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Roland Lyons
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Roland Lyons

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Roland's Story

Roland stepped onto the shore of Crandor sometime after his comrades made the claim for the land, finally being able to brandish his shining sword in the beaming light of the sun, as it was disallowed on Entrana. He was glad he was able to finally find himself among good company, questing and crusading against evil like the stories he read as a child. The years before joining the Aegis were hard on him. After having been torn from his family's estate in West Ardougne following the years of the "plague," he spent his time serving mercenary duty to care for his young sister and aging mother. He was forced to do things he wasn't proud of for the sake of his family. "A nobleman reduced to such a lowly position" he would think to himself. He scorned King Lathas for his betrayal of King Tyras the people of West Ardougne.

But that was all behind him. Lathas was gone and his family returned home under the new, kind and just King Thoros.

But that life was not for Roland. He saw too much in combat and such a pampered life in the kingdom's Parliament bickering among the other nobles was not for him.

There is evil to fight, sins to atone for, an order to keep, battle brothers to fight alongside. When he swore himself to Lord Siegfried and the Aegis, he finally realized his place in the world.

"It wouldn't hurt to embellish a few stories along the way will it? They'll be sure to impress the ladies." He asked himself. "Nah."
I will protect Gielinor. Zaros has no love for its people.

-Saradomin, Polemarchos Autokrator

04-Apr-2017 22:33:14

Rizenel
Nov Member 2007

Rizenel

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Moai are known to boost the productivity of their respective islands.

A few diviners had arrived on the shores of Goshima, and looked at the Dead Moai. Some of them mulled over the loss of such a relic. The Moai are connected throughout the Arc and can communicate with one another.

"Similar to Spirit Trees in the West...", the Icyene mused.

She prods her quill lightly against the side of her cheek as she frowns. She had shared her knowledge of the West with the Khagan and the natives.

Tuai Leight, Waiko and Aminishi are bountiful as always due to the existing Moai...but her brow furrows as she looks at the ship in the distance. The island's Moai is dead and the side cracked open, allowing a leak of energy. She watches the Diviners harvest some of the springs for samples. She was informed of the crisis by the Khagan. She read through the notes she had collected ever since her arrival in the East and compared them to the notes now.

The Moai are sentient statue heads, and push their energy to make their residential island's bounty, may it be life, plant life or creatures. She muses and thinks back on Goshima. Goshima had healed even through the lack of the Moai there. It seems that the springs leak out slowly onto the world. It was believed that islands die when the Moai dies, by natives of the East, but it seems a few islands contradict this belief. She would muse a bit over her notes and thoughts and get up and walk with the Diviners to the row boat.

"We'll go for now and present our studies to the Khans and Khagan."

She spreads her wings and flies behind the rowboat to the vessel docked out.
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05-Apr-2017 01:49:06 - Last edited on 05-Apr-2017 01:49:48 by Rizenel

Darius Verus
Jun Member 2011

Darius Verus

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Inside of the Rift

Darius woke up, days sitting alone in the rift unconscious. He placed his hands on the ground, feeling an ash covered surface, and around him, and burning embers next to pits of fire.

He lifted himself up, growling in pain when he realized his blade had lodged into his lower stomach. He pulled the blade out, falling onto his knee. The ashes scattered, and he coughed as some filled his lungs. The smokey plane stood in front of him. He pulled himself up again, wrapping the wound in some ash covered cloth.

As he stood, a giant rift opened in the sky. A giant chunk of land slowly was pulled through, followed by other chunks. He recognized it as the RuneSpan. As the rift closed, a figure fell from the span, colliding onto the ash surface of this realm.

Darius began to look further. Around him, fragmented rune altars, pools of anima, and opening and closing rifts. Suddenly, the sky crackled. As he looked towards the RuneSpan, the anima was being siphoned from it, and in heavy amounts. Anima waved from the span's core in a giant beam towards a centered location. The earth shook, as all of the anima pools and fragmented altars began to lose their energy.

"Her...", the fire raised as the voice echoed in the realm. The anima became more vibrant as it reached the center. The voice came out crackled, angry. As the anima continued to flow, it turned red. General Verus became aware of the life in this realm. Dragons began to roar in unison.

As the voice began to clear, rifts began to open, unlike the rifts opened previously. Through them, as the smoke cleared, he could see the Dragons of Gielinor. Of Kesthi. Of all realms. The ashes began to stir in the centerfold of the realm. As the ashes stirred, red beams began to flow towards the rifts. A dialect Darius could not understand filled the air. "Crasortious Kath Draekeun... Draekeun Castil Lith..." thundered in the air.

The flames rose higher in the realm that Darius stood.

05-Apr-2017 04:46:28 - Last edited on 05-Apr-2017 05:16:08 by Darius Verus

Darius Verus
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Darius Verus

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"...Hesente... Chen... Kalist..." Spoke the voice once more. The rift Darius stood closest to represented the Queen Black Dragon. Her eyes turned from a reptilian green to a deepened shade of red. "Her..." The voice rattled again.

