Even On The Darkest Of Nights

The moon stopped and asked him one day; “Are you angry with me? I have not seen you and the one dancing under my light for a long time.”
“No, I am not angry with you moon. The one chooses a shallow pan over me; she has abandoned the glory of our being. I desire to dance under the glory of your light. But for now, I do not have one to dance with.” said the man. “How sad.” the moon replied.

And the moon grew sad and darkened the skies. The rain stopped and asked the moon; ‘Why do you despair, dear moon?” And the moon told the rain of the sad story of the man and the one. He told of the true love the man and the one had. How he saw the happiness and deep love the two had as one. And the rain cried tears of dew that covered the fields the whole world over. And the grass and trees and flowers tasted the sad dew from the rain. They asked the rain why he cried tears of sadness. And the rain gave the story of the man and the one. Then the plants dropped the dew to the ground because it was filled with sadness and tasted bitter.

The soil rejected the sad dew and it flowed to the stream. The stream gobbled it up and it flowed to the river. The river felt the sadness in its waters and churned it into rapid pools and preceded to flood the lands. The succession of sadness in the floods grew larger and faster until it arrived at the sea. The sea seeing the anger in the waters asked the river why he caused such a misery on the land. And the river told the tale of how the land refused the sadness of the dew. The sea called into the deep ocean. It asked the land why he did not absorb the dew, filled with sadness. The land replied to the moon had caused the rain to cry tears of sadness. And the plants shed the water for it tasted sour.

The sea looked upon its surface and could not find the reflection of the moon. So, the sea called to the ocean far away to ask the sun what had happened. The sun told the ocean it had shined its light to the moon for reflection of happiness to ward off the darkness. But something happened to make the moon sad. The sun asked the moon why to have you darkened the night sky? And the moon told the story of the man’s sadness because the one rejected the love of the two, for a shallow pan. The sun paused for a moment in time, he remembered how he once rejected a planet and flung it out into space. But the love of the one returned after a very long time. It collided with the earth, and the earth absorbed its sister and made the moon from the remains. Then is when the sun asked the earth why it absorbed its sister, whom the sun had flung into the farthest reaches of space. And the earth reminded the sun of the deep love of family. And the moon was set to orbit the earth and reflect the sun on the dark side of earth by night. This is how the world reminded the sun of true love. And by the light of the moon lovers can dance and reflect happiness toward the darkness of space and time.

And so, the sun called to the moon and told it of the love on earth. And the moon smiled a crescent grin, lighting the night sky. The man saw the happy smile of the moon and remembered the happiness of the two. But without his one true love beside him he felt lonely. But the clouds felt the love of the sun, reflecting from the moon, and opened the sky to let the stars shine through. And the man wished upon a star, starlight, star bright, first star I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might, find my one true love tonight. And an angel heard his song, descending from the heaven above, came to the man.

And she told the man; “Your sadness has caused an upset in nature. Why do you feel you must make the world sad?” And the man replied, “I did everything to make the one happy. And she gave me heartache in return. The one was my everything. I was only her nothing. I tried to keep our love strong, gave all my patience and understanding. Was always there for her whenever she needed me. And when I needed her, she called me a martyr. Spoke bad thing about me for her friend to laugh at. I gave her all my attention. Even when I did no wrong, I accepted blame for the very chaos she created. And in the end, left me for a shallow pan.” And the angel asked the man; “And from all the wrong you still love the one?” “Yes, I do.” said the man.

And the angel thought for a time. And she asked the sun, the moon and the stars for light on the matter. And nature brought forth her soft rain, and seasons and plants wrote advice. The fish of the sea and all creatures on the earth put together their minds. And at once, in a twinkle of an eye, the glory of creation caused the man to go forth in a deep sleep. When the man awoke, he saw life through different eyes. And with his own mind he decided that true love was always within himself. And he danced under the light of the moon, given by the sun. And the rain fell softly on the grass. And the land absorbed some and shared also with the stream. And the river felt calm. And the sea kissed the land with waves and foam. All the while the sun remembered that rejection of family created chaos, that set into motion the sadness of the man, who loved the one fallen into a shallow pan. And this is why the moon smiles in a crescent. Why even on the darkest of nights a star shines its light. And the man understood that he forgives the one who thinks that what appears to some as black sky is the foot that stomps the small mind. Nevertheless, he can still miss the one true love.

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Puissantius Of Kandarin – The World Map

World Map of Gielinor

 

Book One – Chapter Two – Part One

Waking up today once again to the rooster crowing and me feeling great is most welcomed. The past few days since my arrival had me a bit out of place. I feel more refreshed and not hungry like before. Today I will embrace the journey to Varrock. I do not see the need to build a fire to cook or for warmth. Soon I will follow the road north to that great big city. It is exciting to think of what may be in store for me once I arrive. If the road is not to dangerous I feel things will soon get much better. Looking at the map it shows two roads that will lead to Varrock. One I have been on already and from there it is not far to the city walls. The other road leads past the Goblins across the river Lum then winds northward. It splits in two different routes. One moves back along the river while the other heads a bit east then winds back west before going north. This may be longer but more interesting. I think I will take the safer and shorter way.

 

With everything in the bank except my tools and fishing equipment I begin the journey. My new friends Jon and Joan are not where I last saw them. Maybe they are at that meeting place they told me about. But it is a bit early so who knows.  The sign post at the Lum river bridge reads Varrock is either direction. There is another sign post directing Draynor Village and Falador are to the west. The sign at the bridge also points east to Al Kharid. I stop and study the map further and see these towns are not far from here. The map shows the entire world of Gielinor is divided into different kingdoms. Al Kharid is a city in the Kharidian Desert. There are the cities of Menaphos and Sophanem to the far south. The towns of Uzer Mastaba, Bandit Camp and Bedabin Camp are in the middle regions. It seems these kingdoms are united under different rulers. There is also marks noting pyramids and other small villages. Even though it looks like the entire region is desert a river cuts through the middle of the area. To the east across the sea from the region are two islands marked The Pirate Islands. I would love to one day explore this area.

The area I have been living in is marked as the kingdom of Misthalin. Varrock is the capitol and Lumbridge, Draynor, Edgeville and Barbarian Village seem to be the larger cities and towns. There are places marked as Wizards Tower, Lumbridge Swamp and a place named Dorgesh-Kaan which seems to be in Lumbridge castle. I never saw anything marked as Dorgesh-Kaan here. Maybe that is where the cave under it leads? Wizards Tower must be the place where magic is taught and maybe where wizards live.

 

To the east is a kingdom named Morytania. There are two islands off that coast. One is un-named and the other says Botany Bay. Morytania has three cities. Canifis, Mort’ton and Port Phasmatys. The area looks to be mostly swamp in the southern half of the region marked Sanguinesti Region. And oddly the map says Vampyres and Werewolves be here. I thought they were only myths. There seems to be three large castles in this area too.

 

To the north of Varrock is an area marked the wilderness. I can see the wall that Hans had told me about between Edgeville/Varrock and the wilderness. To the northeast an area is marked Daemonhiem beside the ocean. It looks as if there are many volcanic areas in the wilderness. It seems the only way to reach Daemonhiem is by going through the wilderness. You can see what looks like towns but nothing is named in the region. Hans said this was where the god wars took place and that is why it is barren. I must study more about the gods when I find a library.

