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None of the invaders seemed to have noticed Jon123jon123, his small form crouched by the switch. Soon the final Xanadians were funneling into the tunnels like the last grains in an hourglass and Jon123jon123 decided it was time. He pulled the lever and joined the outskirts of the group. A few screams resonated from ahead of him as people realized that there was a stone block slowly cutting across the doorway. If anything, their struggle became fiercer to get through the archway in time. Jon123jon123 now struggled as tenaciously as the others. He saw he might make it.
An arrow cut a shallow slash across his shoulder and took the man ahead of him in the back.
Please Zamorak, Guthix, let me survive.
The door slid halfway shut. A man beside him fell to the ground, neck partially severed by a vicious stroke from an abyssal whip.
It’s all I want.
Finally the man ahead of him was squeezing through the closing gap between stone and earth. Jon123jon123 tried to jump through the gap and that was when the whip caught him about the leg. He fell lopsidedly to the ground, halfway through the closing door. Frantically he tried to tug his leg free, but the whip had become stuck somehow. The whip’s owner was jerking it, trying to free the weapon and sending excruciating bolts of pain through Jon123jon123’s body. Jon123jon123 sat up and frantically tried to make his way back into Xanadu. The door caught him halfway, crushing both his head and shoulders in its merciless sweep. Many elitists declared afterwards that it was the most horrific death they had ever witnessed.
In the tunnels, Xanadians sprinted through the fire-dappled darkness. When they ran into the hundreds of elitist mages that had been lying in wait for them they tried desperately to backtrack towards Xanadu only to find their way blocked by a cold stone barrier.

27-May-2006 22:23:03

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69 – Athwart a Sea of Flame

Trumpets across the land resound,
And try to tear the mage walls down,
But solid yet the walls shall stand,
Beneath the firm elitist hand.

The Wheel of Runescape turns, and rebellions come and pass, each spurring ideas that fade to memories. Memories fade to reminiscences and even these are often forgotten by the time the next rebellion comes. In one rebellion, called the Third Rebellion by some, a wind rose in the mountains of Trollheim. The wind was not the beginning. There are neither beginnings nor endings in the Wheel of Runescape. But it was a beginning.
Born upon the plateaus and precipices on which trolls toiled relentlessly, the wind blew east, out across a long abandoned cemetery. Down it howled into the dead forests of the Wilderness, and beat at two men walking with a cart and a horse down the rock-strewn track called the Quarry Road. For all that spring should have come a good month since, the wind carried an icy chill as if it would rather bear snow.
Gusts plastered Rand al’Thor** cloak to his back, whipped the…
…oops.
Okay, went a bit too far there. Forget the Rand Al’thor part.
So anyway, at the Bone Yard the wind took a southerly turn. It stirred magma into sluggish red ripples around Red Dragon Isle and finally moments later reached the fence bordering the upper Wilderness, screaming between its rusted poles. A large, ragged army stood at that fence. A man with fire spouting from his head strode sternly forward from the army to push open the gate that would let them access areas that no noob had ever seen before. The wind played with that fire, tugging it into a fluttering mass before continuing upwards. It reached the mage arena and came to an end, blockaded by the tower’s austere façade.
Within the mage arena tension was growing.
Brazen horn calls from the noob army permeated the air along with the faint heartbeats of noob drums.

