"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."
"Selling trout?" the stranger asked, his chat bubble appearing with a soft pop . 2048x1070 Old School RuneScape - Well hello the...
"Well, hello there," a voice rasped from the shadows near the basement stairs. "I’ve been here since the world was flat,"
Noob7 felt a chill that had nothing to do with the Ice Mountain breeze. "Who are you?" "Well, hello there," a voice rasped from the
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.