that it left the pool alone. We did happen to get a glimpse of it's energy, it feels, different. Sinister and dangerous. I do not know what it is, but from our theories and researches, it's physical form might not be within the dream world, in fact; Whatever it is, has the ability to have some sort of avatar of themselves and wonder in one location while their physical body is else where.
I cannot tell you anything else, as we are not certain where it is. Not can we track it. I am sorry this might not be much use for you. I do hope you or your party of adventurers manages to track this down soon."
I accompanied a squad of Gielinor's most chivalrous heroes - including a couple of demons! - to save a distant, off-grid village called Hastur in Silvarea from an unknown threat. When we got there we found they had been possessed by some weird black stones, so we massacred them all. The mastermind escaped, but none of the villagers did, so overall it balanced out, I think.
Investigating a series of murders in the famous playwright, Spears Stall's, cursed new play, I infiltrated the cast by volunteering to play the villain. I brilliantly deduced who the killer was; the actors who played the villain were killed by the actor who played the hero who killed the villain who was playing at being the hero.
So that's where you were while my second home in Falador was being burned down in a DRAGON ATTACK. Maybe the next role you play at could be 'competent adventurer', please?
It has only been a couple of weeks since I left, but I thought to let you know I made it to Pollnivneach. The caravan I was travelling with ran into some trouble, which I have no doubt you and father will be aware of.
I am safe. I am healthy. I do not know how long I will remain in this town. But I will keep an eye out for any travellers, caravans or a potential escort going Al-Kharid way.
I stand by this decision. I know it is not what you, father or even Her Reverence wished of me. But I feel it important. I need this to grow and learn. To see what lies beyond the sands.
I will send another letter once I arrive in Al Kharid.
This will be the last correspondence you hear from me for a while. I have safely arrived in Pollnivneach. I can already feel Her power began to ebb and flow, like the current of the River itself. It is as though she knows I am leaving the safety of the Kharid, despite being quite some ways away from it.
My life and duty is to Elidinis. And to the brothers and sisters of the Church and her people. But I need to find myself, to be able to do that duty well.
May the River wash away your doubts. And grant me clarity.
Kamilah"
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by
Eva-lyn
So remember how we had that
shouting contest
debate about how the
Lumina
isn't a toy and is actually mine? Well, I've taken her to sail my friends to the Arc to save the world. As I write this we are
taking a holiday in hot springs
regrouping after banishing an evil dream spirit's physical form. On to Morytania next, then I will bring her back to Port Sarim safe and sound, I promise.
That fine! Let's make a deal, shall we? Whatever scratches and holes in the side
she
has when you sail her back, are the scratches and holes in the side
you'll
be getting. Can't say fairer than that!