 

To the west is the kingdom of Asgarnia. Falador looks like a walled city with a castle. It is marked as the regions capitol. There are other cities and towns. Burthorpe to the north looks big but has other towns nearby marked Taverley and Goblin Village. To the south of Falador is Port Sarim and Rimmington. Off the coast is small Crandor Island. I remember duke Horacio telling me this is where the dragon lives, on Crandor. The larger island off the coast above Crandor is named Entrana. Goblin Village? Interesting they have their own place but seem to hang out in Lumbridge. North of Burthorpe it is marked Troll Lands and north of it is marked Frozen Wastes. The Frozen Wastes marks the fortress of Ghorrock. To the west of Burthorpe is Wolf Mountain. Above Falador there is a small mountain near a place marked dwarves mine. I can see there are small details of places all over the map that indicate a hole with a ladder too. It seems there may be other places marked by rock circles in various areas. Somewhere there must be a map or maps of greater detail showing where everything is.

 

To the south of Asgarnia is the continent of Karamja. On the north side of Karamja is a large volcano near a town marked Brimhaven which looks like a port city. Below Brimhaven it appears to be the Kharrazi jungle where the village Tai Bwo Wannai is marked. I recall Lumcook telling me this is where the mahogany and teak wood come from. To the far south is Shilo Village. The east coast has a marked Shipyard where on the west coast is Cairn Island. Once I get a home I will need to go there and get some fine wood to build furniture. Musa Point on the northeast of Karamja details some fishing docks and a shipping port near a few buildings. I am guessing the pineapples and bananas we bought in Ashdale came from here. I am thinking monkeys live there too. In the south sea of Karamja are three islands marked Ape Atoll and below these an island marked The Void Island. I remember hearing of these places from people of my home island. Just to the west of Void Island is home… Ashdale. Though it seems smaller on the map I know it is larger. From what I can see I am a very long way from home.

 

Far to the west of Asgarnia is a very large kingdom marked Kandarin. This is where I was born. It is directly north of Ashdale. The beleaguered state capitol is Ardougne. A huge divided city said to have the insidious plague in its western part. Also home of the Gnomes who maintain two cities in the region. Ardougne is a wealthy capitol. The eastern part of Ardougne is ruled by King Lathas and the west by his brother King Tyras both sons of the late King Ulthas. King Tyras lives with his army in the Tyras Camp after he returned from a war campaign against the Elven King. This I remember from my studies researching Kandarin. It would be my goal and worthwhile to travel there as soon as I am able. The map shows Ancient Caverns, Baxtorian Waterfall, towns of Catherby and Seer’s Village to the north of Ardougne. In the far northwest lies the Piscatoris Fishing Colony. To the southeast is Witchaven on the coast which marks a fishing platform. Hemenster is a small town north of Ardougne and south of Seer’s Village on the west coast. The Fishing Guild and Rangers Guild are both marked as being here. Seer’s Village marks a small castle named Camelot. The Tree Gnome Village is a large fenced area west of Hemenster as marked on the map. Southwest of West Ardougne is the Tree Gnome Stronghold. Between the two places is a large area marked as the battlefield. East of the battlefield and south of West/East Ardougne is a Zoo. The map shows a medium sized city to the south as Yanille marked as the Wizards Guild. In the far south of Kandarin below Yanille is a jungle area listed as Feldip Hills. To the north east of Yanille is Port Khazard a fishing area. The far north of Kandarin, above Seer’s Village is The Fremennik Lands. The only town marked is Rellekka. There is a lighthouse on the northwest coast. The eastern side is marked Keldagrim and nearby Mountain Camp. There are six islands in the sea north of Rellekka. Lunar Isle, Waterbirth Island, Miscellania, Etceteria, Jatizso and Neitiznot. There is also an island marked as Iceberg.

 

The last area marked on the western edge of the map is the kingdom of Tirannwn. It seems this entire region is only accessible by climbing over a mountain west of West Ardougne. The route is marked Arandar. The largest city is Prifddinas located near the center of the kingdom. Lletya is a smaller city to the southeast. There seems to be a village marked Elf Camp to the south. In the far southern region an area is marked as Poison Waste. The entire kingdom area is known as Isafdar Forest. I have heard of this area since I was young. This is the kingdom of the elven peoples. Gielinor is a huge world when you look at it from a maps view. It may take me years to even get to Kandarin. I look up into the morning sky and see our moon Zanaris fading as the sun rises. Even Zanaris has people different from humans living on it. So much to explore, let the journey begin.

 

 

I guess once I spend some time in Varrock I will come back this way on the other road and explore further. I can see Gillie across the river milking cows in the field. And as I round the bend in the road Millie is gathering grain in the wheat field. Farmer Fred waves to me as I pass the chicken farm, motioning something like a fight pose. He laughs. I will never live down the day a chicken almost beat me. One day though I will come back and show-off my fighting skills. As I pass over the small bridge I see that Goblin walking near what looks like a Gnome. Curiosity calls being I have never seen one before except in books. Walking over toward the man I notice he seems very busy cleaning the area. “Hello!” I called out to the strange looking man. “Hi. I don’t have time to talk I have to cleanup this area where the Gnomecopter Tours once were.” The man explained. “Gnomecopter? What is that?” I asked. “Flying machines we Gnomes built to take people on tours around Gielinor. Our King has ordered us to stop services and return the flying machines home to the kingdom for military service. All we have left are Gnome glider service to travel customers around. Go travel by Gnome when you can and visit our village. I must be off now, good-bye.” The Gnome explained as he moved off to work. So much to learn in this world who would have ever thought Gnomes could fly, I thought.

As I walked closer to the capitol of Varrock I passed by a nice mining pit. A couple people were busy cutting into the different looking rocks. One guy said he got silver ore and another said he was mining iron ore. Nearby was a farming patch next to a building with a sign that read Combat Guild. In front on this building was the corner of a very tall, long and sturdy looking stone wall. I could see some guards in the distance near what looked like an opening. As I approached the men I saw they were well armored and had expensive looking shield and sword. Just past these men where some fanatic looking wizards wearing black hooded robes. The guards waved me through the entrance into the city. I could see buildings on both sides of the street. Some tall buildings and longer than any I had ever seen. A stray dog was walking near a man who looked about as stray as the dog. The street had an intersection and other streets went east and west. There were banners crossing the roads tied from balconies and lamps on post to lighten the night. A little way up the avenue I saw it! The Blue Moon Inn. Praise Saradomin! Finally a room and board to stay. I walked through the door and saw both men and women sitting at tables drinking beer and eating foods. There was a long ell shaped bar with stools for dozens of people. In this place alone were more people than in all of Lumbridge. A barmaid stopped and asked what I was drinking. “Are there any rooms in this inn?” I asked. “Certainly! Just talk with the guy over there behind the bar.” She replied. “New in town babe? Let me get you a beer, no charge. Come back once you get settled in. We make the best steak and baked potato in town. I’m Mavis Gray by the way. Just ask for me honey.” She said as she handed me a tall glass of light colored ale and disappeared in the crowd. Wow I thought. How nice. The man behind the bar was a larger than life man. Huge by any standard. “What can I do for you son?” He said in a gruff voice. “I need a room, sir.” No problem young man. Its 25 gold coins for the night unless you are paying by the week then its 35 gold coins for the week unless you are staying for a month then its 78 gold coins by the month. You are new in town right? Well you probably are staying for a while, maybe a couple months. I’ll tell you what, make it 50 coins a month. Pay me tomorrow. Rooms are upstairs. Take one on the back north corner, less noisy. The crowd gets a little rowdy late at night. See me tomorrow. I might have some work for you to do. Hey, take a beer with you.” The man rattled off. He handed me another beer and a key and walked toward the other end of the room. I downed the beer the barmaid gave me and carried the other one as I walked up the stairs. Still wondering what just happened. Pay me later, have a free beer. Take the best room… maybe a highway man hit me over the head on the way here and I am dreaming. Maybe I’m dead. This is weirder than that talking pig. I pinched myself to see if it hurt. It hurt.

