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Hullo.
I'm back.
Need I say more?

30-May-2012 12:29:01

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(I'm afraid my writing skills have become rusty, so I ask you to indulge this boring work.)
In one of your journeys, you stumble upon the ruins of Ghorrock. You do not know how, but a gilt-framed notebook, worn down by ages past, somehow finds its way into your hands.
You open and read it.
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Day 127 of Year 1968
Lord Zaros has fallen.
My people are enraged to hear me utter such words, but I will not take them back. Lies won't bring our god back. Nor will the truth, I'm afraid, but at least it will make our goals clear.
Today, I let them to their grief. Tomorrow, I shall lead my soldiers to the defense of those outside Forinthry. My city, Ghorrock, is in no immediate danger, as it is far to the north. Too far from Zamorak's poverty-ridden Senntisten, I'm happy to say. I have sent word to the lords of other settlements to aid me in this war, and hopefully they will go with my plea to bring most of their City Guards. The odds were against us. Still, I believe I can make a difference.
Forgive me if I seem scornful. Forgive me if I, a devoted follower of Lord Zaros, have finally found a small gnarled place in me to express contempt to my god. Why poor Lord Zaros had to entrust the entire army to Zamorak, I have no idea. To whoever reads this would, of course, think that none of this would be happening had I or the others not objected back then. You see, I had just refused Lord Zaros's offers to bear his firstborn, and, I assure you, it isn't at all a bright idea to request something from a frustrated deity. Besides, Zamorak appeared to be too loyal to contemplate betrayal.
Tonight and onward, I will not pray; no one is there anymore to listen.

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Day 161 of Year 1968
Curses! I received Azzanadra's reply to my letter early this morning.
He refuses to join the campaign, saying that, as a lord, his duty is to his land. He says that Kharyrll's forces are Kharyrll's alone. that there is only one pass and it is very defensible. True, I admit, but he doesn't have enough soldiers -- and trained ones, I must add -- to pull it off! He also says that, if they were to fall to the the hordes of Zamorak, which is "very unlikely", then they would do so with honor.
Nonsense gibberish! If only he could trade his honor with common sense, then he would see that only unity would give us a chance to fight that traitor! He can't see that, if everyone did as he did, then the cities of our empire would disintegrate one at a time! It's no wonder Lord Zaros gave the idiot such an unremarkable town and little power over politics.
I guess I shouldn't be mad, since the others have agreed and are making their way south, where we would all converge into one and strike. For a month, my "army" has traveled as fast as possible and is halfway out of Forinthry. With the terrain finally sloping down, I believe we can reach Paddewwa in just two weeks. I can only hope that they are not yet besieged, or, if they already are, can hold on for a little longer.
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Day 173 of Year 1968
We've joined forces in the hills near the Great River. I should be happy, I guess, that we have been able to marshal twelve thousand men, together with a slew of humans trained in the arts of magic. Jhallan has come to help; though he is weak, he is still a fellow Mahjarrat and magically superior than any living creature in this world. So has my brother, Sliske, and he is very powerful.
In spite of all these, I cannot rally my spirits. I will never forget watching twenty thousand -- all just a fraction of Zamorak's entire army -- journeying to establish firm control over the submitting centers of Paddewwa and Lassar. Worse, Zamorak is personally leading

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a force of fifty thousand to the north -- to Forinthry! It seems hopeless, but we will fight. We will shortly depart to strike them at the back; the advantage of surprise is at our side in this first attack, and we must not waste it.
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Day 295 of Year 1968
The fighting had been intense and bloody.
For more than two seasons, we've been trying to take make them focus on us instead of Carrallangar. We have turned our heavy cavalry into light for speed and maneuverability, since we are so outnumbered. With such tactics, we are able to do so many hit-and-run attacks with little casualties. The frustrated enemy would momentarily stop from their march to the fortress city and focus into a crushing attack. When they are tantalizingly near, we are to break camp, make a run for it and let the Zamorakians wear themselves out. Then we send glancing attacks when they are resting, and, when they are mounting up a defense, we withdraw and render their efforts useless. Still, they quickly come to their senses, rein their pride and resume their campaign.
They call us cowards; well, let them. I don't care what they think of us, only that they die. I've made that much clear to my subordinates.
Our magicians are also worth a clap on the back; they are very unconventional. All this time we have not attacked them with powerful blasts or anything of the sort -- Zamorak has enough wizards to shield the horde against such spells. We used the most trivial of things, like a pebble propelled with magic. Thrown with such velocity it would pierce through dozens of soldiers, no matter how much magical filter you put on it. Or perhaps like glass crushed by magic so that it is as light as dust. We hover them in the air with magic and let the enemy pass; if they blink, their eyes would be cut by a thousand minuscule slices. Oh, did I mention that it blinded nearly two thousand?
We have suffered hundreds of casualties, but we managed to carve up seven thousand of Zamorak's army.

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Still, I cannot help but feel despair that they are nearly upon the fortress city. The terrain may be to our advantage, yet there are so many of them that I do not think we will last long. I must go now; I'm personally leading another badgering raid on those traitors.
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Day 300 of Year 1968
I've finally figured it out!
As I was half-listening to all the ideas of my officers earlier this day, I wondered how we could push them back this winter -- and then it hit me. WINTER!
By the gods, why haven't I thought of that! (I guess I couldn't, because fighting everyday has a way of making your mind fuzzy) They are not yet aware that the gradual change of weather is a sign of our snowy winter! And I realized that the Zamorakians are accustomed to the two-season cycle down there in the south! Without proper clothing, most, if not all, would die of the cold!
We have changed our strategy now. Instead of harrying them from behind or at the sides, we would be stepping on their toes face-to-face! That will make them move faster to catch up with us, closer to Carrallangar, and farther from their homeland.
I can only imagine what Zamorak's face would look like when he realizes that we're luring them to their doom.
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Day 363 of Year 1968

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