27-May-2006 22:23:40

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The horns had been blowing for several days as the noobs sought a passage through the Wilderness fence, but recently something had changed. They were now coming nearer. Elitists teemed upon the upper battlements, crowded the stairs that had been hastily hewed into the outer walls, all wanting a glimpse of the long-awaited confrontation. They joked about what the noob army would look like, how they would run when they saw the mage arena, but beneath the humor doubts rested. No noob army had ever made it this far.
The mage arena itself was equally crowded. Elitists diced, sparred, and waited impatiently on the broad level space, wondering what was about to happen. Some glanced up at the evening sky as though expecting to see an answer written in the clouds that clung sparsely to the blueness. A few others scooted aside as a figure in full Kharil’s strode through them, five bodyguards flanking him. No one could tell by his healthy gait that only days before he had been near death. Both of Zezima’s wounds were almost completely healed.
Zezima swore silently as his eyes took in the crowds on the fortress wall and stairs, not because of the trouble he would have ascending those steps but because of all the people he would have to pass on his way up. Anyone could take a shot at him from that crowd and probably get away with it unnoticed. Anyone.
In his whole army there were only four people he knew he could trust and all of them were at the moment walking beside him. Starwarfan0, equipping a crystal bow and full black dragonhide walked behind him and to the left. Voldemort in full Ahrim’s drifted sinisterly ahead and to right. N(C)umanuma3 proudly displaying full dragon marched directly ahead of Zezima. And aft and right Xanthagum, an honorable fellow who had been pointed out to Zezima by N(c)umanuma3, ambled. All of them carefully studied the crowds. There had been two more disappearances during the past week, both elitist generals.

27-May-2006 22:23:50

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One person Zezima did not trust also accompanied him. Sethcat, a man who seemed addicted to black clothes pushed through the crowd ahead and to the left. He was held in some esteem by other elitists for having divulged the whereabouts of the Xanadian base for the elitist cause. To Zezima, however, Sethcat’s actions didn’t seem trustworthy or respectable. True, the ransacking of the underground city had strengthened the elitist army by a few hundred men and provided them with some interesting new technology, but a man who had betrayed one group of people could easily betray another.
A few other additions to the army had come in aswell. Although A(c)zraeleterni himself remained in Lumbridge, he had sent a few thousand men and women up into the Wilderness to help defend the mage fortress. A small group returning from a scouting trip in Trollheim of all places had also been reincorporated into the soldiers. All in all, well over 5,000 elitist troops were jammed into this fortress.
Reaching the stairs, Zezima indicated that he would proceed alone. Constantly being surrounded by guards could tarnish his image. To some extent he needed his troops to think he trusted them. All of his guards besides N(c)umanuma3 dispersed into the crowd to spots where they would be able to watch Zezima’s ascent. N(c)manuma3 wanted to be up on the wall with his troops when the noobs came aswell. He was, after all, the general of a large portion of the elitist army.
Moving up the stairs was a tense and dangerous process. The stairwells had been built without handrails and so it became a game of squeezing and balancing past the bodies. Zezima steeled himself for an assassination attempt from any direction the whole way up but nothing came. They summitted to an excited crowd all gazing eastward. Something was materializing on that horizon. N(c)umanuma3 and Zezima worked their way to the front of the masses.

27-May-2006 22:24:00

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It seemed a line segment at first, solid and straight, slowly expanding to the north and south. Parts of the line glittered and a giant fanfare wafted out from it as the noob army saw the Mage arena. A drum’s tempo quickened and soon the noob army was almost jogging forward. From Zezima’s viewpoint the oncoming troops finally took on a second dimension, becoming an expanding rectangle of multi-colored armor. The mutated trees of the Wilderness disappeared into that oncoming army, were engulfed by it. How many noobs were there? There seemed no end to the approaching column.
And then, when the first ranks of noobs and outcasts finally came to a halt out of bow-range from the Mage arena walls, the last line of the army came into sight on the horizon. Zezima glanced about to see what other elitists thought of this army. Some looked shocked but most wore eager smiles. That was good.
Behind Zezima, the sun slowly sank in the west and caused the shadows of the tower’s eastern wall to creep across the noob army. Fires fluttering from the heads of some soldiers down below were thrown into stark contrast. Drums and horns both sang out dramatically as the end of the noob army caught up with the front. Like a stream building up behind a dike, the army seemed to thicken in front of the mage arena walls and then extend slowly outwards to form a semicircle about the eastern portion of the building. All the while the shadows encroached upon them, and by the time the noobs had stopped moving their whole army lay in darkness. The instruments stopped. The breathless silence that followed was one Zezima could only compare to being on the deck of a boat at sea, taking in the tranquil water extending out from him in all directions. The fiery lines of the noob army would be the sea and the mage arena would be the boat athwart that ocean of flames.
A figure whose head blazed more ferociously than any other strode out from the army.