I opened the door to the room and could not believe how big it was. The bed was larger than any I ever slept in. The bathroom was nicer than I could ever dream. For 50 coins a month I could stay here a year just on what money I have in the bank now. He also said he had work for me too. What more could I ask for? There was a knock at the door. I opened the door and it was Mavis. “Hey babe. I am sorry for being so rushed earlier, I forgot to ask you your name.” She inquired. “I’m Puissantius.” I replied. “Nice to meet you Puissantius, I’m Mavis. But I already told you that. I know you are new in town so I wanted to welcome you to Varrock. We have so much to see in our city and many shops. I’m sure you want to freshen up a bit before you eat. Maybe you would like some new clothes, a shave and nice shoes. Just a few houses up toward the town square is a shop on the left. Thessalia is the owner and she makes clothes. She gives away complete outfits for free just to show off her fine line of custom clothing. If you want to go and get some new clothes while I send a maid up to stock your room with towels and soap she should be done by the time you return.” Wow thanks Mavis! You are a wonderful girl. I appreciate everything you have done. You are making me feel very welcome in Varrock.” I replied. “Well Puissantius you are in the greatest city in all of Gielinor and our hospitality says it all. Now supper will be served at six. We are serving grilled steak, baked potato with choice of filling, corn on the cob and apple pie. We have a wide assortment of beers or tea. Now don’t be late.” Mavis smiled a big grin as she closed the door behind her. I put my things in the drawers and closet and headed downstairs then out the door into the street. There were a lot of people coming and going as I walked north toward the town square. Just before the last house on the left was a sign that read Thessalia Fine Clothes.

I entered the door and saw an elderly woman sitting in a rocking chair to the right. She was knitting something and called out, Thessalia you have a customer. A young woman came out from the back room. “Hello sir I’m Thessalia. I can see from the worn and tattered clothes you are wearing you have come to the right place. Here look in my catalog and pick out any colored outfit in any of the styles listed as free items. Once you make your selection step into one of the booths over there and your clothes will be changed by magic. Once you have a new wardrobe step out into the area. And please take my catalog when you leave or place your order before going. My custom clothing line is sure to please the ladies and gents in many settings. I thumbed through the book and decided on a blue outfit of a stylish contemporary design. I stepped into the booth and suddenly felt necked and clothed all in the same moment. When the curtain rose I had a complete new stylish outfit. Thessalia was nowhere to be seen and the older woman just continued to rock and knit. I took the catalog with me and thought I would look at later. When I got back to my room the maid had already finished stocking. I undressed and got into the bathtub. The water was hot and felt so refreshing. I washed, shaved and got ready to go downstairs for supper. The dinner was rather amazing. I drank a few different beers and hung out with the people. There was dancing, singing and such a merry evening with everyone. I took a cup of hot tea with me and went back to my room. I stood out on the balcony for a spell looking at the stars and Zanaris. Life doesn’t get much better than this. I am glad to be alive. I went back inside and climbed into bed. This was perhaps the most comfortable bed I have ever been in I thought. I closed my eyes and was asleep in moments.

Authors Post Note

The world of Gielinor is vast with many continents. This post doesn’t list in great detail just how large the world of Gielinor is. I only wanted to give the reader some idea of the different areas.  In every city players will find a multitude of shops, non-player characters and quest. There are many dungeons throughout the world which greatly increase the world area. Even the moon is a separate world. The sixth age (present day) allows players to visit other realms through the newly rediscovered World Gate. Adventurers may also play a number of mini-games found in various cities. Questing is something I have once again begun to engage in. There are over 200 quest to play. Most will tell a story and give a player more historical references. Recently I complete one of the master quest; Love Story. It is about the NPC “The Wise Old Man” and his long lost love “Zenevivia.” With completion of this quest I achieved 300 quest points.

Puissantius Of Kandarin – The Dragon Shield

Book One – Chapter One – Part Five

  Watching Mr. Lumcook put together this banquet was a great experience. I never knew you could marry so many different things together. Watching him make and bake a cake was a good lesson. The way he prepared each and every dish with superb mastery motives me to one day follow in his footsteps. “Alright Puissantius. Everything is ready for the banquet. If you will help me with two more things I will free you from this kitchen for today.” The Cook advised. “Most surly I will.” I told him. “You have shown me something I will remember for my entire life.” “That’s good to know Puissantius. Cooking is an art that only can improve. You have now the chance to practice your skill and aspire to be a great chef. Now, help me to move and place everything in the dining hall. It is through the door over there. I took as many dishes as I could carry and followed him through the door. “Wow!” I shouted. “Look at how magnificent this room is. Is that a mahogany table and chairs?” “Indeed it is Puissantius. Carved wood cut from trees in the jungle near Tai Bwo Wannai on Karamja. All the gold decorations, the teak panels and tapestry are products from every kingdom in Gielinor.” The Cook explained. We brought everything and set the table even a king would be proud of. “Okay assistant. Everything is ready for the Duke. Lastly I need you to go advise his lordship his banquet is ready. In the kitchen I left a bag for you. Inside is a fine new cake pan and ten chocolate bars. You might want to deposit your gold and everything else in the bank after you talk with the duke.” We said our farewells and I left to ascend the stairs.

 

I knocked on the solid wood door of the Dukes quarters. I heard him beckon me to enter. “Good-day Duke Horacio. Mr. Lumcook asked me to stop by and advise you he has prepared your supper. He asked if you would met your guest in the dining room.” I explained. “In the dining room? Guest? Oh my, I must have forgotten. Did he say who was coming?” The duke asked. “No sir. He only asked me to help him prepare the same meal the first cook made in a time past. I assisted him and we prepared the dining room for you.” I replied. “Okay Puissant. Thanks. Don’t forget I have a very important task for you. It seems the mighty dragon Elvarg of Crandor Island has once again broken free in the dungeon below Crandor island.. She has invoked her right to battle with you. Only a son of Kandarin can fulfill the pact written centuries ago between the dragon and Gielinor. She has sensed you were near and advised her right to battle.” The duke explained. “WHAT!” I exclaimed. I know nothing of fighting dragons! I can hardly defeat a chicken. It will burn me to ashes or eat my body and bones. I can’t!” I cried. “Puissantius calm down. This dragon is not as powerful as some. Yes, she can breathe fire and has vicious teeth but with training and the ‘Anti-Dragon Shield’ you will be able to force her back into the pit. See that shield hanging on the wall? Take it, it is yours.”

