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The heavy stone doors of the Varrock West Bank creaked open, admitting a blast of pixelated sunlight and the rhythmic clink-clink-clink of a hundred players smithing at once.

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. 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." The heavy stone doors of the Varrock West

The stranger chuckled, a sound that wasn't an emote, but felt like a glitch in the soundtrack. "Everyone goes to the Wilderness thinking they’re the hero. But the lag spikes don't care about your legends. The random events don't care about your grind." He held a single, burnt shrimp

Should we continue this journey toward the or dive deeper into the stranger's mysterious past ?

Noob7 felt a chill that had nothing to do with the Ice Mountain breeze. "Who are you?"