--The wall in the shack in the lumbridge swamp(entrance to zanaris)--
I hide so many secrets, house so many things, so many people, and yet I remain modest. Although I appear to be a run down shack, I have great duties. I must keep the entrance to the great city of Zanaris a secret, cloaked under my magic barrier. My magic can only be bypassed by those wielding a dramen staff, made from one of my relitives.
Yes, wooden boards can have relitives too. Before I was called to protect the sacred entrance, I was the oldest and wisest Dramen tree. I had withstood it all, annoying pests wielding axes, termites, everything.
The only thing that could defeat me was done voluntarily, for the benefit of all the citizens of Zanaris, and for all of my Dramen relitives. Even now that I am a series of boards, my spirit lives on, and my magic protects me, and my magic protects the great city of Zanaris.
17-Apr-2007 03:38:24
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