Transcript of Elder God Wars Dungeon

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This transcript involves dialogue with Armadyl, Ariane, Azzanadra, Saradomin, Seren, Wahisietel, Zamorak, and the player.

Talking to characters[edit | edit source]

Talking to the gods[edit | edit source]

Talking to Armadyl[edit | edit source]

  • (First time:)
    • Armadyl: Hello, World Guardian. I wish we were meeting under better circumstances. This is a dire situation indeed. My full attention is needed here, sapping anima from the eggs. On the other hand... I'm not going anywhere anytime soon. Is there something you need?
    • (Continues below.)
  • (Afterwards:)
    • Armadyl: Hello again, World Guardian.
    • (Continues below.)
  • SELECT AN OPTION
    • What's happening here?
      • Armadyl: Azzanadra teleported the Elder Gods' eggs away from the Heart of Gielinor, but it was only a matter of time before they found us. Sure enough, their followers are at the gates. If they are allowed to seize the eggs, it's over. While the troops give their lives to defend our position, the other gods and I must continually drain the eggs of anima to prevent them from hatching.
      • SELECT AN OPTION
        • You're absorbing anima from the eggs?
          • Player: You're absorbing anima from the eggs?
          • Armadyl: I must admit, it is...exhilarating. This is old anima. From the beginning. I have some notion now of how it must have felt to shape planets. To form stars. It changes one's perspective somewhat.
          • (Shows the previous options.)
        • What happens if the eggs hatch?
          • Player: What happens if they hatch?
          • Armadyl: The newborn Elder Gods would immediately begin their work of remaking Gielinor. Should they be allowed to do so... Well. Suffice it to say they must not.
          • (Shows the previous options.)
        • (Back)
          • (Shows the initial options.)
    • You're working with the other gods?
      • Player: You're working with the other gods?
      • Armadyl: If the Elder Gods' eggs hatch, it will be the end of life on Gielinor. At least in any form you or I would recognise. This battle is bigger than any rivalries or ambitions we gods might harbour. If Saradomin and Zamorak would realise that, perhaps we'd have an easier time of it.
      • SELECT AN OPTION
        • Saradomin and Zamorak are clashing? Even now?
          • Player: Saradomin and Zamorak are clashing? Even now?
          • Armadyl: I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. Their rivalry runs deep. And it's mostly Zamorak, honestly. He's even got a rise out of me on occasion. I allowed myself to hope that this battle would unite the gods. Help us achieve more together than we might alone. I've only myself to blame for my disappointment.
          • (Shows the previous options.)
        • What about Seren?
          • Player: What about Seren?
          • Armadyl: Lady Seren remains implacable. Her knowledge of the Elders is greater than any, and her power is unmatched. But there is something different about her. Something...cold. We must all close our hearts in times of conflict - I know that. I am just unused to seeing it from her.
          • (Shows the previous options.)
        • (Back)
          • (Shows the initial options.)
    • That's all for now.
      • Player: That's all for now.

Talking to Azzanadra[edit | edit source]

  • Azzanadra: The situation is under control for now.
  • SELECT AN OPTION
    • Why aren't you helping to drain the eggs?
      • Player: Why aren't you helping to drain the eggs?
      • Azzanadra: The energies the other gods are channelling are staggeringly powerful. I may be more than I was, but I still could not survive.
      • (Shows the initial options.)
    • Are the Temple Knights still loyal to you now Zaros has left?
      • Player: Are the Temple Knights still loyal to you now Zaros has left?
      • Azzanadra: Yes. My Lord has often been absent for long periods of time. We are all well accustomed to it. It is, after all, where that ridiculous nickname came from.
      • Player: Nickname?
      • Azzanadra: 'The Empty Lord'. I hate it, but I've found that even I occasionally lapse into using it.
      • (Shows the initial options.)
    • What are you doing to help?
      • Player: What are you doing to help?
      • Azzanadra: I am concerned that the gods are too fractious. For now I am monitoring their willingness to cooperate.
      • Player: That's all?
      • Azzanadra: This situation will get worse before it gets better. I am confident that an opportunity to lend my aid more directly will present itself soon enough.
      • (Shows the initial options.)
    • Goodbye.
      • Player: That's all for now.

Talking to Saradomin[edit | edit source]

  • (First time:)
    • Saradomin: Ah. The World Guardian. You'll forgive me if I'm preoccupied. Stabilising the Elders' eggs takes a certain amount of focus. Without wishing to seem rude... What is it?
    • (Continues below.)
  • (Afterwards:)
    • Saradomin: World Guardian.
    • (Continues below.)
  • SELECT AN OPTION
    • What's happening here?
      • Player: What's happening here?
      • Saradomin: Teleporting the Elder Gods' eggs to a defensible position was a wise move, but Azzanadra acted in haste. Given time, perhaps we could have moved the eggs to a more advantageous location. But the past is the past, and we must make the best of our current situation. We must continually drain anima from the eggs, suppressing their growth. Were they to hatch, all our efforts would be for naught.
      • SELECT AN OPTION
        • How're you holding up?
          • Player: How're you holding up?
          • Saradomin: It is not such a simple task as I anticipated. When channelling such primal energies, any lapse in concentration could be disastrous. I wish that I could be on the front, commanding the troops in battle. But this is a task for a god. Only the others and I can bear this burden. Also...someone has to keep an eye on Zamorak.
          • (Shows the previous options.)
        • What happens if the eggs hatch?
          • Player: What happens if they hatch?
          • Saradomin: Chaos... Even a newborn Elder God could rend Gielinor asunder, and would waste no time in doing so. It is in their fundamental nature to destroy and remake, seeking a perfection that can never be attained. Imperfection is inherent to mortal life. How are people to live lawful, productive lives if not given the chance to learn? To improve? How are we gods to impart our wisdom - born of millennia of experience - if all is to be erased? No. This must not come to pass. We must stop the Elder Gods. At any cost.
          • (Shows the previous options.)
        • (Back)
          • (Shows the initial options.)
    • You're working with the other gods?
      • Player: You're working with the other gods?
      • Saradomin: Seren and Armadyl are steadfast companions in this task. I could ask for nothing more. Zamorak is...also here. Were this any other situation, I would never allow that murderous cur such power.
      • SELECT AN OPTION
        • Do you think Zamorak will betray you?
          • Player: Do you think Zamorak will betray you?
          • Saradomin: Given half a chance, yes. But he is no fool. Despite his bluster, Zamorak is all too aware that he will be destroyed with the rest of us if the Elder Gods' hatch. Aiding us is in his self interest. In that pursuit he is consistent, if nothing else. And with the anima I am gathering from these eggs... Let us say that if Zamorak tries anything, he will find me prepared.
          • (Shows the previous options.)
        • Are you sure you trust the others?
          • Player: Are you sure you trust the others?
          • Saradomin: Armadyl is much as he always was: noble, forthright, naïve. He is coming to a difficult realisation: that we gods will never truly work together for a common goal. Perhaps there is hope for him yet. Seren... Her wisdom equals my own, and her power is greater still. Her contribution to the war effort has been invaluable. We must depend on her if we are to survive this.
          • (Shows the previous options.)
        • (Back)
          • (Shows the initial options.)
    • That's all for now.
      • Player: That's all for now.

