The four of them had a little way to go before they arrived to the Makeover Mage's house. The sheep were once again stalking them and Fruma and Stan got scared. Before long, they had arrived. Brillow entered first followed by, Lysander, Stan and Fruma. Fruma closed the door behind them. Inside, the fire place had a fire in it, but the room was empty except for the furniture. "We're here for a makeover, Makeover Mage," cried Stan, but there was no response.
Fruma fell to her knees and started to cry, "It's no use, I will never be beautiful and I will be the ugliest creature to ever set foot in Runescape." Lysander put a hand on her shoulder. "I am even uglier than the goblins."
"Oh, I don't know about that," said Brillow. And for the first time, he got a good look of Fruma. She wasn't that bad looking. Her hair was blonde and curly and she was tall and thin. Her age was about 30. "Come on, it is obvious he or she isn't here. We must go before it gets to dark."
Fruma looked up and said, "Ya, its no use just moping around." She got up and was the first one to leave. When they were all out, the sun was finishing its decent into the horizon. Stan started babbling on how they were going to be eaten by wolves if they didn't get back to the village soon.
"First, they will go for our throats and then—," Stan was interrupted by Brillow.
"Stan, shut up," he said. The others agreed with Brillow but Stan still went on, until a sheep tackled him into a tree. He went out like a light. "Oh great, now we have to carry him."
"We could just leave him here," suggested Fruma. Brillow and Lysander thought long and hard about the decision.
After a while, Lysander pulled some rope out of his pocket and caught a sheep. He tied the rope around the sheep's neck and then place Stan's body over the sheep. "We will make the sheep carry him," he said. He pulled on the rope and the sheep started walking along side of Lysander.
After a while, none of the people could see where they were going, because it had gotten dark and the trees shielded them from the moon's light, so the sheep guided them back to the village. When they emerged from the village, it was lit up with gas lanterns. Fruma invited them to stay with her for the night, except for the sheep which Lysander freed. Lysander carried Stan to the kitchen where he tried to wake him up. Fruma went up stairs and Brillow helped wake up Stan.
Brillow dabbed a wet cloth on Stan's forehead. Stan had acquired a rather large bump from the accident. While Brillow dabbed, he heard Fruma move a large, heavy object around upstairs. He went to investigate. He walked up the stairs and went into Fruma's room. She was rummaging through a trunk and pulled out some runes. "You're a magician?" he began to say, but Fruma ignored him.
"See him walking out of the shop?" she pointed out. A man was walking with his arms full of groceries. Brillow nodded. Then she pointed to a house in the opposite corner of the village square. "That's his house."
That's the—," but Brillow was once again ignored by Fruma. She clapped the runes together and a large ball of fire shot from her hands to the house. "What are you doing!" he cried as the man's house blew up, catching the neighboring house on fire too.
"Revenge," she said. She went to the trunk and dug through it again. She pulled out more runes and went over to the window. She clapped them together and a ball of dirt shot from her hands towards her ex-boyfriend. He was running towards his house when he was mowed down by the large chunk of earth that was just fired towards him. Upon impact he flew into a building, four feet away.
"You can't do that!" Brillow cried. He watched in horror as more and more of the village started to be eaten away by the flames. Nobody could do anything. A few people were crowded around her ex-boyfriend. And a few witnesses were pointing towards Fruma's house.
"Come on," she said, "we have to flee the city." She started packing her clothes and some valuables. "I hope you don't have much. We will also need that sheep Lysander freed."
"Who is this we you talk about? You blew the village up," stated Brillow. He looked out the window and saw that the fire had already engulfed half the city and spreading fast.
"Yes, but you are also in this house," she said. "Which makes you guilty by association." She grabbed his hand and ran down the stair. Stan had woken up. "Good, you're awake. We need to leave."
"What happened?" asked Lysander. "Half the village is in flames." Fruma didn't answer the questions but instead left the house through the back door. The rest had no choice but to follow.
They walked away from the burning village. On the outskirts, was a herd of sheep which Fruma mounted. "Get on," she said. They got on their own sheep and Fruma's started to gallop away. They weren't fat, but Brillow was amazed that the sheep could carry their weight. When they were far enough away, Brillow looked back and Rimmington was nothing more but a big light in the middle of no where. "We have to make camp here for the night," said Fruma. He got off her sheep. They were in a lightly wooded area, and from where they were, they could see a shining white wall to the north. Brillow, Lysander, and Stan got off and gathered a pile a leaves as a bed. And they slept, although all except Fruma found it hard to sleep after what just took place. They blew up a village, rode sheep as transportation, and now were sleeping in the middle of no where, Brillow couldn't wait for this to be over.
