Turaek woke at dawn. Despite the previous night's excitement and his slightly damp clothes, he felt invigorated.
"Hmmmm," he thought as he looked about, "There's alot of broken gliders here. Probably why Tylas called it Crash Island."
It was a fairly peaceful island. Every few minutes, a bright plumed bird flew over the island and the sound of deadly scorpions scuttling across the rocks on the nearby beach could be faintly heard.
Turaek's stomach rumbled. "I should find some food." he muttered.
Thankfully, he didn't have to look very far. He found a pineapple laying near one of the mangled gliders and used it for breakfast. The morning was uneventful, except for the occasional scorpion, fiercely defending it's territory when Turaek tread too close.
It was close to lunchtime when (A)srown appeared out of mid-air, right next to him.
"AHHHH!" yelled the startled Turaek, " You scared the livin' hell outta me!"
"Oops sorry! I do have much explaining to do, but not right now. We have to get moving!"
Turaek, whose curiosity overwhelmed his anger on being dragged out of his home by a glider and then dropped into the sea, asked, "Wait, where are we going? Tylas told me other people were here."
"Tylas has moved onto our next destination and the others have gone back to the Gnome Stronghold. Now grab my hand and hold on!"
"Whoa! Hold on a sec-"
(A)srown and Turaek disappeared in a cloud of smoke, leaving the peaceful little island behind.
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"-ond" It took Turaek a second or two to realize he wasn't on the island anymore. Instead, he found himself on a flat, grassy plain.
He could just make out a castle on the other side of a swiftly moving river. He saw an island with bridges on both sides and partially destroyed towers in the middle. On his side of the river, there was another castle and many spiked barricades surrounding the immense fortress.
"Hmmmm, I don't think this is Lumbridge." said (A)srown.
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