Talking to Seren[edit | edit source]

  • (First time:)
    • Seren: Stop there! World Guardian you may be, but you are still only human - and all too mortal. The energies the other gods and I are channelling are beyond your ken, and difficult even for us to control. So please - keep your distance. You are too valuable to lose. Was there something you needed?
    • (Continues below.)
  • (Afterwards:)
    • Seren: Yes?
    • (Continues below.)
  • SELECT AN OPTION
    • What's happening here?
      • Seren: These eggs hold the Elder Gods' progeny. My kin, in a way. My brother's reckless actions provoked their hatching, which - if allowed to continue - will mean the end of this world. We brought them here to prevent their discovery, but it was only too simple for their followers to track us down.
      • Seren: Now this position must be defended - paid for with the lives of our faithful - while the other gods and I sap the eggs of anima.
      • SELECT AN OPTION
        • That's how you're stopping the eggs hatching?
          • Player: That's how you're stopping the eggs hatching?
          • Seren: Yes. A crude means of suppression, but there is no other way. The quantity of anima is staggering, which is why only we four can withstand it. Many would kill for access to such power. Including some of those present here. It is fortunate, then, that we are bound by the necessity of survival, and all are gathered where I can observe them.
          • (Shows the previous options.)
        • What happens if the eggs hatch?
          • Player: What happens if the eggs hatch?
          • Seren: As I say, they are my kin. I know their nature only too well. They would make short work of Gielinor - reducing it to its component elements, then reshaping it according to their designs. There would be no malice. It is simply...what they do. I cannot imagine that this is what my brother intended. In his way, he wanted things to be better. And yet here we are, scrabbling to survive in his wake.
          • (Shows the previous options.)
        • (Back)
          • (Shows the initial options.)
    • You're working with the other gods?
      • Player: You're working with the other gods?
      • Seren: Gielinor stands on the precipice of destruction. It is a time to put aside old rivalries and work for a common good. I do not expect this to last, of course. But for now I will accept any aid that is forthcoming.
      • SELECT AN OPTION
        • How are Saradomin and Zamorak getting along?
          • Player: How are Saradomin and Zamorak getting along?
          • Seren: About as well as you'd expect. Zamorak is here solely for his own advancement, and spends his time taunting the rest of us. But the barks of a rabid dog are a small price to pay. We need him, and he serves his purpose well enough. Saradomin frustrates me. The very best intentions, shackled by imperiousness and pride. But this battle is forcing us all to think differently. Perhaps this is when Saradomin finally finds his way.
          • (Shows the previous options.)
        • What about Armadyl?
          • Player: What about Armadyl?
          • Seren: He grows ever more frustrated by the situation, but there is little he can do. A pity. In many ways, he is the best of us all. Had he Zamorak's drive, Saradomin's self-assuredness... Gielinor would be safe beneath Armadyl's wings.
          • (Shows the previous options.)
        • (Back)
          • (Shows the initial options.)
    • That's all for now.
      • Player: That's all for now.

Talking to Zamorak[edit | edit source]

  • (First time:)
    • Zamorak: Away, vermin! I can scarcely concentrate with humans skittering around my- Oh. It's you. What is it?
    • (Continues below.)
  • (Afterwards:)
    • Zamorak: What?
    • (Continues below.)
  • SELECT AN OPTION
    • What's happening here?
      • Zamorak: Azzanadra's gambit of teleporting the eggs from the Heart achieved little, except to drain what paltry power he had. Now, we're consigned to the ruins of Senntisten while the Elder Gods' lackeys nip at our heels. It could be worse, of course. The anima from these eggs has quite the kick.
      • SELECT AN OPTION
        • You've been here before?
          • Player: You've been here before?
          • Zamorak: Yes. Good old Senntisten. Stagnant odour, thick layer of dust, foreign armies battering at our gates... Nothing much has changed at all.
          • (Shows the previous options.)
        • What happens if the eggs hatch?
          • Player: What happens if the eggs hatch?
          • Zamorak: Now, isn't that just the question on everyone's lips? If we were to forgo this dreary practice, the eggs would - of course - hatch. Undeniably troublesome. At first, I thought it might be possible to simply slay the brats. But no. The power from these eggs is unlike anything I've ever encountered. It would be folly to face them head on.
          • Player: What about the other gods? Couldn't you fight the Elder Gods together?
          • Zamorak: Even if I could rely on their support, it would make no difference. Saradomin and Armadyl would be swept aside as if they were nothing. And they know it. Even Seren would fall. As much as I enjoy taunting her about Mah, she would have no chance against these monstrosities. It's not all bad, though. Sapping anima from these eggs is really quite invigorating. And there's amusement to be had in deciding whom to goad next.
          • (Shows the previous options.)
        • (Back)
          • (Shows the initial options.)
    • You're working with the other gods?
      • Player: You're working with the other gods?
      • Zamorak: Nauseating though it may be to spend time in Saradomin's presence, it is necessary. Armadyl and Seren aren't much better, but are at least significantly less pompous. With any luck this'll all be over soon, and we can get back to comfortably despising one another.
      • SELECT AN OPTION
        • What do you think about Armadyl?
          • Player: What do you think about Armadyl?
          • Zamorak: He manages to be both preening and sanctimonious. An exceptionally annoying mix. And driving him further into one of his self-indulgent mopes is only fun the first few times. Quite how he managed to kill Bandos still eludes me. The great brute was never terribly bright, I suppose, but still... When this is all over, perhaps I shall test Armadyl's strength myself.
          • (Shows the previous options.)
        • What about Seren?
          • Player: What about Seren?
          • Zamorak: The crystal lady's motives are anything but clear. She has all the semblance of nobility and self-sacrifice, but the look in her eye... I know it well. It's the look of one with nothing to lose.
          • (Shows the previous options.)
        • (Back)
          • (Shows the initial options.)
    • That's all for now.
      • Player: That's all for now.

Talking to others[edit | edit source]

Talking to Ariane[edit | edit source]

  • Player: Hello, Ariane.
  • Ariane: Oh, it's good to see you, Player. How are you feeling?
  • Player: We're on the edge of destruction.
  • (Before the release of Glacor Front:)
    • Ariane: The Nodon have breached from the north-west, led by Kerapac.
  • (After the release of Glacor Front:)
    • Ariane: Considering how long Senntisten has been lost to the ages. It has remained remarkably intact.

Talking to druid[edit | edit source]

  • Player: Perhaps I shouldn't disturb those contributing to the defensive line.

Talking to Wahisietel[edit | edit source]

Talk to option[edit | edit source]
  • Wahisietel: If you're looking for Azzanadra, he's out on the Glacor front doing something terribly important. He asked me to remain here and keep an eye on the gods. The other gods, I suppose I should say.
  • Select an option
    • Shadow pontifex ring.
      • Player: What else can I do with that ring you gave me?
      • Wahisietel: Perhaps there is some way of powering it up around here.
    • Goodbye.
      • Player: That's all for now.
Reclaim ring option[edit | edit source]
With the ring[edit | edit source]
  • Wahisietel: How is the power of the ring treating you?
  • Player: Good, thanks.
With the ring after charging the pontifex shadow ring with 1, 000 resonant anima of each type[edit | edit source]
  • Player: What else can I do with that ring you gave me?
  • Wahisietel: Perhaps there is some way of powering it up around here.
  • Player: I imbued the ring with essence I obtained from each of the factions... It feels different now.
  • Wahisietel: I feel it too. This essence feels similar to the lifeforce we've been draining out of the eggs. If you can bring me more essence, I can give you the power of this ring without the need to wear it.
  • (Without enough essence:)
    • Player: I don't have enough essence yet.
    • Wahisietel: That ought to do it. Use that power to keep attacking forces at bay. You've been a real champion to us so far, Player.
  • (With enough essence:)
    • Upgrade your Shadow Pontifex ring to a passive state?
      • Yes.
        • Your Shadow Pontifex ring will now work passively within the city of Senntisten.
        • (Continues below.)
      • No.
        • (Continues below.)
  • Wahisietel: That ought to do it. Use that power to keep attacking forces at bay. You've been a real champion to us so far, Player.
If the ring was lost and there is space in backpack[edit | edit source]
  • Player receives pontifex shadow ring.
  • Wahisietel: I believe you misplaced this, you should look after it this time.
If the ring was lost and there is no space in backpack[edit | edit source]
  • Wahisietel: I am holding on to your pontifex shadow ring, but you don't appear to have any space for it.
If the player has not created a pontifex shadow ring[edit | edit source]
  • Wahisietel: You should consider restoring a pontifex observation ring into its shadowy variant. At first, it will not appear much, but as our defence here grows, I suspect that such a ring shall prove most useful.
If the player has upgraded the ring to a passive ring[edit | edit source]
  • Player: Thank you for upgrading my ring!

