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Ah, oops. That one must have slipped through my trained spell checkers (two chimpanzees with red pens). Will fix it... now

And as for the "history book" I had to put all that in, as it'll be important later. And you can never have enough backstory :D Also I felt I needed a chapter that wasn't so dialogue driven, and that fit nicely in with that.

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Well, the cost for training is 2 peanuts an hour, so I think there's a possibilty, providing you have lots of peanuts that is :P

New add coming soon, just gotta go write it O_o

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Chapter 15

"Then the others have noticed it too," Zamorack said thoughtfully, "I wonder, could it be? No, no, he left ages ago..." The cloaked figure stood silently across the room from his god, having just delivered the news of another "great power" in the land.

"Who do you think it is, my Lord?" the cloaked figure asked, his eyes flashing with curiosity. If there was indeed another great power in the land then his Lord should know about it, and then take appropriate action.

"That's the problem, I don't know who it is," Zamorack hissed, frustrated, "The only entity I would guess it is left this land ages ago, and I see no way that he could've acquired the means to return. I shall have to investigate. Oh, and while I'm gone you're in control of my armies... There is a Guthixian temple on the river, I'm sure you've seen it. When I return all I want to be on that island is a pile of smouldering rubble."

"Yes, my Lord," the cloaked figure hissed excitedly, "It shall be done,"

***

A young acolyte ran through the corridors of the temple towards the High Druid's chambers, an urgent letter held in his tightly clenched fist. Arriving at the door, a thick wooden door with the mark of Guthix somehow permanently attached to it, he raised his fist and rapped sharply on the door. "Come in, come in," said an elderly voice from inside, and the boy slipped in.

"An urgent letter arrived from the Saradomin forces in Karna'khesh," he said excitedly. Handing the letter over to the High Druid, the acolyte took a seat in a high-backed armchair in the corner. The High Druid was old, and the common guess of his age among the acolytes was around eighty, a respectable age for a human. Having dedicated his life to his god in his early adulthood he was one of the oldest supporters of Guthix alive, and definitely one of the most respected.

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The High Druid put down the letter and looked up at the acolyte. "The Saradominists have requested our help: they wish for us to alert them of any action by the Zamorackian. I see no reason why we cannot do this. I am going to send you to Karna’khesh* to deliver this message, however do caution them that in the interests of balance I may also choose to help the Zamorackian at some point."

"Yes sir," the boy said, puffing out his chest in pride. It wasn't everyday you got to deliver a message to the Kings of four different kingdoms at once! The boy stopped by the altar to thank Guthix for this, and then left the temple and headed off towards Karna'khesh.

***

"Alright, you all know the plan, right?" the Zamorackian mage asked his troup of elite soldiers. They all nodded silently, and so the mage motioned for them to move on. Under the cover of darkness they stealthily crossed the plain to the river, and eventually they came within bowshot of the Guthixian temple. They approached the temple and when they stood in front of the bridge leading to it the mage motioned for them to stop.

Raising his hands the mage uttered words in the spidery language of magick and green light flared from his fingers, striking the temple doors. The doors blew apart with tremendous force, spears of wood flying out in all directions. A great clamour was caused inside and the mage cursed silently, for they had now blown any chance at secrecy. Oh well. His troups marched towards the now open gateway and entered the silent temple.

Walking at the head of the troups the mage surveyed the temple. They appeared to be in a large entrance hall, with doors leading off from it in all directions. Suddenly, as he watched, figures clad in white robes appeared in each doorway. "Druids," he cursed, "Men, and... attack!" The men under his command split off from him, raised their swords and charged at the druids.

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The druids stood calmly until the men were almost on them, then as one they raised their hands. Tendrils of power rose up from the ground and grabbed at the soldiers, rendering them immobile. The High Druid raised his hand again, and from nowhere beings made entirely of wood leapt into existence and attacked the soldiers.

