§§§Chapter9 - Beast§§§
After leaving the wizards tower, Yuhef began in Varrock and looked for the beast from there. He was uncertain if he would succeed, and he knew the chances were slim. But if the world was to survive, he had to find it.
All he knew was that thing thing was exactly like Flare in every way, except it was made from shadows. And its soul is made of pure evil. After having no luck in Varrock, he moved onto the elf territory. The black river was located near there, so he figured the creature had not roamed to far. Yet.
He swirled into the elven lands in a purple ball of energy, and immediately picked his search back up. After failing at getting information from the locals, he made his way towards the river. He tore through the forest and emerged in a large plane. Empty accept from the enormous black river flowing down the center.
"Well, no sign of it here" Yuhef examined. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a crushed bush, connecting to a trail of footprints leading away from the site. Curiously, he followed them.
Minutes later, he pushed out of the trees into an open section, and at the other end, a dead elf. Yuhef ran to the corpse, and found it to be burning hot. He cautiously backed up, and spun around to leave.
A few hours later he managed to get out of the forest, and returned to the elven territory. He sadly informed them of the dead elf, and again asked around for information. Again, no luck.
***
Yuhef felt humiliated. He failed to find a beast, which could be spotted from a mile away. Fearing Gerråha's wrath, he decided to walk back to the tower. It was a good two days walk, but he had nothing better to do. That night he set up camp, and looked in the direction of the tower. He sighed, and took a bite out of the kebbit he had cooked.
'SNAP'
Yuhef jumped to his feet quickly, and instantly shot a blast of magic in the direction of the snap. Join The Questing Clan of RuneScape! !
After leaving the wizards tower, Yuhef began in Varrock and looked for the beast from there. He was uncertain if he would succeed, and he knew the chances were slim. But if the world was to survive, he had to find it.
All he knew was that thing thing was exactly like Flare in every way, except it was made from shadows. And its soul is made of pure evil. After having no luck in Varrock, he moved onto the elf territory. The black river was located near there, so he figured the creature had not roamed to far. Yet.
He swirled into the elven lands in a purple ball of energy, and immediately picked his search back up. After failing at getting information from the locals, he made his way towards the river. He tore through the forest and emerged in a large plane. Empty accept from the enormous black river flowing down the center.
"Well, no sign of it here" Yuhef examined. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a crushed bush, connecting to a trail of footprints leading away from the site. Curiously, he followed them.
Minutes later, he pushed out of the trees into an open section, and at the other end, a dead elf. Yuhef ran to the corpse, and found it to be burning hot. He cautiously backed up, and spun around to leave.
A few hours later he managed to get out of the forest, and returned to the elven territory. He sadly informed them of the dead elf, and again asked around for information. Again, no luck.
***
Yuhef felt humiliated. He failed to find a beast, which could be spotted from a mile away. Fearing Gerråha's wrath, he decided to walk back to the tower. It was a good two days walk, but he had nothing better to do. That night he set up camp, and looked in the direction of the tower. He sighed, and took a bite out of the kebbit he had cooked.
'SNAP'
Yuhef jumped to his feet quickly, and instantly shot a blast of magic in the direction of the snap. Join The Questing Clan of RuneScape! !
18-Mar-2009 03:25:18 - Last edited on 12-Apr-2009 06:48:16 by Sirapyro