27-May-2006 22:24:12

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~~~

Zezima topped the battlement and Xanthagum lowered his crystal bow. Nothing had happened. That bothered him. It hadn’t been the right time he knew. But still, if someone had finished the elitist leader off right there it would have saved him a lot of trouble.
Sighing, Xanthagum turned and found himself face to face with Sethcat. A smile that was not in the least comforting to Xanthagum stretched across Sethcat’s face.
Sethcat:I thought I recognized you.
Xanthagum:You do?
Sethcat:Yes, you were in Xanadu.
Sethcat:At the Decaprio meeting.
Xanthagum:Um, yes…
Sethcat:And what would you be doing here?
Xanthagum had been readying himself for this conversation ever since he had seen Sethcat in the Mage arena.
Xanthagum:I think you know the answer to that.
Sethcat:I can guess, but I would like to hear it from you.
Xanthagum:I would rather not divulge anything.
Sethcat:Come now, I’m not going to give you away…
Xanthagum:I mean I don’* want to say it out here, among all the people.
Xanthagum:Let’s talk about it later.
Sethcat:How about now.
Sethcat:Inside.
Xanthagum:We’re watching Zezima.
Sethcat:Well actually, if you look closely
Sethcat:You’* see that we are watching the wall that Zezima disappeared over a few seconds ago…
Xanthagum:So…
Sethcat:He won’t be back for a long time.
Sethcat:And there are two other people watching anyway,
Sethcat:Along with **manuma3 being up there with him.
Sethcat:I*d say he’s safe.
Xanthagum exhaled heavily, Sethcat wasn’t going to give up. He looked around to make sure no one near them seemed to be listening and whispered -
Xanthagum:Fine, I was a spy.
Sethcat copied Xanthagum’s sweep of the eyes over the crowd, then whispered back -
Sethcat:Talking outside now, are we?
Xanthagum:So?
Sethcat:You know that wasn’* what I wanted to know,
Sethcat:What you’re going to tell me should really be done somewhere less*
Sethcat

pen.
Xanthagum:What would I want to tell you?
Sethcat:Follow.

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Sethcat started off towards the mage arena tower, in which all the elitist generals and leaders had their quarters.
What did Sethcat suspect? Xanthagum never liked it when he didn’t know what someone else was up to. Especially if that person was someone like Sethcat. Xanthagum followed.
Sethcat did not head up towards the living quarters but instead led them to a ladder half-hidden behind a stack of barrels in what seemed a storage room. Xanthagum soon found himself a few feet below-ground in a long and dusty corridor. Sethcat led him forward and took a right.
Xanthagum:Stop.
This whole situation didn’t seem right.
Sethcat:?
Xanthagum:We’re going to talk here and then go back up.
Sethcat:Here?
Xanthagum:Yes, it’s secluded enough.
Sethcat:As you wish.
Sethcat:So when are you going to kill him?
Xanthagum:?
The question had taken him aback.
Sethcat:You’re a revolt lover.
Sethcat:And you’re in the elitist army.
Sethcat:When is it going to happen?
Xanthagum:I’m not going to*
Sethcat:Yes you are.
Xanthagum:No.
Was Sethcat making some gambit to gain Zezima’s favor?
Xanthagum:I’m not here to kill anyone.
Sethcat:You’re only here to spy…
Xanthagum:Yes.
Sethcat:With Decaprio dead now…
Xanthagum:Well no, I’m not spying anymore I guess.
Sethcat:So then you’re staying because…
Xanthagum:Well, I’m uh… waiting for a chance to leave.
Sethcat:Uh huh, and you haven’t found one in the last week?
Xanthagum:No.
Sethcat:Not even with all the chaos created by incoming troops?
Xanthagum:Look, if I would be trying to kill Zezima,
Xanthagum:Wouldn’t I have done it by now?
Sethcat:That’s what I was wondering,
Sethcat:Why haven’t you done it yet?
Xanthagum:I’m not trying to *
Sethcat:You are. That has already been determined, besides…
Sethcat appeared to think for a moment.
Sethcat:I want to help you.
Xanthagum:You want to*
Sethcat:Yeah, I’ve seen how Zezima eyes me,
Sethcat:He doesn’t trust me, and once this war ends,
Sethcat:And it will end soon,

