Chapter 12:

Scene… 24?

AKA: A Vital Clue…And Some Technical Problems

Meanwhile, not more than two swallows' flights after a Lumbridge Teleport away, Arthur and Bedivere had uncovered a vital clue at the village of Draynor!

That's two unladen swallows' flights away of course. I mean, of course it was more then two LADEN swallows' flights. I mean, if the first were walking, the second one….GAAAGH!! *gets swarmed by ninja monkeys shouting "Get on with it! Get on with it!"*

*We apologize for the inconvenience caused by our noobish narrator. He has now been execu- er, been sacked. Please stand-by while we draft a new narrator.*

*Moments later*

Okay, so all I need to do is read this script, right? Okay, no adlib, got it. Ahem!

Within a house across the street from a (so-called) recently robbed bank, King Arthur and Bedivere sit in meeting with a strange- yet presumably very wise- old man.

"Old man," pleaded King Arthur, "Were does this mage live?"

"He knows of a cave," the old man cackled madly, "A cave which no one has ever entered. And beyond that, a bridge which no man has ever crossed!"

"Yes, you've already told us that, but where does this mage live?"

"Seek ye," the old man said suddenly, "The Bridge of Death!"

"The Bridge of Death?" asked Arthur.

Suddenly, a bell rang.

"What was that?"

"It means that your time is up," the old man cackled gleefully. "Have a nice day!"

"But we've already spent all our gold trying to plumb you for information, you old prune! You can't just call it quits on us after only two minutes!"

"Well if you can't pay any more," the old man sniffed indignantly, pushing his party hat higher up on his head, "Then good day to you!"

Without warning, the old man raised his hands and muttered a string of strange words. Purple energy flowed from his palms and swirled around Arthur, Bedivere, and their servants, and in a flash they were gone!

To Be Continued…

Wait? That was it? There was hardly anything in this chapter! What's wrong with y-

*Suddenly, the new narrator was attacked by a swarm of killer bees*

Killer bees? What are you talking about? Bees don't just randomly swarm peop- OW! HEY, STOP THAT! OW! STOP! MAKE IT STOP! GAAAAHHH!!!

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