Anti-Dragon Shield

 

The duke informed and pointed to the shield. The shield was magnificent. It was large and shaped like a kite. It had a dull reddish color, some bronze and a riveted boarder. It appeared to have magical powers emitting around it. The symbol of a dragon with a sword impaled was on front. I took the shield. It was lighter than it looked. As I placed my arm into the leather it felt different from that of a cow. “This is mine?” I asked. “Yes.” The duke replied. “It is yours. It was crafted by a master smith using metals melted by a dragons breathe. The leather is dragon hide. An ancient mage endued the shield with magic that repels the dragon’s fire. Take good care of it Puissant. Practice your combat skills and when the guild master of the Champions Guild sees you are ready he will give you further instructions. Now go upstairs to the bank and deposit the shield for safe keeping. Good-day to you and good-luck.” The duke finished talking and turned to change his clothes. I exited the room and climbed up the stairs to the bank. “Good-afternoon sir. Would you like to access your bank today?” The banker asked. “Yes sir I would.” I replied. “Very well. Enter your pin and I will open your vault for you.” He explained. I entered my pin and the vault opened. “Sir, if I may, can I offer you one of our new tool belts? It allows you to carry a wide assortment of tools. It frees your hands and also makes more room in the backpack. It is free, a service we offer all of our patrons.” The banker informed. “Sure! Free is good. Thank-you kind sir.” I replied. I took the belt and wrapped it around my waist and buckled it. I put the shield in my vault and took all the tools out. I put each in the slot of the belt. I noticed there was a place for other tools, ones I didn’t have. I looked at the instruction pamphlet and it listed where each tool fit. Great, more stuff I don’t have. Time to go mine some ores and do some other things to make money. Oh money. I almost forgot what the cook had given me. I put the cake tin and coin in my bank. I kept one chocolate bar and put the rest in the cold storage. I closed the vault and the banker locked it again.

 

As I left the castle and went outside I noticed how nice the weather was. I spoke to a few local people along the way thinking how cheerful everyone seemed. There were butterflies fluttering around and even the graveyard did not seem too grim. The giant rats were further off in the distance today. The fisherman was talking to a couple people and waved as I walked past. Once I made it to the mine I got my pick-ax from the tool belt and began to strike the rocks. I was able to cut 14 pieces each of copper and tin ores. These were heavy and I decided maybe I would head back to the smelter and see if I could combine them and get some bronze bars. One of the other guys at the mine told me and this woman who was nearby, there was another mine to the west where he found iron ore and maybe even gold. He suggested we could meet here tomorrow and travel together and try our luck there. We all agree to meet. The lady reminded us the rock was much harder to cut that this soft stone here. She said if we had steel picks it would take less work. We all laughed, thinking one day maybe we could afford one. I bid my farewell and walked back toward town.

 

I stopped at the fountain in Lumbridge to get a drink of water and filled my pitcher. It would be nice to have a beer. I do not recall seeing a pub in this city or an inn either. I guess I should ask someone, there must be one nearby. I could use a bath too. Washing off in the fountain really is not the same as a bath. I could dive in the river but I am not sure what may be living in it. There was a man and woman talking outside the walls who I’ve seen before. Locals I guess. They would know where the local pub was I’m sure. I walked over to where the two were sitting near the bard. “Hello. Nice day to sit around and listen to music. How are you, I am Puissantius.” I inquired. “Hello Puissantius. I am Jon and this is my friend Joan. How do you like Lumbridge so far?” Jon replied. “Hi Joan, nice to meet you both. I like it. It is a nice town. Much bigger than where I came from. I am learning my way around.” I replied. “That good to hear. There is not much to do here. Not like some of the larger cities. And these monsters they let live here make it harder on us all.” Jon advised. “Monsters?” I asked. “Yeah, those goblins. Monsters I say. They let those and some others infect our town. The god Bandos left them behind after the god wars. They breed like rats. Like we need more rats. But the H.A.M movement is working to rid us of….” Joan cut him off. “Hush Jon you don’t know whose listening. He might be one of them.” “Nonsense Joan look at him. He doesn’t even know what I’m talking about… do you Puissantius?” Jon asked. “But he came here on a ship, with that knight.” Joan stated. “Well Puissantius, are you?” Jon asked. “Am I what? I do not have any idea what you two are talking about.” I said. “Are you a spy?” He asked. “No. NO I am not a spy! I am a simply farm boy from Ashdale. And that knight, Sir Isaac, put me in chains and forced me here. Said I am supposed to save something. And what are H.A.M.’s? All I wanted was to ask if you knew where a guy could get a beer around here. Hell after talking with you two I might need a lot of beers or maybe even something harder.” I exclaimed. “Easy Puissantius. We can never be too careful. I should have never mentioned it. We never know. You see that owl, on the fence beside the Sage? He is always looking, listening. And that guard over there, the dog, they all could be spying on us. The movement is close to acting. And they know it.” Jon advised. “Listen. I am not a spy and I think you may be a little paranoid, about this movement.” I replied. “Puissant. Can I call you that, sounds more local?” Joan asked. “Sure Joan. Why not it seems people around here have been calling me that anyway.” I stated. “Okay Puissant. The H.A.M. are an underground movement. It stands for Humans Against Monsters. We want to rid the whole of Gielinor of every one of these beast. We are starting here, in Lumbridge. And as our members grow, we will one day, when the time is right, eliminate all of them. We would like you to join. Think about it, okay?” Joan explained. “Sure I will. Sounds like a good cause.” I wearily replied. “Good!” Jon said. “Now about that drink. Father Aereck would not allow a pub or bar or even an inn in this town. You will have to go to Varrock, Falador or Port Sarim for that. In Port Sarim is the Rusty Anchor Inn. It is closest but more dangerous to get to. You would go through the forest to the west. In Varrock is Blue Moon Inn and the Dancing Donkey Inn. They all serve beer for 2 coins per glass.” Jon advised. “Oh, and Puissant. You should go to Varrock. There is a clothing store near the town square. You should stay at the inn. A bath would do you good.” Joan informed with a smile. “I guess I will be going along now. I want to smelt some bronze bars and I was planning to go to Varrock to sell them anyway. Thanks for talking with me. I will see you again soon.” I stated. “Good-bye Puissantius, nice talking with you.” They both replied at the same time. I could hear them talking about maybe they should have never told me about the H.A.M as I walked toward the smelter. I will have to come back later and see if they will tell me more.

 

The blacksmith was adding some coal to the forge and asked me if I would pump the bellows as he arranged it evenly. I could hear the fire increase with intensity as I pumped air into the flames. The smelter was getting hotter and the cast iron casing around the fire brick lined oven was beginning to glow. The blacksmith motioned to me I could stop and he turned back toward the anvil where he grabbed some tool and pulled his molten metal from the forge. He indicated to me I could use the smelter. He pointed to where there was pots to melt metals and molds to pour them into. I gathered equal parts of copper and tin, putting them in a pot and placed it in the forge. I pumped some additional air in from the bellows and waited for the mixture to melt. Once the metals were completely melted I poured it into molds and cooled it with water. I received 28 bars of some high quality bronze. I am not sure what the value would be but it probably is enough. It was getting late in the day. The food the Goblins were cooking across the river smelled delicious. I was thinking maybe I would buy some bait and fish on the river. That would be safer than killing something like chickens. I laughed when I thought how a chicken was so tough and the duke believes I can kill a dragon. I went to the fishing store and got some worms. I sat on the bank watching the Goblins fighting with some adventurers. It did not take long until I had caught a nice mess of fish. Some good sized trout and a few crawfish. I had quite a few worms left. I took them over to the gardener and asked if I could put them in the garden. She was happy to see me add them. Worms are good in a garden. Maybe one day I can plant something. After cutting some wood for a fire I cooked my fish. Thinking about tomorrow, this will be the day I move to Varrock. I am excited to visit a new city! They say it is a big place with many shops and places to see. How wonderful this sounds. Buying some new clothes and trading on the Grand Exchange will be the first thing I want to do. Then I really would like to get a room at one of the inns. Take a nice long bath then go downstairs to the pub, drink a few beers and eat some food. Sleeping in a bed will be so comfortable. Bed, home, kitchen would truly make my life more comforting. They say there is an estate agent in Varrock. Hopefully it will not cost too much. Adding some more wood on the fire I curl up and go to sleep.