Replay cutscene option[edit | edit source]

With the eggs[edit | edit source]

Between the releases of Glacor and Croesus Fronts[edit | edit source]

Between the releases of Croesus and TzekHaar Fronts[edit | edit source]

After the releases of TzekHaar Front[edit | edit source]

With Ariane (before the release of Glacor Front)[edit | edit source]

Overhead dialogue[edit | edit source]

  • (Each conversation was first made available upon reset, unless otherwise specified, and was only available until the next conversation was released. Each line of dialogue appears in chat in 9.6-second intervals like transcribed here in addition to being normal overhead messages. The conversation loops with a five-minute pause inbetween until the next conversation is available.)

26 July 2021[edit | edit source]

  • Armadyl: There! The egg is stable...for now.
  • Armadyl: W-What power...
  • Seren: Focus! Only we four have the strength to withstand this.
  • Seren: Should one of us fall...
  • Saradomin: How long must we drain the eggs' anima?
  • Seren: While the Elders' followers maintain their onslaught, we stand here.
  • Seren: Do not falter. Gielinor's fate is in our hands.
  • Zamorak: And all the Anima we can absorb. I could get used to this.
  • Armadyl: Don't get any ideas. The rest of us are doing the same.
  • Zamorak: And how long can you handle it, little bird?
  • Saradomin: Is this wise, Seren? Allowing him such power?
  • Seren: There are no others with the necessary endurance.
  • Armadyl: Azzanadra? He's a god now.
  • Saradomin: True. And he did teleport them here.
  • Zamorak: He is a new god. Clearly you've forgotten what that's like.
  • Zamorak: He could stand this for mere seconds before being incinerated.
  • Zamorak: While amusing, that would not serve our purposes.
  • Azzanadra: Gallingly, I am...forced to agree.
  • Seren: Zamorak is right. And we have more pressing concerns.
  • Saradomin: Yes... That confounded lizard is trying to bring the roof down.
  • Saradomin: With an Elder Artefact, no less.
  • Armadyl: The fool. He has no concept of the staff's power.
  • Armadyl: And his aim is dreadful. Clearly he hasn't noticed how it kicks when activated cold.
  • Zamorak: Mm. You do have to sort of lean into it if you're-
  • Saradomin: Enough!
  • Seren: This...is going to be a long battle.

2 August 2021[edit | edit source]

  • Saradomin: Gah. To be stuck here while the troops fight, bereft of my guidance...
  • Saradomin: I should never have relinquished control.
  • Seren: The commanders are more than competent, Saradomin. Trust them.
  • Seren: Any assistance you could render pales next to this.
  • Zamorak: Incredibly, I'm with Saradomin. Our efforts could be spent elsewhere.
  • Zamorak: Why not let the Elder Brats hatch, then kill them?
  • Zamorak: How hard could it be? Seren is here, after all.
  • Seren: Consider your next words carefully, Zamorak.
  • Saradomin: Yes. Spare us your venomous drivel.
  • Armadyl: Agreed. Focus on the task, and be silent.
  • Zamorak: Oho... You don't know, do you?
  • Zamorak: Tell them, Seren. No secrets here.
  • Seren: It is no secret. But I do not wish to speak of it.
  • Saradomin: What does he mean, Seren? Tell us.
  • Seren: I...
  • Seren: I slew Mah, on Freneskae. She was an Elder God.
  • Seren: She was also my mother.
  • Saradomin: You...slew an Elder God? I can scarcely believe it, but-
  • Seren: She was weak, and in great pain.
  • Armadyl: Lady Seren. To lose one's family in such a way...
  • Armadyl: No words will ease your burden. But I am sorry, nonetheless.
  • Seren: It was a mercy long overdue. I have no regrets.
  • Seren: 'How hard is it to kill an Elder God?' Isn't that what you asked, Zamorak?
  • Seren: Far harder than it would be to unmake you. Slowly, and feet first.
  • Zamorak: Hah! Should we survive... I'd like to see you try.
  • Seren: Dare to speak of mother again, and we shall see.
  • Saradomin: This may just end up being worthwhile after all.

9 August 2021[edit | edit source]

  • Saradomin: You seem weary, Armadyl.
  • Armadyl: Thank you, but I'm quite well.
  • Saradomin: I could channel some of that anima, ease your burden.
  • Zamorak: Oh, that is precious.
  • Zamorak: Saradomin helps the wounded bird...by helping himself.
  • Saradomin: Better that than send more power your way.
  • Zamorak: Ahh. Never fear, Armadyl. Saradomin has your back.
  • Zamorak: Just mind your wings.
  • Saradomin: You dare...
  • Armadyl: Silence!
  • Armadyl: Which of you two has slain a god in recent Ages?
  • Saradomin: ...
  • Zamorak: ...
  • Seren: He has a point.
  • Armadyl: I have all the strength I need. More, as it happens.
  • Armadyl: But I abhor grandstanding.
  • Armadyl: I do what must be done for Gielinor's people. At any cost.
  • Armadyl: If you could only put aside your clamouring for power...
  • Armadyl: Think what we gods could achieve.
  • Saradomin: I seek strength to aid my subjects, and wisdom to guide them.
  • Saradomin: But the way has not always been clear - even for me.
  • Saradomin: I have done things that I regret. But I strive to do better.
  • Saradomin: You are right, Armadyl. This task is bigger than us.
  • Saradomin: You shame us all.
  • Zamorak: The only shame here is affected sentiment.
  • Zamorak: I was there in the Third Age. We gods are all the same.
  • Seren: These events change everything.
  • Seren: Our actions in the battles to come will show who we truly are.

16 August 2021[edit | edit source]

  • Zamorak: I'm curious.... Did it hurt?
  • Seren: Are you talking to me?
  • Zamorak: When I thrust the staff through your dotard brother's heart.
  • Zamorak: Did you feel it?
  • Seren: Ah, the 'twin' question. A simple mind might well ask that.
  • Seren: Yes, I felt it when Zaros died. But not how you're hoping.
  • Seren: No falling to my knees. No clutching my chest. No agonised gasp.
  • Seren: Only unease. A sense that unstoppable events had been set in motion.
  • Zamorak: Indeed! Gielinor was forged anew in the God Wars.
  • Saradomin: Even you can't truly believe that.
  • Saradomin: How does burning a nation of innocents make anyone stronger?
  • Armadyl: You couldn't stand to lose, so millions died.
  • Armadyl: You are a blight upon this world.
  • Seren: It doesn't matter
  • Armadyl: W-What?
  • Seren: All three of you. Your principles, your ambitions, your crimes...
  • Seren: All are nothing next to Zaros's vision and will.
  • Zamorak: Funny. All I remember is a stagnant shell, rank with wasted potential.
  • Zamorak: Seems to me Zaros needed a push. Perhaps I did him a favour.
  • Seren: We are now seeing the result of my brother being 'pushed'.
  • Seren: If these eggs hatch, nothing any of us have done will matter.
  • Seren: There will be no subjects to guide. No justice. No adversity.
  • Seren: No life. Just perfect, awful, primordial stillness.
  • Armadyl: And yet, we stand. Despite everything, we are of a common purpose.
  • Saradomin: We will prevail.
  • Seren: Be ready, then. The true battle is yet to begin.