The mage cursed silently when he saw his troups were rendered immobile, as his power was not great enough to combat that of nature. However when the tree beings appeared he smiled, a grim humour flitting across his face. Raising his hands a fireball leapt from his outspread fingers straight at one of the beings. The fireball erupted, sending small globules of fire around the room, lighting others of the tree beings on fire.

All around the room Zamorackian troups fought for their lives against the tree beings. Though much larger than the soldiers, the tree beings weren't faring so well and within minutes all were destroyed.

The mage, making sure all the tree beings were destroyed, sent arcs of green light from his fingers at the High Druid. The High Druid noticed the attacks too late, and was sent flying, dead before he hit the ground. With the High Druid dead the bonds holding the soldiers were released, and they fell on the druids. Though the druids felled some they were not numerous enough to survive the onslaught, and all were killed. The soldiers then went through the building to kill any others who lived there.

After all inside were killed, and all soldiers evacuated, the mage lit a small fire in his hand. Dropping it to the wooden floor of the great hall, he laughed and then teleported back to the safety of Gornakhan.

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Chapter 16

The acolyte looked out over the battlements of Karna’khes*. The Temple of Guthix had burned all through the night, and the acolyte was shocked. "The Druids... they were powerful... blessed by Guthix..."

"You forget that they were defeated by the forces of Zamorack, who are also incredibly powerful," Gul'dan said. The boy had arrived late in the evening, and was given lodgings for a night. The night watch had reported the fire to Gul'dan, who now served as the liaison between the Kings and the rest of the fortress. After reporting it to the King of Varrock, to whom his loyalty was the greatest. They fetched the boy, and then went to see it for themselves. The boy had stood in shock all night, watching all that he had ever known turn to ashes.

"I suppose you're right, but it still doesn't seem right that so many could be killed so quickly. I suppose you know now that I have no where to go, no home to return to and living person outside of this fortress," the boy said, sadness pervading every syllable that left his mouth.

"Hmm, that reminds me of something... come with me, there's someone I think you should meet," Gul'dan said before leading the boy off the walls and off to the residential area of the fortress.

***

"That was good thinking on your part, taking him to meet Maly*tryx," Galaphile said to Gul'dan.

"Thank you. When he mentioned that he had no home to return to and that no one even knew he existed anymore I remembered and felt that of all people who may understand his situation Maly*tryx is probably the one closest to his age, and he was the only one here," Gul'dan said.

"Still, that was remarkably good thinking on your part. I am proud you fight for us Gul'dan, and not for the enemy," Galaphile said, smiling.

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The Elven King was exhausted, having spent the last few days running around the fortress, preparing defences and helping to devise a plan of attack for the imminent battle. "Anyway, we must go now, for your King has requested our presence at a meeting of his council."

***

"Zamorack has initiated the conflict, and I fear that if we do not strike soon we will have the battle brought to us," the King of Varrock argued. They had been in the meeting chamber for over three hours debating how best to go about the assault on the forces of Zamorack. The Kings of Varrock and Falador felt that an offensive strike should be launched at Gornakhan immediately. The Dwarven King, confident in the defensive capabilities of the fortress, felt that they should wait for Zamorack to come to them, for then they would have supporting fire from the fortress. He also pointed out that should the battle go poorly then they could easily retreat to the safety of the fortress, whereas if they were out near Gornakhan it would be much harder to retreat.

"However if they attack us we will be able to damage their army before they even reach the fortress. Here we have numerous catapults and ballistae, capable of throwing massive boulders, as well as Elven archers and an assortment of magick users," the Dwarven King argued. Gul'dan sighed, feeling that this whole meeting had been a waste of time. Time, which was now their most precious resource. In over three hours they had come to no agreements or conclusions, and they still had enough unused points to argue for another three hours. The Kings were the most active in the debate, but the Varrockian generals made themselves heard, and one in particular was pushing for them to take the battle to Zamorack.

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