Authors Post Note

This marks the end of chapter one. In the next chapter Puissantius will travel to the city of Varrock. Varrock is a large old city on planet Gielinor. He will learn about all the gods and the role each play in the story. Varrock is the home of the largest library in Gielinor. Here Puissant will meet Reldo the librarian who will direct him to all the written knowledge of history. It is then Puissant will learn that he is now in the sixth age, something epic has occurred. Will you continue with him on this journey?

When you are alone…

When you are alone there is nothing more satisfying than to find someone to be alone with.

Personal Security

Personal security is something everyone must be concerned about. The world HAS become a dangerous place. Actually, the world has always been dangerous. Some predator animals have and will always look at us as a meal. Fire and firearms have offered humans some protection during our history. Humans have been hurting other humans probably since we learned we could. It is looking as if that will never change. Today we must be very aware of our surroundings when shopping, entering our work/school and homes. They are always looking for the opportunity to take (our kids and valuables), rape, kill or a whole list of other horrible inhuman deeds. The war on drugs has given black market a broad base to excel in crime. Our leaders in the world are each day giving criminals more power and rights as they take away the rights of law abiding citizens. The Internet has made the world like a small village. The World Wide Web is a place where we hang out. Criminals hang out here too.

As of the time and date of this post there are 250,681,017 malicious websites online. Each one is crafted in some way to take, steal or hurt users and computers. This list grows each hour. There are more than 114,120,414 security threats too. These include but are not limited to virus, worms, bots, traps, algorithms and other programs designed to once again steal or control. I recently came across a WordPress Gravatar profile that had a malicious website listed as the link.

Blocked

I wrote about this before and posted it on my former Facebook. This is something my ex-girlfriend and I completely agreed upon;

When you are adding friends on Facebook would you want this person to come to your house? Would you let them in your home? Would you let them around your kids?

If you answered NO to any of these questions why would you let this person see any personal information about you? Would you expose your friends to this person?

People fail to realize that when you post something on the Internet even though it may SEEM private it really never is. Because a friend of a friend of a…. you get the point right? Also these social media places own anything you post and can sell/share it to companies. You agree to this when you accept the terms of use.

Think about this.

You (not really you, an example) post photos of your kid(s), where they go to school, where you eat-out at or shop. Where you work, go to school or pictures of your home/car. You post photos or describe places nearby you frequent. Even pics of the night sky give geographical information. Are you thinking yet? The lion lays in wait, no matter how long it takes to get his prey. Human predators sometimes will take months or even years to get a victim. We MUST be careful in everything we do on-line.  Everything you publically share is a clue for that evil person to located you, a loved one or even a friend.

I recently learned this.

A few months ago I received an e-mail from a former colleague who worked in a call center I set-up in the Philippians. She  was telling me she saw my profile on a popular internet dating website and asked if I was available. HUH? I never, not ever have been on ANY Internet dating site. I actually do not see the point in a long distance relationship. Even one that is 100 miles away is difficult. Why would I want to date someone hundreds, thousands or halfway around the world? Seeing each other would be few and far between. Okay my point may be wrong on this reasoning. But that is not my point concerning security on-line. She gave me the link to this “profile of me.” It was my photo from the former Facebook page. It contained enough personal information about me, age, city, MORE PICTURES from the web and things I have posted here on WordPress like quotes and a general “feeling” of the things I write. It took me 7 weeks to gain control of “MY PROFILE” that was found out by the dating site to probably have been set-up by someone in Nigeria or what they told me. They kept a record of the IP Address used when profiles are created and it was not one from the USA. There were over 2,500 letters in there from unsuspecting women who had written to “Me” who was not me. That is scary! What this person or persons had hoped to accomplish by creating a fake profile is beyond me. But I am sure it was for some evil purpose. Be careful ladies. You never know the predator that is behind the profile until it could be to late.

Today a phone call came to my cell phone. This call is what prompted me to write this post. It was from NYC – Bronx area. The caller had some of the worst English imaginable, could hardly understand the guy.
Now this is me, someone who has talked with people from all over the world and this guy was broken. As best as I could understand he was offering me a job. Said he found my “Resume'” on Monster or CareerBuilder. (I don’t have one on either) but explained he didn’t know which. He knew my name. My cell is not listed and I only share it with a select few. Though I did use the number on that damn Facebook app a few years back and Twitter. You can only use Instagram on Mobile (because they have no access by PC) so I am thinking maybe one of those.

PLEASE EVERYONE BE SAFE! Be aware and protect yourself, your family and friends.

The Four Strongest Forces In The Universe

Rotating wildly swinging outwardly, I am what’s a black hole. (10w)

Artist’s impression of a stellar-mass black hole.

Photo Credit: European Space Agency, NASA and Felix Mirabel (the French Atomic Energy Commission & the Institute for Astronomy and Space Physics/Conicet of Argentina)

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Gravity is what we think is the strongest force in the universe. We feel it everyday. It is what makes things fall down. It keeps us grounded on earth. We see gravity in the existence of black holes. There is one in our own galaxy. It pulls things into it with unmeasurable force. Even if we were to send a probe into a black hole we never would get any data back from it. Not even radio waves can escape its pull. Gravity has the second longest range in the universe. There is no escaping the forces of gravity in a black hole, unless you are centrifical force. Nothing can escape a black hole, not even light. But gravity is not the strongest force in the universe. Gravity is only the forth strongest. The reason why gravity in a black hole is so very strong is its size.

 
The strongest force in the universe, that we know of, is Strong Nuclear. We can assign the number 100 to it as comparison to the other three. This acts in an interaction between the nucleons and it is responsible for keeping the nucleus together. This interaction is mediated by so called gluons. Particles in this atomic nucleus are protons and neutrons. They are made up of quarks. However, this interaction is very short ranged because it operates inside of the atoms. It could be thought of as a closeness, like a couple. This is the reason I am in search of my quark. Because I am sure as long as we remain close we can never be broken apart. A strong nuclear bond in a relationship is why couples remain together for life. But even Strong Nuclear Force is ripped apart in a black hole.

 
The second strongest force in the universe is Electromagnetic. We can assign the number 1 to it in comparison to the other three. Because it is 100 times weaker than Strong Nuclear Force. Even a small magnet can overcome the gigantic gravitational force of the earth. Electromagnetic force is something that touches our lives in big ways everyday. Photons are seen with our eye as light. That cell phone, electricity, computers and lightning are only a few of electromagnetic forces. It has the longest range of the four strongest forces in the universe. Radio waves are being sent to and from probes millions of miles away from earth. Radio waves are electromagnetic. The screen you are reading this post on is also the same force. We often refer to the bond between a couple as magnetic. And opposites attract. It is this flow of positive and negative that creates the balance of electromagnetic force. But even if we were to take all the magnetic force in the entire universe and place it near a black hole it too would be sucked it.