23 August 2021[edit | edit source]

  • Seren: I honestly never thought I'd see the day...
  • Saradomin: What is it, Lady Seren?
  • Seren: Elven reinforcements are beginning to arrive. And the reports I have heard have surprised me.
  • Seren: I hear of Iorwerth and Cadarn elves greeting one another. Sharing tales of home. Even...laughing.
  • Armadyl: Forgive me, but is that unusual? Do they not live together in Prifddinas?
  • Seren: Yes, but there has been conflict between them for generations.
  • Seren: There are those who remember too well the misdeeds of the old Iorwerth.
  • Seren: And those who long for the 'glorious' bygone days of war.
  • Armadyl: There is still tension between the clans, then?
  • Seren: Indeed. But at the prospect of this battle, all that seems to have dissipated.
  • Seren: Sad that it takes a world-ending threat to truly bring us together.
  • Zamorak: Mark my words - when this is over, your elves will be back at each other's throats.
  • Saradomin: Mm. Some rare mortals may look after one another; offset one another's foibles.
  • Saradomin: But they are also self-serving and weak. Inevitably, we must always intervene.
  • Armadyl: Must we?
  • Armadyl: We are but their basest instincts and greediest aspirations, writ large and given flesh.
  • Saradomin: We offer wisdom! Guidance! Protection!
  • Armadyl: We bring livery to divide communities. Dogma to justify murder. Power to lust after.
  • Armadyl: And worst? We do so despite our best efforts. Just by being what we are.
  • Zamorak: *cough*
  • Armadyl: Well, most of us do.
  • Saradomin: Did war become a thing of the past when we were in exile? I think not.
  • Saradomin: If left to their own devices, mortals would destroy one another - destroy themselves!
  • Armadyl: Mortals are far from perfect, it's true. But so are we.
  • Armadyl: The last thing they need is our 'guidance'.
  • Seren: I once knew another who thought as you do, Armadyl.
  • Saradomin: Yes. And look what that led to.
  • Saradomin: Guthix's reticence to intervene enabled the greatest loss of life ever seen on Gielinor.
  • Armadyl: Caused by a god! That one, right there!
  • Zamorak: Guilty. Don't pretend you wouldn't do something similar, if pushed.
  • Seren: One thing is certain. We cannot abandon Gielinor in its current state.
  • Seren: We gods must undo the damage we have wrought. If we survive, then we atone.
  • Seren: Until then, we allow the people any moments of light and warmth they can find.
  • Seren: Because it's about to become very dark. And very cold.

31 August 2021 (after the game update)[edit | edit source]

  • Zamorak: Hahaha! This is fantastic!
  • Zamorak: An Arch-Glacor, Saradomin! Here, on Gielinor!
  • Saradomin: No regard for the sacrifice of our troops. You disgust me.
  • Saradomin: If I'd not been watching you, I'd think you had something to do with it.
  • Zamorak: Alas, no. Don't think I haven't tried.
  • Zamorak: Arch-Glacors are impervious to pactbinding. And good luck capturing one by force.
  • Zamorak: No. An Arch-Glacor goes where it wishes to. And if it's here...
  • Armadyl: There can be no doubt that this is the hand of the Elders.
  • Armadyl: That monster makes the most powerful aviansie siege golems look like toys.
  • Seren: This battle is escalating too quickly.
  • Armadyl: All is not lost. Our defenders are stalwart. Our fortifications-
  • Seren: There must be a way. Something I can do to turn the tide.
  • Armadyl: Take heart, Lady Seren. We've a long way to go before-
  • Seren: No, I will not 'take heart'! And you will be silent so I can think.
  • Armadyl: ...
  • Saradomin: ...
  • Zamorak: *cough*
  • Seren: Something to say?
  • Zamorak: Only that Azzanadra's mages seem to be doing surprisingly well.
  • Zamorak: Their complex web of incantations makes the most of each one's strengths.
  • Zamorak: I'm torn between being impressed, and disappointed that none of them have yet keeled over.
  • Saradomin: It's a rare thing for me to agree with Zamorak. But he's right.
  • Saradomin: Their ingenuity and courage has exceeded every expectation.
  • Saradomin: Perhaps it is we who could stand to have a little faith.
  • Seren: ...
  • Seren: Very well, Armadyl. An optimistic outlook serves us well, if nothing else.
  • Seren: But we must not underestimate this threat, or how much we ask of our allies.
  • Armadyl: Of course. I know well the danger we face.
  • Seren: Yes. And now we must place our trust in the elves.
  • Seren: In Azzanadra, and the mages holding back the great beast.
  • Seren: In the World Guardian.

6 September 2021[edit | edit source]

  • Zamorak: Marvellous creatures, glacors.
  • Saradomin: Here we go.
  • Zamorak: Did you know they're not even native to Leng?
  • Zamorak: And the creature itself is only the core.
  • Saradomin: Yes, yes. Fascinating.
  • Zamorak: They began as motes of wild anima, hurtling through space like comets.
  • Zamorak: They came screaming through Leng's atmosphere, wreathed in fire.
  • Zamorak: They landed, then adapted to the cold - shrouding themselves in icy armour.
  • Armadyl: That's not... That can't be true, can it?
  • Saradomin: Where did you hear that nonsense?
  • Zamorak: I have it on good authority from a former subordinate.
  • Saradomin: So a demon told you.
  • Zamorak: Yes.
  • Saradomin: And you believed it?
  • Zamorak: He had no reason to lie to me. And great incentive not to.
  • Zamorak: And it's a fantastic story, no? A triumph of strength over adversity!
  • Saradomin: Give me enough luminite and a few flights of icyene grenadiers.
  • Saradomin: We'd see how strong that Arch-Glacor really is.
  • Zamorak: Now we really are into the realm of myth.
  • Armadyl: In their prime, the aviansie would also have made short work of that glacor.
  • Armadyl: But neither they nor the icyene are here.
  • Saradomin: So it's a fight on the ground. Far from ideal.
  • Saradomin: At least the mortals have some divine support.
  • Zamorak: Please. As a Mahjarrat, Azzanadra could barely be extricated from Zaros's robe pleats.
  • Zamorak: He may technically be a god, but he has all the divine strength of a damp towel.
  • Armadyl: Do not write him off so easily, Zamorak.
  • Seren: Indeed. He was once the most powerful of your kind, and his knowledge is vast.
  • Seren: Azzanadra may yet surprise us all.

