It has been three months since the surviving brothers from the Kinshra were inducted into the Chaos Paladins, and still I have heard nothing of the goblins who annihilated my troops and Saradomin's sheep in the blaze of Falador. That is, until now. Furora removes her helmet, places her blade to the ground and kneels before me, but now she shows me a vial containing a small flame. It is the very same flame which seared Asgarnia. The flame of the Queen of Ashes. I ask Furora where she found it and she replies,
"This flame covers the Wilderness, my lord. Other evidence produced shards of glass resembling that from jars thrown by the goblins who burned Falador. There is no doubt in my mind, Lord Zamorak. This is the work of the Queen of Ashes."
I find myself searing away with rage. The Queen has made her mark on the Wilderness, the very same place I had razed all those centuries ago. She will surely target the rest of the world soon. We must stop her whatever the cost.
"We have also discovered traces of rock from a group of islands in the east. What are your orders, my lord?"
My orders to the Chaos Paladins are to set sail to the Cursed Archipelago, to deal with them ourselves.
Vey has informed me that the Wilderness is ablaze with a multitude of colourful fire. The very same flame which threatened to consume Asgarnia has made its mark on the site Zamorak had levelled in defiance of me all those millennia ago. The Temple Knights have also uncovered traces of rock from the Cursed Archipelago, and that the Chaos Paladins have been there as well. Now is the time to make our move. We must set sail for the Cursed Archipelago.