A semi-private conversation

[myriadbeautiful]

The barrier protecting Gielinor calls out to Yrael, the Bright Shiner "Stop! Please, do not step onto this world. I beg you."

The threshold of the front door widens greatly and then becomes a black void. Only Yrael and Guthix, Gielinor's self-appointed protector, are present in the void.

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[mogget_cat]

Yrael is a bright shape in the void, glowing faintly blue-white.

"I have business here," he replies evenly, watching Guthix with more curiosity than concern. "Why should I stay out?"

[myriadbeautiful]

"The people of this world deserve to be free of the influece of gods," pleads Guthix. "I have been keeping the gods that would destroy this land and enslave its people for milennia now, but I am afraid I wouldn't be able to stop you. But please, reconsider your actions. What is your business here?"

Guthix once was a mortal who saw his own world destroyed by the war gods waged against eachother but only became a god himself by a tragic accident. Through many millenia he gathered enough power to himself to make sure nothing like that ever happened to the blue and green jewel of a world he finally settled on.

His power is far, far greater than Amascut's but he is no co-creator of the universe. But he fears for the world and not for himself.

[mogget_cat]

"You have no reason to fear for your world," Yrael replies, nodding once. "My business is to help a friend of mine end a battle - a city besieged - and then I shall return to my home. Perhaps I will sample the local foods before I do, but my stay in this world will be brief, all the same. The land is in no danger of destruction from me, and I have no use for slaves."

[myriadbeautiful]

"You call Amascut a friend?" he asks, worried. "She is one who would destroy this world on purpose, rather than on accident as a consequence of her avarice, if she had the power. But you do. If your intentions are what you say they are, be wary of her."

"There are four others like you, sleeping on this world under mountains. I wouldn't be able to protect this world against them either, if they awoke with ill intentions. Please take care not to wake them or to be tricked into doing so by Amascut," he asks, earnestly.

[mogget_cat]

"Don't misunderstand me," Yrael says, grinning a bit. "I don't care what happens to your world. I have offered aid to someone whose company I enjoy. Her purposes for this world beyond those of today are not my concern."

Yrael has very clearly-delineated priorities.

"As for those sleeping under mountains, I very much doubt they are like me. However, I will endeavor not to awaken them. Since you asked nicely."

[myriadbeautiful]

Guthix sighs.

"She was truthful about the city you are headed into being under seige, and she does have a fierce dislike for the undead and those that raise them."

The void lightens, then the wide threshold of the door reappears and contracts.

"Thank you, at least, for stopping to listen."

Varrock, and Gielinor, wait on the other side of the threshold.