 
The third strongest force in the universe is Weak Nuclear. It is like Strong Nuclear in it has a very short range. It is ten times weaker than Electromagnetic. Weak Nuclear is thought to made of Bosons. In particle physics weak nuclear is a very broad interpretation of all the other forces. The emptiness of space could be weak nuclear force. The Higgs boson is a Weak Nuclear force. Weak Nuclear is all the uncertainty of things we really do not know yet. Kind of like the things that keep a relationship together or maybe tear it apart. A lot of theory going on there.

 

It is interesting to know that we really do not know what gravity is or what makes it work. We just know it makes apples fall from trees. Albert Einstein states that gravity is not a force but as a consequence of the curvature of space-time caused by the uneven distribution of mass and energy. All can agree it is a natural phenomenon. It is thought that every object in the universe has gravity and that all pull on each other. It was once thought that nothing could move faster than the speed of light. Recently we found mass moving in the universe faster than this speed. It was always believed that mass could never obtain this speed. We thought the world was flat at one time too. We also thought the sun revolved around the earth. Once we thought that earth was the only planet in the universe that had life. There are even some people today that think the world revolves around them.

 

Science has an explanation or theory about the four strongest forces in the universe. Even the things that can not be seen or the unknown have some theory. But none even dare or try to explain or have theory on God. Some ignore the very existence of God. Saying if science cannot prove it or it has no mathematical equation it just does not exist. But many have theory about things that may exist in the universe. There are books that were written by people who write that God instructed them to write. Some believe it could be nothing more than hearsay. Others think it was written by someone who ate too many mushrooms or consumed excessive drink. The one written for the people of Israel, know as the Jews is titled The Old Testament. A majority of the people who thought of these theories of the universe also believe in this book. The very theory of Albert Einstein, called The Theory of Relativity that many base their own theories on, has its base on TIME. The first verse of the Old Testament says; In the beginning… this was Gods way of defining time. Without it science would have nothing to base theory on. Time plays a very important roll for human kind.

 

LOVE is rightfully the most powerful force in the universe but the least understood. Some think love comes from the heart. Other think love comes from the brain. While others define it as a feeling. Love has its foundation in every religious writings. In the case of the Old Testament God introduced it to humans, to angels to every being in creation. Even people who deny God, a god, a creator, the spirit or anything except self knows love. Even people who believe they know hate love themselves. Love is the one thing every human being, even animals know. But no one seems to really know what it is, where it comes from or what to do with it. Love is the most written about word on earth. To some it is only a word. Everyone seeks it. Love, in its truest form is pure. Unconditional and without fail. It is never ending. It is the GRAVITY that holds humanity together.

 

Puissantius Of Kandarin – The Cooks Assistant

 

Book One – Chapter One – Part Four

The Cooks Assistant

A cock is crowing and it brings me from my restful sleep. I could hear the roosters’ crow to my north repeating his awakening calls. Soon after, the hens begin clucking signaling the dawns rise. I can see the sun is rising to the east. There is a faint color of red and yellow in the fading night sky. I tossed a few logs on the embers of the glowing coals from night’s previous fire. As the fire catches and flames begin to dance I can feel the warmth. Pulling the map of Gielinor from my pack I study the land around me. Today I shall try and explore this city further. Tomorrow perhaps I will have some things I can sell at the grand exchange. I feel safe in the city of Lumbridge. Yet I yearn to travel to some of the towns and cities in the kingdoms nearby.

I can smell bread cooking. People are beginning to walk about the street outside the walls. A few walk past as they enter into the castle. The meal I cooked last night was satisfying. I do not feel weakened by hunger like the day before. The journey here by ship did take some strength from me. But now I feel content knowing I have some basic tools to make me stronger. I feel refreshed and warm. I secure my fire, then wash my face and hands in the fountain. The water is cool and quite refreshing. Quenching my thirst I decide to enter into the castle and explore. The aroma of fresh bread is stronger as I enter through the large strong doors of the castle. It draws me in and I follow its lovely scent to an open door down a short hall. Looking inside I can see a man wearing a white outfit and a hat. He is adorned in clothing only an expert chef would be allowed to wear. I can tell from the way he moves about the kitchen he is in a hurry to prepare the breakfast.

As I turn to leave the cook calls out to me. “YOU! Come quickly I need an assistant to help me finish these dishes.” I dart through the door and settle near the man. “Go down that ladder into the cellar and bring me a pot, five plates, nine forks, two spoons and a bucket of water. You will find everything I ask at the sink. Don’t mind the rats, kick them if you must out of the way. Now HURRY!” I opened the trap door without hesitation and climbed down the ladder into the cellar below. The place was dim and cold barely lit by the torches on the walls. There were old partitions dividing the place into different areas, not like rooms. As I looked around trying to see where this sink was, I saw a rat running in endless circles near a cabbage on the floor. There was a small table in one area. And against one wall a chest. Next to the chest was a shelf with what looked like an assortment of spices, pots of flour and other items used in cooking. On the wall to what I think is north I see the sink. I grabbed a sack and went to the sink, getting everything the chef asked for. I will have to come back here when I have more time to have a better look around.

As I climbed back up the ladder I could hear the cook talking to himself. He was seemingly complaining of never having enough help. How nice, I thought. Maybe I can take a job with him and earn a few gold coins. Maybe even learn how to make some impressive dishes. The chef directed me to plate what he has cooked for the duke. I took some utensils hanging on the wall and begin to put together food from the stove. The stove and oven were very impressive. A well-crafted cast iron and stone model, black, inlaid with brass. Suddenly the cook grabbed me by my arm. As I turned to look at him I could see the horror on his face. “Lad I can see from the way you are slopping my lord’s food on that plate you are not well mannered. In fact I can tell you are not really a cook. Oh no!” He took the plate from my hand and placed it on the nearby table. “You can come back and eat this once you have finished helping me. But for now, get that crate over there and be ready to receive these plates.”

I watched him as he carefully plated the different foods. He skillfully placed individual portions on single plates. Garnishing each with a variety of spices and herbs. “I can see by the way you are plating this food you are a master chef.” I stated. He laughed. “Lad I am the best cook in all of Lumbridge. But the master chef is in Varrock at the cooking guild. He is the one who taught me. Where is the bowl I asked for?” The chef exclaimed. “You did not ask for a bowl sir. I brought everything you told me to get.” I replied. “Go back into the cellar and bring me a bowl. No, bring three bowls. And a pot of flour from the shelf. Oh, and another bucket of water too. Now hurry!” He commanded. I climbed back down the ladder into the cellar below. I noticed in one of the areas there was a hole in the wall. It looked very dark as I peeked through.  I grabbed another sack from the pile and obtained everything he wanted.

Climbing back up the old wooded ladder and through the trap door into the kitchen, the cooked helped me up. He took a single bowl from the sack and carefully filled it with stew from a large pot on the stove. He added some spice from a shaker. “The duke likes his curry to be extra spicy.” He stated. Placing the bowl into the crate. “Now take my lords breakfast to him. He is on the second floor, third door to your right at the top of the landing. Don’t forget to bow to him as you enter the room. He is after all royalty. You do know how to address men of stature right?” I nodded. “Once you have delivered this crate come back here and join me. We will sit and eat together. I have something you may be interested in. ‘Very well sir.” I replied. “I shall be back soon.”

