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Sal VJ
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Sal VJ

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Our hero scouted the desert city of Al Kharid for an anvil, but found none, and asking people on the street that used the furnace was met with scoffs and ridicule. He remembered the old man in white and blue outside the desert and walked back to him.

"Hello again" Our hero was glad to see the old man's smile, "Ahh, the forgotten son returns, how may I help you, friend?" The old man said with a caring look in his eyes. "Well, I was wondering where I can find an anvil?" Our hero asked. "My friend, there are many anvils in Gielinor; the closest anvil is in the city of Varrock, which also so happens to be close to a bank, friend." the old man said. "Well, uh, where's Varrock?" Our hero pondered. "My friend, take this map, it will guide you in your travels." "Wow, thanks, sir!" "Please, call me Phileas." Phileas said.

A quick glance at the map showed that the Castle was Lumbridge, and that Varrock was north of Lumbridge. A huge city with a large octagonal shaped square with seemingly nothing in it, called the Grand Exchange. "Where exactly is the anvil?" Our hero asked Phileas. The seemingly all-knowing Phileas replied: "There are two sets of anvil, the west anvil is south of the West Bank and the eastern anvils are south of the East Bank, although the West Bank anvils are closer to bank than the Eastern ones." Phileas smiled. "Gee, you're like a sage!" Our hero was going through all this information. "Lumbridge Sage, some call me." Phileas chuckled.

Our hero packed his map and ventured North, across a bridge over the river Lum, past a cow pen, some chickens and some eerie ruins he avoided with black hooded men chanting demonic rituals. He was glad that he came across a guard who seemed to be frightened and startled at the sight our hero, for some unbeknownst reason to him. Sure enough, North to a beautiful fountain and West to a bank, he came across the anvils south of the Bank.
Never drop a valuable item.

Ikki blaka niður virðismikil ting.

19-May-2014 18:36:48

Sal VJ
Dec Member 2023

Sal VJ

Posts: 21,325 Opal Posts by user Forum Profile RuneMetrics Profile
Our hero quickly realized that he had no hammer in which to shape his 14 bronze bars into his desired armour and weapon. A quick glance at the map showed that he had passed a General Store next to the fountain. So he went past the fountain and into the General Store. Surprisingly the Shopkeeper offered him a hammer at an alarming 13 gold coins. Our hero grudgingly bought the hammer and placed it into his toolbelt.

Back at the anvils he found out that he was only able to make bronze daggers and helms, finding that lacking in experience and fortitude in smithing that he'd have to make due with making bronze daggers for now and a helm.

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Our hero spent quite some time mining copper and tin ore, running from Al Kharid Bank, to the mining site Southeast of Lumbridge castle and then smelting it down to bars in the Al Kharid furnace. He quickly was able to smith better weapons and armour but got an excess of old bronze items he didn't want to throw away. Maybe. just maybe I can sell it, our hero thought.

Earlier he had seen the Grand Exchange on the map, was this a trading hub? Must be, our hero thought. After being able to smith scimitars, requiring 2 bars he thought he might profit from selling them to someone else, so our heroes next destination became the close by Grand Exchange to the anvils he so much adored.
Never drop a valuable item.

Ikki blaka niður virðismikil ting.

19-May-2014 20:06:35

Sal VJ
Dec Member 2023

Sal VJ

Posts: 21,325 Opal Posts by user Forum Profile RuneMetrics Profile
Two huge entrances confronted our hero as he walked up to the Grand Exchange with paper strewn all over the ground. As he walked past one of the entrances he saw a man shouting through what looked like a cone which apparently worked well as a voice magnifier, because he was loud.

Our hero sorta squinted his eyes as he approached the man with the over-sized cone, "excuse me, sir, this is the Grand Exchange?" "PLEASE TALK WITH MY ASSISTANT!" he belched through his cone right at our hero, who just closed his eyes with lifted eye-brows. "WHERE IS YOUR..." "I'M NOT DEAF!" the cone-wielding lunatic shouted back through his cone. "SORRY, ... I mean, sorry, where is your assistant?" Our hero inquired with only one eye-brow raised. "ARE YOU BLIND, MAN?!" the cone-fanatic pointed at a man wearing a funny blue hat. Good thing that is over with, our hero thought while clearing his ear with his pinky finger.

The funny blue-hatted man held a pad which he was writing on. Before our hero had a chance to speak, the funny hat man looked up from his pad and asked: "Yes?" "Is this the Grand Exchange?" our hero asked. "Obviously. How can I help?" The blue hat seemed bigger now. "Well, can you sell stuff here?" Our hero stared at the big blue hat. "Why, yes! Here at the Grand Exchange we will pair you with another buyer or seller and buy or sell your items for you! It's that simple. You name the price, we make the deal." Our hero was surprised at how well and simple the concept was. This was a place to trade and they delivered a service for doing it for you. "I want to sell some bronze..." our hero was interrupted, "Right this way." He pointed at one of the booths there, there were 4 booths and a central fountain. Our hero walked up to one of the men and women standing behind the booth and asked a man to put up offers.
Never drop a valuable item.

Ikki blaka niður virðismikil ting.

19-May-2014 20:47:19

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