13 September 2021[edit | edit source]

  • Armadyl: So who are the mages supporting Azzanadra?
  • Zamorak: Do we care? It's embarrassing that he needs any help at all, let alone from such weaklings.
  • Armadyl: To have a hope of suppressing the Arch-Glacor, they must be formidable.
  • Armadyl: I would know their names, that they might be commended when the battle is won.
  • Zamorak: Quite the assumption.
  • Zamorak: Well, two of them are Mahjarrat. A step up from the rest of the dross.
  • Zamorak: It was predictable that Akthanakos would creep out of the woodwork.
  • Zamorak: Azzanadra is a cheap substitute for Zaros, but a leech needs something to latch onto.
  • Zamorak: Then there's Enakhra. She, at least, always had some fire to her.
  • Zamorak: Honestly, though, the most interesting thing is how long she'll endure Akthanakos without killing him.
  • Armadyl: Ordinarily, I'd be less than thrilled to have either around. But their power is welcome here.
  • Saradomin: The humans both have something of a chequered past.
  • Saradomin: The seer, Ariane, was a prodigy of the Tower, but was ejected for seditious sentiment.
  • Zamorak: Yes, I heard. Incorrectly attributed to us, I believe.
  • Armadyl: I can't imagine you'd have done a lot to discourage it.
  • Saradomin: Her insight can be quite profound, however, and she has redeemed herself somewhat in recent years.
  • Zamorak: Really? Didn't she murder her friend?
  • Saradomin: I do not approve of Ariane's world view, nor some of her decisions. But on balance, she is a force for good.
  • Saradomin: It is more difficult to say the same of Charos.
  • Saradomin: In large part, this is due to his wide-ranging movements and range of identities.
  • Saradomin: But also his low moral fibre and deceitful, illusory magic.
  • Saradomin: Still, his duplicitous enchantments are undeniably effective against the Arch-Glacor.
  • Seren: Arianwyn Cadarn is a noble and wise leader, as well as a powerful mage.
  • Zamorak: I'm baffled. You seem to have left your most powerful mage at home.
  • Zamorak: What's the name of that maudlin elf king they dragged back to the world of the living... Baxtorian?
  • Seren: Baxtorian is of more use behind the frontlines as a strategist. Arianwyn is up to the task.
  • Seren: As leader of Clan Cadarn, he commands respect. He is both resourceful and loyal. And he loves this world.
  • Seren: There is nothing he will not do to protect Gielinor.
  • Armadyl: I have travelled far throughout the multiverse, and it is a rare thing to see...
  • Armadyl: Gielinor is full of chaos, strife and ruin. Yet sworn enemies will come together in its defence.
  • Armadyl: It is a place of natural glory and cultural achievement. But also tremendous desolation.
  • Armadyl: And yet... No one wants it to end.
  • Seren: The glacors would cover this world in ice. Render it uniform, and still.
  • Armadyl: Then they will have to go through us to do it. Through everyone.
  • Armadyl: The purest good, the most dire evil...and every shade of morality between.
  • Armadyl: Even for an army of icy monstrosities, that is quite the obstacle.
  • Seren: I, too, love this world - for its blemishes as much as its beauty.
  • Seren: So I hope you are right, Armadyl. More than anything else.

20 September 2021[edit | edit source]

  • Armadyl: The glacor onslaught continues, no longer escalates. The line is holding - if barely.
  • Armadyl: Assuming the enemy's resources are finite... perhaps the end of this ordeal is in sight.
  • Seren: Perhaps. But we must be wary of attacks on our vulnerable flanks.
  • Seren: That is why I have called auxiliaries from the Varrock and Lumbridge Guard to cover the east.
  • Saradomin: What?
  • Saradomin: When did this happen? Why was I not informed?
  • Seren: Time. Transporting troops here is a lengthy process. We could ill afford the debate.
  • Saradomin: Those troops are entirely unsuited for combat of this kind! King Roald would never-
  • Seren: King Roald does as I ask him, Saradomin.
  • Seren: And he was all too happy to do his part, as was every one of the troops.
  • Saradomin: You...
  • Seren: I assure you, Saradomin, I do not do this lightly. And the Graveyard has been quiet thus far.
  • Seren: The troops will simply hold the fortifications, and call for help should attack be imminent.
  • Zamorak: What has you worried enough to call hapless militia to their very-possible slaughter?
  • Saradomin: Yes, clearly you have insight into the Elders' movements the[sic] eludes the rest of us.
  • Seren: Sorry to disappoint you, but I know little more than you do.
  • Seren: True, I 'know' the Elders - as far as it is possible to know them.
  • Seren: I can speculate, based on my intuition. But that is all.
  • Zamorak: Well, speculate away! Don't keep us in suspense.
  • Seren: There's nothing.
  • Zamorak: Hah! The great and mighty Seren, everyone - scion of the Elder Gods.
  • Saradomin: Surely you have some idea of what is to come.
  • Armadyl: Even a hint...
  • Seren: You misunderstand.
  • Seren: Before, there were feelings, emotions, concepts... Vague, but there.
  • Seren: Now there is nothing. A void where there once was...well, something.
  • Saradomin: What does that mean, exactly?
  • Seren: I assure you, Saradomin, I would tell you if I knew.
  • Zamorak: Whatever it is, it will rue the day it faced our forces on the field.
  • Seren: The time may come when force of arms is not enough.
  • Seren: Prepare yourselves. Whatever comes next, it is like nothing we have faced before.

27 September 2021 (after the game update)[edit | edit source]

  • Saradomin: SEREN!
  • Seren: Keep your voice down.
  • Saradomin: My guardsmen lie dead and defiled - from following your orders. I will not be ignored!
  • Seren: Be silent! Have some respect.
  • Saradomin: What? You dare-
  • Seren: Your people have faced a true horror - without question, hesitation or fear.
  • Seren: The least you could do is honour their sacrifice with some dignity.
  • Saradomin: ...
  • Zamorak: Well, Seren, you've achieved what few others have in all the ages of this world.
  • Zamorak: You have rendered Saradomin speechless.
  • Saradomin: When... When this is over, there will be a trial.
  • Saradomin: You have failed in every conceivable way, Seren, and you will answer for your-
  • Armadyl: WE will answer, Saradomin. WE have failed.
  • Armadyl: Time and time again, we have allowed the mortal world to be torn apart by our conflicts.
  • Armadyl: We have manipulated their needs, fears and desires to garner their support.
  • Armadyl: We have suppressed their will with our mere presence.
  • Armadyl: Their lives are destroyed in our names, and we do nothing to prevent it.
  • Zamorak: You do them a discredit, Armadyl.
  • Zamorak: In my time, I have seen countless mortals marching to their futile deaths.
  • Zamorak: None here resemble[sic] those in the thrall of a high god. No glassy eyes. Very little drooling.
  • Zamorak: No... Rather, it's the set jaw and furrowed brow of those determined to protect the weak.
  • Zamorak: The mawkishness of it all turns my stomach. But I can't fault their resolve.
  • Armadyl: Stalwart though they are, the fact remains that our current circumstances are Zaros's doing.
  • Armadyl: This is the direct result of a god's entitlement and hubris. And which of us are innocent of that?
  • Seren: Self-castigate all you wish when this is over, Armadyl.
  • Seren: Right now, we are performing a task that only we can. If we are to protect mortals, this is how we do it.
  • Seren: You think me cold - that I feel nothing for the mortals' sacrifices. Nothing is farther from the truth.
  • Seren: I hesitated when Zaros entered the Monolith. Had I acted decisively...perhaps I could have stopped all of this.
  • Seren: So I will make decisions that must be made. And the burden will be mine to bear.