As I exited from the kitchen carrying the crate of food I noticed the mind rune once again on the floor. Gielinor is a place of magic. It seems someone, or something has either cast a spell on this tile in the floor, or from a remote place replaces it each time it is taken. I must learn more of this magic. But I haven’t any idea where to begin. Someone passed by me and climbed the stairs. She offered a hand and helped me to carefully carry the crate, asking where I was going. We reached the second floor, she smiled and continued up to the next level. I made my way past some guards in the hall, almost tripping over some logs left carelessly on the floor. I knocked on the door of the dukes quarters and he open and invited me in. “Place the crate on the floor near that table.” He motioned to the table next to the wall with a chair. “Puissantius thanks for bringing my breakfast. I see you have met the chef of my castle. Did he teach you anything?” “Yes he did. He advised me on how to plate food properly.” I replied. “Very good indeed. Now leave me. I have a task for you in the future. I will call for you once I hear you are ready.” He motioned me toward the door as he sat down at the table. I closed the door behind me. I looked to the north end of the hall and could see a stair like the one I just ascended. It must lead to the other end of the castle probably connecting the entrance hall. OH, maybe after eating I can come back and see where it truly leads. I peaked in the room where the spinning wheel was located. A girl was crafting some bow strings from flax on the spinning wheel. I asked her where she picked the flax. “It comes from a field south of Seers Village near the castle of Camelot.” She replied. “Seers Village? Where is that?” I asked. “It is to the west. Have you no sense of direction? You must not be from around here!” She replied and smiled. Giggling as she turned back to the wheel. I could see she was focused on her task and decided to close the door. I made my way back down the spiral stairs and went back to the kitchen.

“Hello adventure! I am glad you are back. I tossed that slop you had plated in that bucket over there. When you leave you can give it to the pig who wanders around in the courtyard outside the castle. The pig says he hopes to one day become bacon, and one day I may give him his wish. I have prepared for us to eat. Some of what we, I mean I, cooked today for our breakfast. Here sit with me, let us talk.” We sat down at the table. I see the man has once again served us some very remarkable looking plates of food. “Now tell me lad, what is your name?” The cook asked. “I am Puissantius. And what is your name?” I replied. “I am Lumcook, ancestor of Frannizard Van Lumcook. But you can call me ‘The Cook.’ Frannizard was the first cook in our family to serve a duke. One hundred years ago he came here and prepared a banquet which was so stupendously amazing that he was offered a job for life, along with all of his descendants. Let us eat before the meal gets cold. Then I have an offer for you!” We ate without speaking.

“The meal was amazing. I have never enjoyed food this much before.” I told the cook. “I am happy to have given your tongue such enjoyment Puissantius.” He replied. “As you can see I am very busy here. It seems I hardly have time to get everything I need from the nearby farms and shops. Usually I can grab a passerby who will assist me. And for a coin or a favor most will go get me what I need.” “Well I guess I came by at just the right time today to offer my help.” I replied. “Indeed you did Puissantius. And for that I am most grateful. Talking with you this morning made me remember the banquet Frannizard prepared many decades ago. And I am thinking maybe, with your help I could recreate one as amazing.” Well Cook, I would like to help. I too am grateful for this meal. It was certainly delicious. But I need to make some money. I had planned on doing just that today.”  I replied. I could see from the look on Cooks face he was thinking. He placed his fingers on his handlebar mustache, giving them a twist. “I tell you this, Puissantius. If you agree to help me, get everything I need, and assist me in my recreation I will reward you.” He replied. “Okay Cook. What do you have in mind? What’s in it for me?” “I will give you 500 gold coins. Give you access to my kitchen, my royal stove and two valuable keys!” I nearly fell out of my chair. “That is a lot of money! And I could use a stove and oven to cook. A fire does not cook food evenly. What are the keys for?” I exclaimed. “In the city of Varrock there is a Treasure Hunter. She will exchange the keys for things quite valuable. What say you? Will you assist me?” He replied with a look of excitement. “YES! I will help you.” I told him. “Most excellent!”  He stated. “Let me write you a list and directions on your map. I will teach you also, once we begin, how to prepare a banquet fit for a Duke.”

“Okay Puissantius, here is the list of the things we shall need. Let me hold your map and I will mark the locations of where you will get things from the list.” The Cook stated. I handed him my map, and took the list he wrote on the parchment paper.

• ONE SUPER LARGE EGG: See farmer Fred and tell him it must be exactly big.
• EXTRA-FINE FLOUR: Get wheat from the field and take it to Millie Miller.
• TOP QUALITY MILK: See Gillie Groats at the cow field.

“Alright I have marked the places on your map where I think you will get everything we need. Take a clay pot with you and get a clean bucket from the basement. You can kill a few chickens while at farmer Fred’s farm. You may want to get yourself some fresh eggs there too. If you can, take some extra wheat from the field. You can make some flour for yourself to use later in making bread. Also ask Miss Groats at the cow field if you can come back later and get some meat. She usually has some extra cows you can cull. I am excited Puissantius! Hurry back. Oh, don’t forget to take this slop for that little pig in the courtyard.” The cook said with such excitement. “I will be back very soon.” I replied.

I got everything in my backpack and left out from the castle. I found the pig and put the bucket of slop down near him. He was so very excited! He kept saying; “One day I will be bacon.” Which I find a little weird. Maybe he doesn’t know that to be bacon you have to be killed and cut into pieces. Oh well. Not my worry. I looked on my map and could see where the Cook had marked the locations. Everything was north of here, so I made my way in that direction.

Along the way there was a guard standing near the bridge. He had a beautiful dog sitting next to him. Across the river the Goblins were engaged in some informal combat with a few people. I could see someone was fishing on the river. There was a farming patch along the way. A leprechaun was dancing around nearby. I had never seen one before in real life. But he surly looked like the pictures in books I had read. There was an ore smelter a bit further up the road. Across from it was what looked like a training area for combat? Next to it was a fence that kept sheep. I could see someone was busy shearing one. I stopped to look at my map. But I realized I did not need to because I heard a cock crow just around the bend.

When I got to Fred’s farm I told him I needed to get a SUPER LARGE EGG for the Lumbridge Cook. He told me I could go inside the gate, but I would have to wait until a chicken dropped one of the size I needed. I could see a few hens laying in the coop. But none had eggs large enough. I took about a dozen for myself, placing them in my pack. Not far away there was a large number of chickens walking about. Farmer Fred called to me and said; “You can kill any of those old hens over there. Just do not kill my rooster!” “Okay. Thanks.” I replied. I took my bronze dagger out and went to get a bird. “Ouch!” I cried. “That chicken jumped up and attacked me. Oh my god! Help!” The chicken kept pecking my legs and flying around my head. I tried to run but came to the fence. In an outburst of defense I swung my dagger out to the chicken, finally killing it. I could hear people laughing near the gate. Farmer Fred was the one laughing the loudest. “Hail to the newcomer. Slayer of chickens!” He shouted. Only making the crowd laugh more. “Welcome to Gielinor adventurer. Things are not always as defenseless as they seem. Take your bird. And I see one of my prized fighting hens has laid the egg you came here to seek.” He shouted again. I picked my kill up, seeing I had more than a few wounds from the fight. I wrapped the Super Large Egg in cloth and placed it in the security of my pack. I exited from the gate, if I had a tail I am sure it was tucked between my legs.

