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Here is the edited version of chapter 4. Although I've tried my best to remove mistakes, some may remain. If you spot anything I missed please tell me so.

Disclaimer: I do not own Jagex, RuneScape, or any of the RuneScape characters. All I own is the plot of this fanfiction and some of the characters in the story. I am not making a financial profit from this story.

Chapter 4: The Quest Master

The sun was setting, and the sky was a roaring orange and pink colour, with a dash of black. I looked up at the sunset and thought about the beauty of the world around me.

I was walking down the stone path that led to the quest master's house, determined that I would finish Tutorial Island successfully. I carried on until I reached a small house made of stone bricks, a bit bigger than the RuneScape guide's house, but a bit smaller than Lev's house. I knocked on the door, and a loud "Hello, who's there?" sounded through the house. I opened the door nervously. I was in a large room. It was the quest master's living room, I guessed.

The room was large; with polished wooden floorboards that were so shiny I could see my face in them, it was definitely a grand house. There was a rug that looked like it was made out of bear fur in front of a roaring fireplace. There were clay ornaments on the wooden shelves, some were shaped like the quest master himself, some were shaped like some of the monsters he had killed (for example, large horned demons, black unicorns made out of special black clay, and a few others that I didn't know what they were). There was a large sofa in front of the rug, and there was a door leading into what I thought was a kitchen. There were two ladders in the room. One led upstairs, and one led into a very dark-looking cellar. A man in the corner of the room coughed. I yelped with fright, and turned to run out of the house. I decided against it after a moment's consideration.

He had a messy black mop of hair, and wore dashing red clothes with yellow stripes. And, just like the other guides, he wore a yellow cape, and had a large backpack on his back. He was reading a book labelled 'The amazing life of Zezima', when he looked up and saw me.

"Hi, I am the quest master, and you must be Mainiac97!" the quest master said cheerfully. I looked up at his grandfather clock on the wall, and gasped. It was half past eight in the night! The quest master must have seen me looking at the clock, because then he offered to let me stay in his house. He decided he would give me the basics of quests in the morning. I went upstairs, and the quest master had prepared a bed for me. I was so tired the moment my head hit the pillow I fell straight asleep.

When I woke up a wave of sunshine hit me from the open window. I sighed, sat up, and rubbed my eyes. I felt a small breeze and the sound of the birds singing. Then I remembered what happened yesterday, and stood up excitedly. I practically ran downstairs, where the quest master was waiting. He smiled at me, and handed me a loaf of bread with a wedge of cooked meat inside, and my bag.

"Well good morning sunshine, I made you breakfast," he said to me kindly. I ate the meat sandwich, and sat down to listen to him explain about quests.

"Well, let's face it, everyone has problems. That is mainly what a quest is. Lots of people will need chores done for them, and you will be the perfect person to help them. It might involve killing something. It might involve getting a particular item for someone. It might involve delivering something to someone. It might be possibly anything.

"Another thing about quests, sometimes you will have to do something to do something else. Some quests are completely consisted of wild goose chases.

"Sometimes it might be very difficult to do the quest, but it might be worth it too. You will get a reward every time you do a quest for someone, for example, money, or gems, or permission to do something, or experience on a particular stat, and you will always get an amount of quest points for what you will do. Quest points are points you earn for doing different quests, and the more points you get, the more rewards you will earn. I will start you off with one quest point, and I am entitled to give each and every new player this." The quest master handed me a thick leather-bound book, with the picture of a large blue gem on the front, which I found out was the mark of a quest. And also on the front, in orange leather words, it said 'quest journal' and underneath that it said my amount of quest points, which was 1 at the moment.

"Thank you," I said gratefully. He smiled back at me.

"Right, you've learnt the basics of questing, so go on down to tutorial dungeon. And don't worry," he said, looking at my panic-stricken face, "It is nothing. There are no monsters in it, except for the rat pit that will be needed to learn about combat, even though it looks dark and dangerous. Trust me, I have been to the depths of the wilderness and back again, I would know the meaning of danger." I looked at him blankly, wondering still what this wilderness thing was. I began to panic. The quest master told me it was safe, but I still wasn't convinced. I decided to get over my fear, and to enter the dark, dismal dungeon, wondering about what kinds of horrors might be lurking in there.

I hope you liked that! This chapter gets the record of 'shortest chapter yet'!

This chapter was re-uploaded at the same time of the uploading of chapter 77.

I do not own Zezima, never have, never will. If you happen to be reading this, Zezima, sorry man, I'll remove your name if you wish.

Next time: "People were crowding around the rocks, banging pickaxes against them."

Until next time, toodles!