4 October 2021[edit | edit source]

  • Saradomin: Tell me something, Zamorak.
  • Zamorak: Your hairline is most unflattering without the crown.
  • Saradomin: Can't you hold your venomous tongue for even a moment?
  • Saradomin: What possessed the Empire to create something so dangerous as Croesus?
  • Saradomin: The finest magical and scientific minds of the Second Age called this city home. And nobody said anything?
  • Zamorak: I don't know.
  • Saradomin: You are a liar, and a petty one. Why keep this from us now?
  • Armadyl: You were Legatus Maximus. It is hard to believe that such information was kept secret from you.
  • Zamorak: What you don't realise is that the Empire largely ran itself.
  • Zamorak: Its administration was divided into three parts: military, church and intelligence.
  • Zamorak: Each was an unimaginably complex bureaucratic engine, set up to run autonomously and indefinitely.
  • Zamorak: And of course, none of them actually spoke to one another.
  • Saradomin: Impossible. It's inconceivable that a nation so vast could work that way.
  • Zamorak: Saradomin: god of order, and stating the bleeding obvious.
  • Zamorak: Yes, it was a great, creaking wreck just waiting to implode. Trust me - it didn't take much of a push.
  • Saradomin: So you had Gielinor's greatest minds, with every conceivable resource, all compelled to work tirelessly...
  • Armadyl: ...with no moral compass. And no ostensible goal, except 'how far can you go?'
  • Zamorak: Quite.
  • Seren: At the height of his power, it is all too believable that those would have been my brother's methods.
  • Armadyl: And that a sustainable outcome for his people was never a priority.
  • Armadyl: Did Zaros build the greatest Empire the world has ever seen...knowing that it would one day fall?
  • Seren: It's possible. To what end, even I cannot say.
  • Saradomin: This place is a festering wound. It is the blighted root of all that is wrong with the world.
  • Saradomin: Senntisten must burn. And it starts here.
  • Armadyl: But our people...
  • Saradomin: We withdraw as many as we can. Then set the whole graveyard to the torch.
  • Seren: If it were that easy, Saradomin, we would have done so already.
  • Zamorak: Gorvek is on the front, I believe.
  • Zamorak: He has fought Croesus before, and can wield flame with remarkable precision.
  • Saradomin: A mere spark within the dark and the damp. What good will one dragon do?
  • Zamorak: Remember the Fortress of Kelaran?
  • Saradomin: No...
  • Zamorak: Exactly.
  • Seren: Stand fast, Saradomin. Perhaps we need not reach for the pitch and tinder just yet.

11 October 2021[edit | edit source]

  • Armadyl: Mortals never cease to amaze me.
  • Zamorak: Really? Most mortal lives are drab, pathetic and short.
  • Zamorak: They have but a few years between their squalling births and their ignominious deaths. Typically, those are squandered.
  • Zamorak: And they're always so surprised when it's over. What did they expect?
  • Saradomin: Well! Morale must have soared when you were Legatus.
  • Zamorak: I encouraged my subordinates to aim high. An appealing conceit.
  • Zamorak: Folly for most, it's true. But it certainly separated the wheat from the chaff.
  • Armadyl: Fortunately, the mortals here need no such...inspiration.
  • Armadyl: In Croesus, we face a foe impervious to force of arms. So mortals have adapted.
  • Armadyl: They have found ways to fight back - woodcraft, fishing, hunting, mining...
  • Armadyl: Even those with no combat experience are fighting for Gielinor's future, as bravely as any hardened war veteran.
  • Saradomin: And fight they must. The battles with Kerapac and the Arch-Glacor rage on. There is no one else.
  • Saradomin: Necessity breeds ingenuity. But there should be no necessity at all.
  • Zamorak: This 'battle' leaves a sour taste in my mouth.
  • Zamorak: The strongest die while slack-jawed churls survive. It's a disgrace.
  • Seren: Croesus is but the beginning. Nature itself is being turned against those it once sustained.
  • Seren: Everyone is involved, like it or not.
  • Seren: Is that not the purest realisation of your ideology, Zamorak?
  • Seren: What greater adversary than a weaponised planet? What better pool of potential paragons than...well...everyone?
  • Zamorak: You've a talent for twisting a viewpoint to suit you. Sliske would have approved.
  • Saradomin: Then this is where we are. Pitting civilians against an abomination that Zaros himself could barely contain.
  • Saradomin: This cannot be. We are gods - divinities who have shaped cultures and history.
  • Saradomin: We dared to believe that we knew best. It's time we acted like it.

18 October 2021[edit | edit source]

  • Seren: We are at our limit. I am at a loss for how we would respond to a greater onslaught.
  • Armadyl: Have we sent envoys to every corner of the world?
  • Armadyl: Surely there are others who could come.
  • Seren: We have sent out word, as far and wide as we can.
  • Seren: Many have sent us contingents of troops, or supplies.
  • Seren: Many more have their own concerns. The release of Anathema has harmed crop harvests and caused unrest.
  • Seren: And there are those who deny that the threat exists - based in political grandstanding, fear, or both.
  • Seren: It is all too easy to ignore a world-ending threat when it is buried beneath the earth.
  • Seren: I have exerted what influence I can. Anyone who has not arrived by now is not coming at all.
  • Saradomin: The mortals have availed themselves well - exceeding every expectation. But enough is enough.
  • Saradomin: We must intervene. There is no other option.
  • Saradomin: Yes, there is a risk to leaving the eggs, but surely-
  • Zamorak: You're lying to yourself.
  • Zamorak: Look - no one would be happier to wade into battle than I would.
  • Zamorak: But we've been here long enough to know that's not an option. Seren was right from the off.
  • Armadyl: Despite our efforts, the eggs are gradually growing in strength.
  • Armadyl: At this time, draining them is still the only thing preventing our destruction.
  • Armadyl: Eventually, though, we must find another solution.
  • Saradomin: This impasse cannot continue. We cannot stay stuck here while the mortals die by attrition.
  • Zamorak: Then do not rely upon mortals.
  • Armadyl: What? You just said it yourself - we...
  • Armadyl: You...didn't mean us, did you?
  • Zamorak: The devastation among our ground forces is widespread. There is an ample supply of corpses.
  • Saradomin: No... No, I absolutely forbid it!
  • Zamorak: The time for sentiment is long past, Saradomin. We must do what is necessary if we are to survive.
  • Saradomin: At what cost? I will not subject my people to further-
  • Seren: Do it.
  • Saradomin: Seren... You cannot-
  • Seren: Our troops have given their lives to protect those they love.
  • Seren: Do you not think they would do so time and time again, were the choice theirs?
  • Saradomin: ...
  • Seren: Send word to your necromancers, Zamorak. Have them make their preparations.
  • Zamorak: It shall be done. I commend your wisdom, Lady Seren.
  • Armadyl: And what has the Crystal Goddess to fear, that she might resort to such...debasement?
  • Seren: The first servants of the Elders have so far been conspicuous in their absence.
  • Armadyl: The TokHaar? They are formidable, but we handled them well enough at the Monolith.
  • Seren: Ful was watching. She will send more than TokHaar this time.
  • Seren: Now I feel a disturbance - a thrumming, deep within Gielinor's core.
  • Seren: They are coming. And I don't know what else to do.

