About forty-five minutes later, the guests had all arrived, and they were all talking and drinking, when a girl named Sarah asked, “So, who is the special person? Why are we all here?”
“Yeah who is it?” clamored another twenty-five voices.
“It is I!” Gregory walked down the steps, wearing a velvet suit, worthy of a king. The entire room gasped in amazement. Most of them had given him up for lost, yet here he was, standing before their eyes. Almost with one accord, everyone in the room exclaimed, and they crowded around him, asking questions, admiring his suit, and shouting. After this had all settled down, Gregory cried, “Let’s party!!” and the group sat down to eat and drink. All in all, it was a happy reunion.
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When the sun had set, Gregory called out for everyone to listen.
“Listen up everybody! I have a few things I need to tell you. There is much more happening right now then just fun times. The world is in danger, and we need to stop it.”
“Why is this our concern?” asked somebody.
“Because... it is my fault.” The whole room gasped, and Gregory continued.
“I suppose I should start from the beginning. All those years ago, when I vanished from Varrock, I was not dead. No, I was far from dead. I spend the next decade training my skills. I trained magic and...” Gregory told his entire story, from beginning to end, going through his rising to power, his combat with Lucien, the greatness of his tower, and his falling from power.
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