The worst part of when you expect something to happen, is the waiting that proceeds it. Sometimes, even worse, is when something completely different occurs.
One faithful morning, it was there. Hanging from the Northern Falador Gates, inexplicably, was the body of a dead mage. The entirety of the blood that had once been inside his body now pooled around the ground beneath the hanging body. A single word was carved into the wizard's robes and the skin of his chest beneath: "Guthix" Written in the blood was a name. One known by many now. "Crast Ares"
A Mysterious Beginning
Where: The Rusty Anchor, Port Sarim
When: Sunday, 5PM EST
Who's invited: Anyone interested in helping Crast discover the truth behind this strange and disgusting message.
Summary: The growingly public figure, Crast Ares, owner and proprietor of the Rusty Anchor and recognized as the Lord of House Ares, has apparently been challenged in a very public way.
Who lives, who dies, who tells your story?
"Hello There."