25 October 2021 (after the game update)[edit | edit source]

  • Zamorak: Where are the runners? We need more bodies on the front.
  • Zamorak: If I wait much longer, someone's getting strung up as an example. NOW!
  • Armadyl: What are you doing? The amount of Anathema they're being exposed to... They'll die, Zamorak!
  • Armadyl: Who will maintain your army then? If I can't appeal to your morality, how about your common sense?
  • Zamorak: All of my mortal necromancers must endure a week-long submersion in the Shadow Realm.
  • Zamorak: Those who emerge with their bodies and minds largely intact are permitted to enter my service.
  • Zamorak: Rest assured that my people are more than equipped for work of this nature.
  • Armadyl: Why... Why would anyone enter such a bargain? Endure such horror?
  • Zamorak: Those who come to me seek knowledge and power: for curiosity, for revenge, the return of a loved one...
  • Zamorak: They typically have little thought beyond that motivation.
  • Saradomin: You are a monster. A rabid dog.
  • Saradomin: When this is over, I will end your miserable life, and the world will be better for it.
  • Zamorak: Even now, you persist with your insipid whining and empty threats.
  • Zamorak: If not for me, this 'TzKal-Zuk' would already have kicked down the door and there would be no world!
  • Zamorak: I have saved your precious people, Saradomin. By doing what you lacked the backbone to do.
  • Seren: Don't congratulate yourself too much, Zamorak. The TzekHaar are adapting to your tactics.
  • Armadyl: Yes. We are fortunate that the Bandosians are here, keeping TzKal-Zuk's minions on the back foot.
  • Seren: I must admit, their arrival was a surprise to me.
  • Seren: Zarador was unable to unite the disparate Bandosian factions, so I had dismissed the possibility.
  • Seren: It seems this Graardor has managed to rally some to his cause. He may be one to watch.
  • Zamorak: As I hear it, Graardor is presently nursing an array of colourful bruises, whinging to anyone who'll listen.
  • Zamorak: If there's one thing to be said for the undead, its their merciful lack of complaining.
  • Seren: Well, we find ourselves in unexpected good fortune.
  • Seren: The costs have been grave. Do not think me unaware of that, Saradomin.
  • Seren: But we stand a chance, where once we stood none.

1 November 2021[edit | edit source]

  • Zamorak: So. TzKal-Zuk.
  • Zamorak: Presumably there is a reason I haven't heard of him before now.
  • Armadyl: He's been around since the God Wars. Perhaps you should have been paying more attention.
  • Zamorak: Do not patronise me, bird. I made it my business to know what was going on during that time.
  • Saradomin: I'll tell you.
  • Armadyl: Saradomin...
  • Saradomin: Peace. I see no reason to hide it now.
  • Saradomin: TzKal-Zuk emerged - unheralded - from a fissure in the Feldip Hills.
  • Saradomin: I first received word of him from the monks at Entrana, who began taking in refugees fleeing on ships.
  • Armadyl: TzKal-Zuk was a tremendous threat, with unknown potential and a clear propensity for chaos.
  • Armadyl: We had to neutralise him quickly and discreetly.
  • Armadyl: To ensure that you and he would not establish an alliance.
  • Zamorak: So all your noise and aggressive military offensives at that time...
  • Armadyl: A concerted military smokescreen, ensuring you were not aware of Zuk's emergence.
  • Zamorak: I remember now. Suddenly, I found myself facing your full forces. How did you also tackle Zuk?
  • Armadyl: We were also contending with Bandos at the time. Not the threat you were, but a thorn in our sides nonetheless.
  • Armadyl: Zuk emerged in Bandosian lands, from which Bandos found himself cut off by our forces.
  • Armadyl: We arranged a ceasefire. Allowed Bandos safe passage through Yanille if he agreed to face Zuk in battle.
  • Saradomin: Buoyed by the promise of a simple contest of strength - one he could understand - Bandos was easy to convince.
  • Saradomin: And for us? It was a win-win situation.
  • Saradomin: Either way, a foe had been dealt with, and another weakened.
  • Zamorak: So what happened? Don't keep me in suspense, now.
  • Saradomin: Our spies watched from a distance as the two giants clashed. Zuk matched Bandos for physical power, but Bandos was wilier.
  • Saradomin: The battle raged for days, until finally Bandos backed Zuk into a ravine.
  • Saradomin: With a taunt, Bandos provoked Zuk to charge recklessly. Parrying Zuk's blow, Bandos kicked him onto his back.
  • Saradomin: Then, at Bandos's command, hidden geomancers collapsed vast quantities of rock onto Zuk.
  • Armadyl: Though grievously wounded, Zuk laughed as Bandos dug him out. He boasted that he would return, and next time he would win.
  • Armadyl: So... Bandos dragged Zuk's broken body down, deep into the earth, all the way back to the kiln.
  • Armadyl: He used ensorcelled chains that continually constricted Zuk's limbs, crushing them as the kiln restored them.
  • Armadyl: Bandos's cruel laughter echoed through the caverns as he left his shattered foe there to languish - forever - in agony and defeat.
  • Seren: Had Bandos realised what the Elder Kiln truly was, he might have become something altogether more dangerous.
  • Seren: And that area was close to populous territories. What if they had joined forces and embarked upon a rampage?
  • Seren: I am appalled, honestly, that you would resort to such a reckless strategy.
  • Zamorak: I, on the other hand, am impressed - if surprised at your ruthlessness.
  • Zamorak: Perhaps you'll think twice before levelling accusations at me from now on.
  • Saradomin: I regret what happened to Zuk, and endangering the people of southern Kandarin.
  • Saradomin: But we calculated the risk, and took the best option we had. We did what had to be done.
  • Seren: ...
  • Seren: With that, I suppose...I have some sympathy.

8 November 2021[edit | edit source]

  • Saradomin: This has gone on long enough.
  • Saradomin: I can no longer watch while the ragged corpses of our fallen are thrown at the TzekHaar.
  • Saradomin: Time and time again, Mortals have sacrificed everything to save this world...
  • Saradomin: No. Their world.
  • Seren: The Elder Gods are as much a problem for mortals as they are for us.
  • Seren: Like it or not, we're all in this together.
  • Armadyl: In theory. In practice, the odds against the mortals are insurmountable.
  • Armadyl: They are endlessly brave and boundlessly defiant. Now, most of them are also dead,
  • Armadyl: And all we can offer is depraved magic to keep their bodies fighting while their souls have passed.
  • Armadyl: What good is saving the world if there's no one left to live in it?
  • Zamorak: We find ourselves in the worst of stalemates.
  • Zamorak: There is no profit to be had here. No potential for expansion or personal growth.
  • Zamorak: Worst of all? We are obliged to stay here, or face our doom.
  • Zamorak: I refuse to accept that this is our fate.
  • Saradomin: Indeed. It is time that we gods stood for Gielinor. To repair the damage we have done - at any cost.
  • Zamorak: Let's not get ahead of ourselves. Feel free to martyr yourself, Saradomin, but leave me out of it.
  • Armadyl: What we must do to end this may be costly. But it must be done.
  • Armadyl: I have a plan. At least the beginnings of one.
  • Armadyl: We lack the power to destroy the Elder God eggs, yes?
  • Seren: Yes. Even with our combined strength, we could not destroy even one.
  • Seren: Even if we could, we would be fully occupied with just one egg. The others would be free to hatch.
  • Armadyl: We might lack the power. But I know of those with all the strength needed.
  • Saradomin: What?
  • Zamorak: Okay, I'll bite. Who are these mysterious god-slaying friends of yours?
  • Armadyl: They are here. Right before us.
  • Zamorak: And immediately I regret asking.
  • Zamorak: Is your mind addled? What in the world are you blathering about?
  • Armadyl: The only things powerful enough to destroy the Elder Gods' eggs... are their siblings.
  • Armadyl: You've felt it. The divine energy coming from them is indescribable.
  • Armadyl: I, for one, am absorbing only a tiny proportion of the energy I am siphoning.
  • Armadyl: The rest I am continually deflecting and dissipating, lest it destroy me.
  • Zamorak: Yes. We've all been doing the same. Do get to the point, bird.
  • Armadyl: Moving as one, we could redirect the energy from each egg onto its neighbour.
  • Armadyl: The resulting loop would amplify itself to infinity...or until destruction of its conduits.
  • Saradomin: Could...that work?
  • Zamorak: The precision required would be ludicrous. The risks unfathomable.
  • Zamorak: I've also not heard a better idea.
  • Seren: No.
  • Saradomin: Lady Seren, I think the time has come to consider-
  • Seren: No, Saradomin. The risk in such a gambit is too great.
  • Seren: Armadyl, you said it yourself. If everyone is dead, what is the point?
  • Seren: And if we sacrifice our ideals for a slim chance at victory...we might as well be dead, even if we succeed.
  • Saradomin: Then what do you suggest?
  • Seren: I do not yet know. But I will not settle for less than a solution that saves everyone. That includes the eggs.
  • Zamorak: That is folly. A naive yarn.
  • Seren: Perhaps. But not one I am willing to give up on just yet.
  • Armadyl: For all our sakes, Seren, I hope you have something else in mind.
  • Armadyl: The eggs grow in strength. Soon...we will no longer be able to contain them.

