He stepped forward into the light. In his hand, he wasn't holding a dragon longsword or a staff of air. He held a single, burnt shrimp.
Noob7 stared at the empty space, then slowly turned toward the wilderness wall. The grind never truly ended; it just changed faces. 2048x1070 Old School RuneScape - Well hello the...
"I’ve been here since the world was flat," the stranger whispered. "Before the Grand Exchange was a glimmer in a developer's eye. I remember when we traded in certificates and feared the Evil Chicken like a god." He stepped forward into the light