Just to the north-west I could see a field of wheat growing. I went to the fence and climbed over the stile and gather a few handfuls of grain. I got some extra for myself then climbed back over onto the road. I could hear, then see, the windmill as it turned against the wind. I walked to the door, opened it and went inside. There was a nice looking woman working at adjusting the stones above the trough where the flour falls. “Hello my lady. I am Puissantius. The Lumbridge Cook sent me here. I am looking for Millie Miller.” I stated. “Well hello to you Puissantius. I am Millie. What does the Chef seek today from my mill?” She replied. “Millie I need some extra fine flour. The Cook needs it in preparing a splendid banquet.” I explained. “You have arrived at just the right time. Give me a few minutes while I finish adjusting these stones. You do have an empty pot for the flour yes?” “I do have a pot. But I am not sure how to get the flour.” I replied. “No worries. Climb up the ladder over there to the top level and add your wheat into the bin. Pull the lever when I tell you. Then go to the middle level and pull the lever there. Once you have done this come back down here and scoop the flour into your pot. It really is quite easy.”

I followed Millie’s instructions and went to the top level. When she called to me I pulled the lever. I heard the gears engage the spinning shaft and transfer wind power to the bin allowing the grain to fall into the chute below. It removed the grains from the hull. I climbed down to the second level and pulled the levers again causing the chute to open, engaging the gears and turning the stone wheels below. I climbed down to the ground floor room below and saw a very nice pile of very fine flour. “Okay Puissantius you have milled your first pot of flour. Come back anytime when you need to use my mill again. Oh, and would you bring me some of that marvelous pie the cook bakes? Apple is my favorite.” Millie asked. “I will indeed Millie. I may even bring you some of the meal I am about to assist the cook in making.” I replied. “That would be delightful and kind of you Puissantius.” Millie stated as she walked toward the back of the mill.

I exited out of the mill, looking at the list of things to get. I got my map out and could see I needed to walk east, across a bridge then north to the cow field. Along the way there was a covered bridge crossing over the Lum River. There were some ducks swimming in the water. Just on the other side of the bridge was an ugly looking goblin walking about. I at first pulled my dagger out, then on second thought the bronze axe from my pack. If the goblin is going to attack me I will make sure he will not get close. As I crossed over the bridge he seemed to be walking toward a small stall where a vendor had some wares for sale. I had no choice then but to walk past him because it was along the path. He looked at me and said; “Big high war god, Bandos is my leader.” And the merchant looked at me shaking his head. “That is about all he ever says adventure. He’s quite harmless. Can I show you my wares, do you have time?” He asked. “Not now my good sir. I have no coin to spend. But after I am finished in this quest maybe I can come back.” I replied. “That would be nice.” He stated. “This road leads to Varrock and most people do come back. Have a pleasant day.” He turned his attention to his cart as I walked away. The cows were all doing what cows do best, eating grass. I could see a fair maiden near two cows that were tied to stakes. She had a dark clothes covering her shoulder to foot. Her long brown hair was pulled back into a ponytail. She wore a very long colorful skirt and gloves. I opened the gate, closing it behind me, entering the field. As I walked near her she turned and faced me. She had two buckets of milk hanging from a pole across her shoulders.

“Hi! I am Gillie Groats the milk maiden. Are you here to get some milk?” She questioned. “Hello Gillie, I am Puissantius of Kandarin. Indeed I am here for milk. But not just any milk. The Cook of Lumbridge has sent me to get some top-quality milk. He needs it to prepare a banquet fit for the Duke. Do you have any?” I replied. “Yes Puissantius I have exactly the milk you need. My husband has taken all the regular milk to market. Let me get a bucket. My prized cow has the finest milk in all of Gielinor.” She replied as she turned and walked over toward the fence. “I have a bucket, here.” Saying as I got mine from my pack. She giggled, and laughed a bit. “Oh no Puissantius, not a bucket from that damp wet cellar of the castle. You must put quality milk in a bucket that is completely clean. I’ll trade you okay?” She responded. “Okay I guess. I never gave it much thought.” I acknowledged. She sat on a little stool and milked the cow with precision and skill unlike anything I have ever seen. She would look toward me and smile every once and a while. I tried to smile back while at the same time trying not to let her notice I was looking at her. When she filled the bucket she handed it to me. “Hum, how much do I owe you?” I said. She smiled and said; “Not a single coin will you pay. You will be back, I can tell. Maybe if I am lucky you will think of me and bring me a small gift. I like flowers.” I think I was blushing, maybe more than usual. “I would be honored to again return and bring you the loveliest flower I can buy Gillie.” I replied. “I don’t want you to buy me flowers Puissantius. I want one that you picked or grew, one that made you think of me.” She insisted.” “Certainly I will Gillie. But it will be hard to find a flower of such beauty as you. And when I find the flower that reminds me of you I will return.” I replied. “I would like that.” Gillie said. “Now hurry along with the milk, it will spoil if you wait too long. See you again soon, I hope?” “Yes, I will be back soon. Thank-you for the milk… and bucket.” I walked away as quick as I could. Careful to not spill a single drop of the milk. What just happened here? I asked myself. I am sure I looked like a fool, old tattered clothes and all. She was probably being nice. That’s it. She is just nice to everyone.

Traveling back to Lumbridge with everything we needed for the banquet I took time during my walk to plan on my next adventure. I must find a tailor to make or buy some new clothes. These drab green tattered and stained ones I am wearing need to be replaced. I also need to mine some ore and practice smelting. I could smith some nice armor from the bars and if I can make enough, sell them for some good profit. Also if I had some decent armor and a sharp sword I could challenge somebody to a duel for a wager. Maybe even pay for some combat training. So many things going through my mind. With 500 gold coins I should be able to buy some nice clothes. Still I must think to save enough to buy a small house. Living on the streets it not the way I want to live for long.

With the items the Cook wanted in my hands and pack I entered into the kitchen. The Cook was very delighted to see me and like a child he opened and examined each carefully. “Perfect!” He declared. “This is everything! I shall at once begin to re-create the meal that brought our family to fame. Sit here at the table and watch me as I make this meal for our Duke. Everything I promised you is in the sack on the table.” Lumcook beamed. I watched as the cook went to work duplicating the divine creation. I counted my coins. Five-hundred shiny gold pieces. A great step forward for me. Two dull keys. Well he said they were valuable. And a promise letter giving me the right to use his wonderful stove at any time. I guess this morning turned out to be a giant step forward from a small token in being helpful. I like my new home, it… “HEY! Pay attention here. I’m trying to teach you something about cooking.” The Cook screamed out to me. “Yes sir! I am your new assistant after all.”

 

Authors Post Note

The story is my own version of the RuneScape Quest – The Cooks Assistant.  Everything the cook needs, the people I had to visit and the basic storyline is what a player will experience.

New players will need to complete the quest in order to use the range in Lumbridge Castle. This quest is very short and easy. Completing this quest is a requirement before a player can begin the RuneScape 100th quest “Recipe For Disaster” which is a very long quest. One having 10 sub-quest  that range in difficulty from novice, master and elite.