15 November 2021[edit | edit source]

  • Zamorak: The necromancers have settled into a holding pattern.
  • Saradomin: The other fronts are holding too...for now
  • Armadyl: Logistical requirements are at sustainable levels. There are...fewer mouths to feed, which helps.
  • Armadyl: But our living troops grow weary. They can only stand to fight alongside the corpses of their comrades for so long.
  • Zamorak: So, Lady Seren - what fruits have your boundless wisdom borne so far?
  • Seren: Gielinor is the perfect world - or the nearest thing to it, in the Elder Gods' view.
  • Seren: As such, it is the ideal seed for their remaking of the Universe.
  • Saradomin: Then we send them away. As far as possible.
  • Seren: They can survive in even the most desolate void, and can cross planes of reality at will. They would find their way back.
  • Armadyl: Could we mask Gielinor from them somehow?
  • Seren: Even Guthix's Edicts would have had no effect on an Elder God.
  • Seren: There is no easy solution. I must think on it.
  • Seren: Please...do not think me complacent.
  • Seren: All of my power, my experience, and my knowledge of the Elders are committed to saving this world.
  • Zamorak: So far, I've been less than impressed.
  • Seren: There is a solution here. I...do not yet see it clearly. But I will find it.
  • Armadyl: For my part, I am willing to make any sacrifice.
  • Saradomin: Indeed. For this world...for its people...there is nothing I will not do.
  • Saradomin: We have had our differences, Seren. But I stand ready to support you in what we must do.
  • Zamorak: ...
  • Seren: Zamorak?
  • Zamorak: I will do what I must.
  • Seren: Thank you. All of you.
  • Seren: Regardless of what has gone before, it is our actions henceforth that will define us.
  • Seren: Be ready. When the time comes, I will need the support of all of you.

13 December 2021 (after the game update)[edit | edit source]

  • Seren: You are a most welcome sight, Icthlarin.
  • Saradomin: Where have you been? We could have used your support from the start.
  • Zamorak: Running from the fight with his tail tucked, no doubt.
  • Armadyl: Back off, both of you. He's here now, is he not?
  • Icthlarin: I was travelling the planes in search of allies. If I had known just how desperate the situation was I would have returned sooner.
  • Seren: Who did you find? When will they be here?
  • Icthlarin: No-one, Seren. Nobody will come.
  • Saradomin: What do you mean, nobody? There are a multitude of inhabited worlds! Didn't you tell them what we are fighting?
  • Icthlarin: Yes, I told them. That is why they will not come.
  • Icthlarin: Against such a threat, they wished to build their own defences, and keep their own people safe. They will not sacrifice their warriors for us.
  • Icthlarin: I understood their fears and let them be. I will never compel a world to fight a war against their will.
  • Icthlarin: It must be their free choice, or it is worth nothing.
  • Saradomin: Hm. We've seen that too, here on Gielinor. It is difficult for mortal minds to grasp the magnitude of the Elder Gods' threat.
  • Zamorak: So can you offer us anything beyond platitudes?
  • Icthlarin: Do you want my help or not?
  • Seren: Yes, Icthlarin, we do. Please, continue.
  • Icthlarin: I see you have resorted to necromancy. In any other situation I would condemn it. As it stands...I can offer an alternative.
  • Armadyl: Anything that can replace this horror is welcome.
  • Icthlarin: My family once held a power that could temporarily restore willing souls to life, as a last resort.
  • Icthlarin: My demigod brother, Het, used it in the form of an amulet.
  • Icthlarin: He gave it up and allowed it to be forgotten many centuries ago. The potential for its misuse was too great.
  • Icthlarin: Normally I would respect Het's wishes and defer to his wisdom. But given the circumstances...
  • Icthlarin: If you truly wish to resurrect the dead and give them another chance to fight, then this could provide a better path.
  • Saradomin: A path that does not rely on mortal necromancers... That would certainly ease some of my fears.
  • Seren: Where is it?
  • Icthlarin: Deeply hidden near Al Kharid, in Het's shrine. Mortals call the area the Duel Arena.
  • Seren: Recover it for us.
  • Icthlarin: Please understand... It was sealed away and forgotten for good reason. I don't know if it'll be safe to unleash on this particular battlefield.
  • Icthlarin: I will locate the relic for you. But I would prefer that it remain in my power, until I can determine if it can be of use.
  • Seren: Very well. Your terms are fair, and I accept them. Now please, find it for us - and hurry.
  • Armadyl: Are you sure, Lady Seren? Can we trust such unknown magic?
  • Seren: We need it, Armadyl. If we don't find a way to make this fight sustainable with what we have, it will consume the life above.
  • Seren: And then the Elders will have won.

4 January 2022 (after the game update)[edit | edit source]

  • Armadyl: They're getting stronger.
  • Seren: Yes. I feel it too. Take as much of the anima as you can.
  • Saradomin: Maintain your resolve, for all our sakes.
  • Zamorak: We can't keep this up forever. What are we going to do?
  • Armadyl: What do you mean?
  • Zamorak: Do I really need to spell it out for you? We've not fixed anything.
  • Zamorak: The eggs grow in strength. The fronts advance. We raise our dead to fight. We wait, and we hold, if only barely.
  • Zamorak: Nobody's admitted it but we all know we're close to the limit of what we can siphon off these eggs.
  • Zamorak: We've reached an impasse, but it will break. Probably sooner than we think and in our enemy's favour. So what is the plan?
  • Seren: I've... considered it.
  • Zamorak: And?
  • Seren: It is best that we wait for now. The fronts are holding.
  • Seren: Once Icthlarin returns with his relic, we can bring back more of the dead. They will reinforce our defences.
  • Zamorak: And when the undead fall?
  • Saradomin: I presume they can be raised again.
  • Armadyl: Do we have anything more than a presumption there?
  • Armadyl: Forgive my scepticism, but I don't think we should be pinning our hopes on some ancient, untested magic.
  • Armadyl: Not even Icthlarin knows if it's safe to use! We shouldn't be adding more danger to the field.
  • Saradomin: Hold your nerve, Armadyl. At best, it could give us new legions, far harder to kill than mortal soldiers.
  • Saradomin: At worst, we can decide not to use it, and nobody will come to harm because of it.
  • Seren: Focus on what we can do for now. That is the best use of your power.
  • Armadyl: I suppose.
  • Seren: Trust me. I won't let anything happen to you.

After completion of Eye of Het II[edit | edit source]

  • (There is no longer any overhead dialogue after completion of the mini-quest.)