As the connections from the core of this dying realm strengthened, a voice could be heard echoing from the Dragons of the realm. In an unstructured dialect, they continually roared out the phrase "Kruluk..." and another word that the General could not pick out. From the realms, the Dragons, now under some form of submission, began to breathe fire into the air.

Darius headed towards the center. "Kruluk... Kruluk...", the voices echoed. Darius could not make sense of it. He approached the center, and the anima surrounded the voice too much for the General to make out what exactly it was.

However, not far from the source was a throne. A throne with the skulls of Dragons as ornaments, and the stone wings of a Dragon as the seat. Etched into the stone was a phrase: "Ortha Drakkerkin Kruluk Kreath."

The dragons surrounding the anima were too busy preaching "Kruluk" to notice the General's presence. From the anima rose a staff, with a fist of flame, which cast the beams into more of the rifts. The situation intensified. The dragons began to surround the anima core, jetting fire into the mix. The beams intensified, and from the core, he could hear a calm, broken laughter.

Darius ran, making sense of what he'd just seen. He ran towards the runespan's entry point, looking for whoever fell into the rift. His wound was still bleeding, and he could feel himself tiring out as smoke was filling his lungs. He shakily wrapped some cloth over his mouth. He coughed up some blood, but continued to run.

"Kruluk..." It echoed across the sky of this barren land. The flames rose more, and more. Darius stumbled to the ground, his eyes tearing as he tried to resist the environment. But he could no longer, and he fell unconscious in moments.

05-Apr-2017 04:46:37 - Last edited on 05-Apr-2017 05:40:45 by Darius Verus

Darius Verus
Jun Member 2011

Darius Verus

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A Call to Arms

From the Black Knights Fortress

We call on Gielinor once more. Your research has been pivotal towards discovering the true nature of this phenomenon, however, we were not nearly fast enough. The skies light up with fire, and a cry echoes from the Dragons of Gielinor. Kruluk .

Whatever Kruluk is, it has caused the Dragons of Gielinor to begin a march against humanity. In the North, the King Black Dragon has begun trying to escape his cave. For any adventurers willing to subdue him, we will provide two thousand coins and some wood and ore for your weaponry.

In the south, the Queen Black Dragon proves rampant. She is trying to break out of her own prison, and for those who would take on the threat, three thousand coins, and two allotments of wood and ore, as well as three allotments of energy to reseal her chamber.

Underneath Brimhaven, a long-spoken abomination trembles under the core. Believed to be an experiment gone wrong, it claws at the dungeon's walls, having been somehow reanimated. For any warriors brave enough to take on this threat, five thousand coins, and three allotments of wood and ore to add for your weaponry, and two allotments of food for the encounter.

And finally, behind the World Gate, an informant on Kesthi has noticed that the Rune Dragons are beginning to fight for their passage to Gielinor. They climb Mount Firewake and gather forming their own army. For any adventurers brave enough to take this passage, five thousand coins, five allotments of wood and ore to form your protective gear, and three crates of runestones to battle the beasts.

Bring the dragons to slumber, and may we bring end to Kruluk.

Kaz Uthor

* To participate in Phase 2, take part in one of these encounters and post picture evidence of the kill to the 103 Discord. The max reward each clan will be allowed to gather is 25k towards their treasury. One encounter per clan member.

05-Apr-2017 05:42:27 - Last edited on 05-Apr-2017 18:28:07 by Darius Verus

Cucco Chaser
Dec Member 2008

Cucco Chaser

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Through the Fire and Flames

Rnoy awoke with a groan. Sitting up, he would rub his eyes, clearing the fuzziness from them. Blinking several times to gain his focus, he peered down at myself. His robes that were the usual "Wizard's Blue" was now soot grey, and the runic symbols that coated his flesh were no longer vibrant green, but now fire red.

Blinking once more in confusion, he looked around, his eyes widening. A land of fire and ash and the remains of Runespan lay before him. In the distance, he would make out what looked to be a massive core anima, beams shooting forth from the core to rifts dotting the realm, and dragons breathing fire to almost fuel the mass.

Through the chaos, he spotted a figure staggering away from the center. Wincing for a brief moment to make out the being, his eyes would then widen. As the General collapsed, he would usher to his side.

Rolling his injured friend over, he would notice the wound and press a hand tightly to it whilst he dug around in his satchel. Grabbing a handful of runes, he frowned. "Crap.... They're corrupted..." He threw them aside and searched further into the bag.

Pulling out a vial of gold liquid. Pulling the cork off with his teeth, he would remove his hand for a brief moment to cradle the General's head. Slowly he would pour the potion down his mouth, hoping that the juice of the holy Saradomin might do the trick. He would rest the General's head down once more, continuing to add pressure to his wound until he healed fully.

