As so many stories begin, this one begins on a dark night, and a woman running out of the Falador gates, with a basket in her arms. She was running as fast as her legs could carry her, but from what? She made it past the statue of Saradomin, up the stairs and was running past Ice Mountain.
This is where she ran in to trouble, running through the forest blocking her way to the Edgeville monastery. She slowed down but kept running, but that’s when the people chasing her caught up, a man screamed "There she is! Fire!" she looked back in confusion, but quickly started running again; just barely missing 3 arrows.
She ran, and ran, and luckily the men’s armour was slowing them down, but again they began catching up to her, when she heard something utterly terrifying; she heard a horse galloping up behind her, it was no knight in shining armour either, just as the man lifted his very large sword to swing at her, she tripped on a root, and feel face first into the ground, luckily this also spooked the horse causing it to jump over her and hit a tree. She laughed for a moment before an arrow struck her shoulder and she began running again.
She kept running and soon the monastery was in sight, she sprinted with all she had left in her, and just before knocking on the door, a cold shiver hit her back, it was a spell, she was frozen in place, she heard the men and the ever so large horse walking up behind her, with her last breath, she screamed "HELP!" before falling limp to the ground.
the man on horse back dismounted and slowly walked over to the basket, and before he could pick it up warrior monks burst through the monastery door around 6 monks began engaging the, now identified Zamorakians. The battle only lasted around 4 or 5 minutes before the warrior with the horse joined in, he didn't draw his sword however, he just began throwing punches like a berserken animal.
The monks taken all they could and then one of them screamed "Brot
01-Jul-2008 06:24:20
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Baron Ogre