The hooded man sat around the fire, roasting a nice, fresh chunk of beef. His companions sat beside him, ripping huge bites of meat from a chicken which had just been cooked. These three men weren't just poor adventurers, trying to warm themselves around a fire. These men were outlaws. All three had been great friends for years, but one day, after a terrible battle, they became poor best friends. Robbing the Bank of Ardougne wasn't the best choice they had made, but they had enough money to survive. If they did survive, that was.

They were the most wanted in Gielinor (a.k.a Runescape), more wanted than even the Terror Twins of Taverly - and they were bad, really bad. The hardest part of being wanted was everybody knew your face. Even the poor tramps knew the most wanted, because everyday there would be some form of message going around Gielinor, spreading the news. Today, it just happened to be the Mysterious Old Man. Only Saradomin knows why the Mysterious Old Man would be meddling in Runescape affairs. It didn't matter, really.

"This meat is better than usual." The person speaking was Avali, the most physically strongest of the group. Level 86 in Combat, specialising in Strength, Avali wasn't anything to be messed with. He was also the cook of the group, and he had some very delicate tastebuds.

"Well, we don't know, as we are eating chicken. But, it still poses a question." Khela, the smart-ass mage. Level 83 in Magic, and 72 in Combat, Khela wasn't a pushover. His Ancient Magic could freeze as well as attack, it could conceal him and his companions and could even drain his opponent's health. Khela could destroy an opponent without being touched.

"Khela, you oblivious idiot. Meat isn't just beef, it's chicken as well. Your getting dumber by the day..." Finally, Reupex, the mouthy archer. Reupex was never afraid of anybody, no matter if they were twice as strong as him. His opinion was as important as his life. Level 79 in Range, 67 in Combat. His eye was as accurate as an eagle, and his arrows hand crafted; never bought.

"The oblivious idiot is me, is it? I'm smarter than you could ever wish to be at any age, Reup." It wasn't unusual for these two to be arguing. With such different personalities, it was easier to have a difference of opinion.

"Ha. Whatever you say, Khel, but you know it's not true." Even as he said this, Reupex knew it was true. He wasn't very smart, but even if he was he would not be as near as smart as Khela.

"Will you two shut up? I'm sick of your arguing. We have to be a team if we're going to survive." Avali was considered the leader throughout the group. He cxalmed down the arguments, backed up his friends and was loyal and trustful.

"Avali, you know that even if we do survive, we shall be on the run for life. We're never going to be free, never. Not unless we can pull something out of the bag." Avali was about to argue, to make his team mates feel better, but he knew he couldn't win this argument which came up again and again. As top of the most wanted list, they weren't going to be free any time soon, if at all.

"Well, we should all just-..." Avali was interrupted by the sound of about three dozen pairs of feet, stamping across the ground. They thought they were well hidden, in this 'forest', but it was obvious these people were coming for them. That was when they could see who it was. Three dozen security guards, all ready for fighting. They didn't have the usual uniform for popping up and telling new players to have a security book, they were dressed in sets of full rune, wielding Dragon Scimitars as their weapons.

"Oh, great... Looks like we have ourselves a treat. Thirty six well equipped security guards, coming at us." Reupex grabbed his magic shortbow, slotting in a Rune Arrow. Aiming at the approaching security guards, and about to shoot. Avali then stole the arrow from it's position, dropping it back in Reupex's quiver.

"It isn't the time to fight, Reup. We don't stand a chance, we have to run." With that, they grabbed their stuff and ran. Khela quickly casted a Water Strike spell to put the fire out, and with a Telekenetic Grab the ashes were safely in his sack, hidden from the guards. Luckily, the three companions had a lot of skill towards running. They had done it so many times, for long distances, that it was easy for them. Khela didn't usually teleport, as when they landed in the most popular spot of a busy town, they were spotted in the click of some fingers.

They ran as fast as they could, towards Catherby. What could be worse than 36 strong security guards in the peaceful town of Catherby? As they ran into Catherby, the security guards close on their trail, they saw a dozen security guards, same as the other ones, crossing White Wolf Mountain. That ment they were trapped.

"Great... Trapped... Get us out of here, Khela!" Khela nodded, grabbing some runes and teleporting to the safest place they had - Khela's house. Making sure he had grabbed the other two so that the teleportation would affect them as well. Then three beams of light came down, engulfing the three companions, taking them to Khela's house.

Of course, a house wasn't totally safe from security guards - in fact, most non-player characters (NPCs) could do anything. These people included security guards, and anything killable outside the Wilderness. Security guards just had to fight off some guards and they were in. Boom.

Khela's house was guarded by ten, vicious Black Dragons. It wasn't easy getting past them. But, forty eight security guards might just get past. It might not be easy winning this small battle against the security guards, but the outlaws were going to do it, no matter what.

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~ Jay Snowfull