CHAPTER THREE
A Welcoming Feast

Chris finally made it Varrock. The villagers stared at his tattered armor and his broken body. The palace was up ahead.
When he got inside there was a banquet table with lots of food. All of the kings of the land controlled by Guthix sat around the table.
"What's going on?" asked Chris.
"Ah, you finally arrived, Chris." The king joyfully cried, "One of the troops that fled from the battle told me about you, and what happened to the general. We talked and we decided to make you General of this army."
Chris felt a smile tugging at his lips. Pride seemed to flow through his veins as the king spoke those words, words he longed to hear.
"I ACCEPT!" He happily exclaimed.
"Wonderful, please join me and the other kings at this delightful feast!" He roared joyously.
They then proceeded to discuss the war over the delicious feast, set by the servants.