Chapter 9: Rebirth of the Silver Chaos

"Have you seen Kaeryd?" Enterran asked Tysan.

"No, he's at Rimmington," Tysan answered while handing a worker a large beam of wood.

They warriors were currently in Falador. Well, not exactly Falador…yet. The city was under construction. After Zarin's defeat at Crandor, the former guild had returned to Falador. The people of Asgarnia had already resettled when the party reached their home. People bustled about the buzzing construction area reconstructing houses and inns. The process was barely crawling along, but when Kaeryd and the others arrived, the production nearly doubled. It was early in the day and the sun was shining brightly upon the working people when these two young fighters met to talk.

"What? Why is he there? It's…gone," Enterran questioned haltingly.

"Yeah, that's what I thought too," Tysan gave a minute shrug.

"Well, I hear the castle has almost been completely rebuilt and King Enterran wishes to have the ceremony soon," Enterran explained.

"I'm sure he'll be back by then," Tysan reassured his friend.

"He better be," Enterran said and left.

Hale sat on the ground, a small ways away from Falador's main gate. Kaeryd and the others had set camp there. Hale was thinking, arms folded. Thinking about what would happen now that Zarin was defeated. Now that the Silver Chaos was broken. And thinking about where Jasmine was…if she were even alive. He felt completely lost…

Atop a giant oak tree sat Auranus, legs crossed. The arrow-wielding warrior gazed far away, into Ice Mountain that lay several miles north of Falador. His mind raced over what had happened the previous days. It had all just happened so fast, he thought forlornly.

Eclipse sat at a small wooden table in the Falador Inn. Looking out the window, he had to raise a hand to block the blinding sun from sensitive morning eyes. He had never really gotten to know Jasmine well, but still he felt a feeling of loss deep in his gut.

Aghamand stood leaning his back against a tree. As he gazed about his surroundings, seeing only mundane forest. Even though the woodland was small and relatively close to civilization, the people feared to tread near it. Aghamand, however, was not afraid. The friends and he were long-time friends, and both communicated constantly. Thus, with the whispers of the forest aroung him, Aghamand contemplated on what do with his life. The guild was over, and he no longer had a goal.

Zac and Dysann rested on a bench drinking water out of a small gourd. They had just finished sparring and stop to recline on the bench, each deep in his own thoughts. They too, felt like they no longer had purpose.

At the day of the royal ceremony, all the people who had returned to their beloved city gathered into a prodigiously congested crowd in front of the newly restored White Knight's Castle. Among that crowd stood the former guild members of the Silver Chaos. The people of Asgarnia chatted, full of mirth and excitement over their new city. The ex-guild members, though, were feeling the exact opposite.

Food and drink were present in copious amounts at the festival.

Conversations and jovial eating abound until the King stood from his raised throne. King Enterran spread his arms wide, the sun gleamed on his golden crown. At once, the crowd fell silent.

"People of Falador! Hear me! The castle has now been restored to its original glory," The King vocalized in a deep thunderous voice, "I come before you today to tell you, that what drove us away from our beloved city before, has been eradicated…and all thanks to these brave fighters," King Enterran gestured toward a few individuals amongst the audience. In unison, those individuals came forth.

"Also I would like to thank the leader of the group," Enterran bowed solemnly and gestured to his left, where a young boy stood leaning against a pillar, face flat and emotionless. The King stepped down from the raised platform and took a seat on a small chair to the right. Slowly Kaeryd stepped up on the elevated stage. And then, little by little, he spoke.

"People of Asgarnia. My name is Kaeryd. I want all of you to know…that my guild and I…will always protect you," Kaeryd said with a twitch of a smile.

Hale jerked up suddenly and met Kaeryd's eyes. No joke. Kaeryd had really said it. His determined eyes conveyed it all. Hale spun around and beamed at Enterran, who indeed, had heard the proclamation, too.

Kaeryd went on, voice growing stronger and more proudly as he continued, "I want all of you to know that The Silver Chaos will always work to keep Asgarnia safe and peaceful. I want you to know…that The Silver Chaos will defend…no matter what…cost. May all the people of Runescape know, that on this day, The Silver Chaos has been reborn. May all know the strength, courage, and might of The Silver Chaos."

Cheers erupted on all sides. Kaeryd smiled, as did all the others of the recently formed guild. Hale, Enterran, Tysan, Auranus, Zac, Aghamand, Sonic, and Dysann all joined in the roaring applause. Kaeryd bowed and handed over the spotlight to Enterran. The kind spoke a closing and the crowd, once again, stuffed their faces, pausing to switch their chatter to that of the reborn Guild.

Kaeryd, in the meantime, left the ceremony, walking to the backside of the castle. Kaeryd felt his emotions quickly rise to higher spirits. Kaeryd had never been this jovial in his life and he wanted to always feel this way. In the last few days, his mind had endured extremely strenuous events. Nevertheless, he looked forward to the future…to what adventures lay ahead. For now though, he would rest. Rest and be…happy, until his heart regained content.

The young warrior leaped onto a small house and plopped down on its roof. Turning his gaze up to the calm blue sky, he happily watched the clouds flow gracefully by. Right before he fell asleep under the warm rays of the sun, Kaeryd murmured under his breath, "We did it Jas…we won."