27-May-2006 22:24:49

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Sethcat:I’m sure he’d have no trouble disposing of me.
Xanthagum:So you want to kill him?
Xanthagum weighed the consequences of what he could say. Even if he did reveal Decaprio’s task and Sethcat went and blabbed to Zezima, Zezima would take Xanthagum’s word over Sethcat’s.
Sethcat:Absolutely.
Xanthagum:And, hypothetically speaking, if I were trying to kill Zezima
Sethcat:If, hypothetically speaking, you were trying to kill Zezima,
Sethcat:I*d be eager to help.
Sethcat:I’m just wondering why you haven’t attempted to get rid of him yet.
Sethcat:Wondering hypothetically of course.
Xanthagum decided it was safe to tell him.
Xanthagum:I’m waiting until after the war.
Sethcat:Lol, why would you do that?
Xanthagum:Um, there’s a noob army that must be dealt with…
Sethcat:And you think without Zezima we couldn’t beat them?
Xanthagum:It would definitely be a setback for the elitist side.
Sethcat:You actually think noobs could penetrate this fortress?
Sethcat:They might as well be trying to storm the sun.
Sethcat:We have to take advantage while there is still confusion,
Sethcat:While everyone is preoccupied.
Xanthagum:What do you hope to accomplish by killing Zezima anyway?
Sethcat:What do you hope to accomplish?
Xanthagum:I’m only fulfilling a promise to a dead man.
Sethcat

sssh,
Sethcat:Just think of it, we kill Zezima then N(c)umanuma3,
Sethcat:And who’s next in line to lead the elitists?
Xanthagum:Who?
Sethcat:You!
Sethcat:N(c)umanuma3 has already stated publicly that he trusts you.
Xanthagum:I don’* want to lead elitists though.
Sethcat:Then, when you have it,
Sethcat:Turn the power over to me

Xanthagum:I’ll help you with the first regicide but assassinating N(c)umanuma3…
Xanthagum:That’s only complicating matters.
Xanthagum:I plan to be rid of this mess as soon as I can.
Sethcat:So you’re with me?
Xanthagum:I guess…
Xanthagum:Until Zezima’s gone at least…
Sethcat:That’s all I needed to hear

27-May-2006 22:25:04

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And with a rustle of black, Sethcat had disappeared down the corridor.

27-May-2006 22:25:12

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70 – Not a Good Beginning

“After the noobs looked at the carnage produced by the first Wilderness battle, most of them decided it had not been a very good beginning.”

Ratherdashng ignored the complaints of his generals and separated himself from the army. There were certain traditions that one must follow in a large war and this was one of them. He had to try to negotiate with the elitists and offer them a peaceful way out. If they didn’t like his terms he would retreat and the war would begin. Baa Bleety would agree that he had to do this.
Dondelur, Ratherdashng’s bodyguard, stood on the edge of the crowd. He watched anxiously as his leader strode gallantly forward, head a flower of flame in the near darkness beneath the mage arena*s walls. Faces lined the top of those walls, all scrutinizing the advancing figure. Baa Bleety, out of breath, suddenly appeared beside Dondelur. She had been talking with some troops at the tail end of the army, but now she stood panting and looking out at the distant form of Ratherdashng.
Baa Bleety:Wtf is he doing?!
Dondelur decided that was not a good sign.
Ratherdashng was within bowshot now. He raised his hands to show that he meant no harm, although how he could do any harm was beyond him. The wall loomed up above his head and even if he craned his neck up he could just barely see the battlements and elitists above him. He stopped and let his voice carry outwards.
Ratherdashng:I am the noob leader!
Ratherdashng:And I am here to negotiate.
Ratherdashng:For the moment I stand before you in peac-
And that was when the first arrow, or rather the first few arrows, hit him. Ratherdashng looked down unbelievingly at the shafts sprouting from his body, so surprised that the elitists had to hit him with a few more arrows before he fell over. Laughter came from the ramparts above, along with a resonant elitist voice.
N(c)umanuma3:Come on, send out your real leader.

27-May-2006 22:25:43

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