Rnoy's gaze drifted from the man to core once more, the voices and chants from this unknown being, foreign to him, and nearly blurred out from his senses due to having heard it for such a long while. "Seems we're not in Gielinor anymore..."
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Cucco Chaser
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"He don't look like no cucco chaser to me. Then again, I ain't never met one before."

05-Apr-2017 15:26:25

Xul
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Xul

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Dear Elder Council,

We write to you bringing great news, but also confusion. Located on the peninsula, we have discovered a resource dungeon that leads us to soil of fruit and growth. Here we have been able to establish food production. Our camp remains outside the castle, and we can note that the Fremennik families established here are doing well.

However, we are confused and leaderless. Xul, Guardian of the Kingdom and leader here at Daemonheim have not been seen for a long time. Not long after we came here, we all started production of a great wall outside the castle. We also fortified the castle walls and defenses. Xul helped us with the building and it was all fine. When the walls were finished, Xul disappeared into the castle, and we have not since him since. Elder Council, it has been weeks since we have seen him, and we are unsure how to enter the mazes and dungeons found below. What could have happened? What are we to do?

The wall remains strong, and every adventurer who teleport to Daemonheim using the famous Ring of Kinship are now met by a massive wall, making it harder for them to defeat us here.

Signed,
Estrith of Daemonheim.

Kingdom of Isafadar would like to build a wall
- Spend 30 Ore to build or improve a Wall around a claim! Walls make it so that, if a war is held for that claim, the war becomes best 3 of 5 by default One set of walls per claim limit.
Built at Daemonheim.

In the same action, Kingdom of Isafdar would like to feed the people
- Increasing energy production at Poison Waste from 3 to 5 for a week. Ok good luck

05-Apr-2017 20:30:41

Roland Lyons
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Roland Lyons

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Roland looked at the letter he received from one Kaz Uthor. "Something about dragons, no problem." He had slain many beasts during his time as a mercenary, usually contracted by one of the many slayer masters across the land recruiting adventurers to take care of violent creatures encroaching on cities and towns. Such contracts were nothing new to him, so he sailed from Entrana to Port Sarim, bringing the necessary provisions for combat with a dragon.

"Ah, time to write another chapter in my story of knightly heroism." He said out loud to himself, striking a pose as the dock workers and sailors looked upon him quizzically.

He made his way to the Queen's lair, greatsword and dagger in hand. Greeting the white knights as he descended into the cave, filled to the brim with disgusting slug like creatures. He hoped he wouldn't have to clean his armor too much after the encounter.

The door to her lair emanated a blinding sky-blue light. Potions and food in hand, he entered the lair of the foul beast.

She awoke and roared, she was unlike any dragon he had seen in his travels, possibly the size to level an entire city. For a split second, he considered backing out and heading the Kethsi, but the way back was closed off. It was now or never.

He was resistant to dragonfire from the potions he drank. It deflected off his skin like water off a duck's feathers.

After a half hour or so, the pillar in the middle of the room shown a bright red, and she started spitting grotworms from her mouth. "I hope to never get parasites like that" Roland said aloud. His intuition led him to press the switch. And combat resumed. Her skin turned a bright cyan color. This worried Roland at first until he realized his blades were doing far more damage to the beast. "I should thank you milady, you're only making my job easier." The queen of dragons roared in anger at his quip.
I will protect Gielinor. Zaros has no love for its people.

-Saradomin, Polemarchos Autokrator

05-Apr-2017 23:12:51 - Last edited on 06-Apr-2017 22:51:24 by Roland Lyons

Roland Lyons
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Roland Lyons

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The battle raged on, she summoned the spirits of those she had devoured. Which only begged for Roland to destroy them. More switches to press, more grotworms to slay.

The queen unleashed a flame more powerful than any Roland had witnessed before. Even his potions didn't sustain the damage. Roland cried in agony.

Not all was lost, he looked behind him to find the last switch was glowing. He made a run for it, the beast's grotworms chased after him, but as slugs go, they couldn't even catch up to a wounded man. He hit the switch, and the beast fell back into her slumber. "That should throw a wrench into the dragon army's plans for a bit." Roland said, congratulating himself.

The tile in the middle of the room rose, revealing the exit to her lair. "I hope this puts the Aegis in a better standing with the Kingdom of Varrock, our little 'outer heaven' can't afford to be making enemies right now." Roland said. "I can only hope Rowan is doing well with his expedition to the lair of The King Black Dragon."

He made his way to Varrock to turn in the contract.

Queen Black Dragon defeated.

Claimed: 3K gold, 2W, 2O, 3E to seal her chamber for the
Aegis of Saradomin
I will protect Gielinor. Zaros has no love for its people.

-Saradomin, Polemarchos Autokrator

05-Apr-2017 23:26:38 - Last edited on 06-Apr-2017 22:51:44 by Roland Lyons

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