"They accepted what I had said, and so I traveled off to Varrock. When I got there, it was as if I was someone else. No one recognized me, whatsoever. I looked around the city, and eventually, I saw the building in which I'd ransacked eleven years ago. It gave me shivers, and I put the thought aside. I went to the Rune shop, where the owner at that time, Jacklyn, was almost going bankrupt due to the fact that no one was purchasing Runes lately.
I was her first customer in a while, so she offered to teach me magic along with purchasing some Runes. Actually, I just went in there to see what it looked like and if it had changed, but she almost got on her knees, begging for me to buy something. I decided to spare her the humiliation and bought only about forty Air Runes and Mind Runes. To be honest, I didn't know *anything* about magic until that day. When she offered to teach me magic, my eyes lit up with joy. Maybe I could learn to teleport wherever I wanted, just so if I ever got humiliated again, I could get away in a heartbeat. Or, possibly, I could fight back with a powerful Fire Blast.
Now, we're almost getting to the foot of Ice Mountain, which is almost within range of Jipalar. So I won't bother you with the finer details of my magic training, but I will tell you this. I remember on the last day of my around ten years of training, which was incidentally also the day I was enlisted in the King's service. Jacklyn was an old woman by then, her once-golden, flowing long hair turned to a gray bun. She was once thin yet short, and had become even shorter and fat. Yet she still regarded me like I was a brother to her, and gave me a little letter.
I opened the letter, and I nearly fainted. It was an invitation, from King Ronaldo, father to Roald, to become the lifelong advisor of his young son! I immediately hugged her, and shook her hand so hard that she had to force my hand off of hers because she was afraid I'd break it!"
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