Riga*us cleared a spot on the dry wooden floor, and then he carefully laid the body there. It was a warrior they had found; all could tell from his heavy armor. It was armor of Saradomin, in all but the helmet. The warrior's long black hair was in disarray, and his face was a mess of cuts, bruises, and blood. Alaric noticed that the warrior's body was wet with more than just rainwater; blood poured out of open gashes in the armor.
Leah knelt beside the fallen warrior. "He's still breathing," she said.
"Can you hear us?" asked Riga*us.
The warrior twitched, and then with a bloody cough, he opened his eyes. "Yes," he replied.
The stranger tried to lift himself up off the floor, but his muscles gave out, and he crumpled back onto the wood. "It's no use," Leah said. "You should rest, or you'll never get better."
The warrior shook his head. "I'm never getting better. A warrior knows when he's beaten. I'll be dead soon."
Alaric jumped. "Get him out of here," Riga*us said, but the warrior spoke up.
"Please, let him stay. I would like more than two people here."
"He's just a child."
"He should learn the ways of the world." The warrior turned his head to Alaric. "What is your name?"
"A-Alaric," the boy replied nervously.
"Well met, Alaric. I am Saren, a Temple Knight of Falador."
"You really shouldn't be talking..." Leah interjected, but Saren waved her off.
"I need to speak. My only friends are too far away to speak to me... I would like some company."
Riga*us smiled, a rare feat for a man like him. He obviously respected this warrior. "Well, Saren," he spoke up, "tell me, what are you doing here in your state?"
"I was fighting the monster," he replied. "The one that... was causing all the rain."
"A monster caused all this?"
"Yes. I need you...to send word back to Falador for me. Tell them...that my body is here. And that... I killed the water Sinthigian."
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