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This transcript involves dialogue with Akthanakos, Azzanadra, Bilrach, Enakhra, General Khazard, Hazeel, Kharshai, Seren, Wahisietel, Zamorak, Zaros, and Zemouregal.

Starting the questEdit

Talking to KharshaiEdit

First timeEdit

  • I want to talk about Children of Mah.
    • Kharshai: Player! You have arrived not a moment too soon. I hope my message found you in good health.
    • Player: You sent a message? I don't think it reached me.
    • Kharshai: That is...troubling. It may have been intercepted. Regardless, your visit is fortuitous, for I am in need of your assistance. The 19th Ritual of Rejuvenation is upon us. Far, far earlier than expected.
    • Player: So soon? How is that possible? Jhallan's sacrifice should sustain the mahjarrat for another five hundred years.
    • Kharshai: Indeed. Do not be deceived by my youthful appearance. Something is happening to the mahjarrat. Our power is draining, rapidly, and we can do nothing to prevent it. My efforts to divine a cause have only accelerated my degeneration. The mahjarrat are forced to convene at the ritual site, and I am sure to be first in line for the sacrifice. You attended the last ritual, and now Guthix has declared you his World Guardian. You may be the only one who can help me survive the ritual and solve this mystery. Will you help me?
      • Not Right Now
        • Kharshai: I thought we had developed a friendship... I hope I was not mistaken. Return to me if you change your mind.
      • Accept Quest
        • Kharshai: You have my gratitude. The ritual will begin shortly. It is imperative we are there when it commences. If you have questions, now is the time.
          • Ask about the emergency ritual.
            • Player: Why is an emergency ritual needed?
            • Kharshai: Our power has always been slowly but surely draining. Every five hundred years we must perform a Ritual of Rejuvenation to reverse the effects. As you have witnessed first-hand, in the ritual we must sacrifice one of our own so that the others may receive their power and continue to prosper. Survival of the fittest. Now something is causing our power to drain more rapidly than ever. A ritual is being called to rejuvenate us and, hopefully, prevent any further power drain. Personally, I am not convinved it will work. Our numbers will simply continue to dwindle. It is high times we solve our reliance on rituals or else consign our race to extinction.
            • Player: Why are you worried you're the one who would be sacrificed?
            • Kharshai: Perhaps you remember when Enakhra and Akthanakos visited me after I regained my memories? They made no secret of their feelings towards my neutrality. Being the only mahjarrat not to pick a side in this war of Zamorakians versus Zarosians leaves me with no allies. I have no shame in admitting I am not the strongest of my race. I cannot stand up to them if they rally against me, which seems inevitable. Unless I have you.
              • (Shows previous options)
          • Ask about the Mahjarrats' power being drained.
            • Player: Do you have any idea why your power is draining so fast?
            • Kharshai: My theory is that it has to do with the return of the gods. It cannot simply be a coincidence. We mahjarrat are born from the same divine energy as Zaros and Zamorak. Energy from our namesake, the elder god Mah. With Zaros's return they could be using more of this energy than in the previous god wars. I theorise that they may be drawing on us as sources for more energy, just like we do in our rituals. I must say, I hope I am wrong. It is a terrifying proposition...
            • Player: Doesn't your power always drain, though? That's why you need the rituals in the first place.
            • Kharshai: Only slowly. It takes hundreds of years for us to revert to our skeletal forms. At this rate, we would need rituals almost monthly. Our race would be completely wiped out within the year. We must find a solution fast, Player.
              • (Shows previous options)
          • Ask how the struggle for peace is going.
            • Player: How's your struggle for peace between the two mahjarrat factions going?
            • Kharshai: Alas, it is a struggle indeed. This feud has stretched over thousands of years. I fear it is as ingrained in our culture as the rituals are. If our race is ever to find peace - ever to free ourselves from this downward spiral - there must be an awakening.
            • Player: Sounds like you have a plan...
            • Kharshai: I have tried to calm the rivalries between the factions and certain individuals, but the return of the gods has caused bitter hatred to flare up once again. What little progress I had made appears undone, but I still believe there is hope. One thing, at least, could still unite our race. If Zamorak and Zaros were to loosen their grip on us, to put an end to this war, we could finally start to progress. Perhaps if they were to bury the hatchet, form an alliance or... Or if something left them both completely out of the picture...
            • Player: What are you suggesting, Kharshai?
            • Kharshai: Nothing, nothing. Merely the musings of a very conflicted mahjarrat.
              • (Shows previous options)
          • Ask Kharshai's opinion of Zaros and Zamorak.
            • Player: What's your opinion of Zaros and Zamorak?
            • Kharshai: Hm, two of the greatest rivals this planet has ever seen. Their factions have been clashing for millennia, but I wonder how they think of one another... I lived in Senntisten under the rule of Zaros, serving in the military before being transferred to the church as Azzanadra's personal inquisitor. There were many positives to the empire, but many felt our race was stagnating. Zaros ruled from his above, rarely gracing either the church or the army with his presence. The 'empty throne', they called it. He was absent yet still controlling from on high, his orders relayed through the cardinals that sat beside his throne. A throne as empty as his promises. Perhaps that is why some use his title so mockingly; the Empty Lord who never delivered us from our curse.
            • Player: What about Zamorak?
            • Kharshai: Ah yes, the Legatus Maximus. So frustrated with Zaros's rules and regulations that he brought down the god with his own hands. A shame that his teachings are equally as flawed. He lives and breathes the mahjarrat philosophy of survival of the fittest. 'Strength through chaos'. I believe Zamorak has always acted in what he believes to be the best interests of the mahjarrat, but where has that got us? Our numbers are dwindling and the survival of our once great race hangs in the balance. Perhaps we are the fittest no longer... His teachings may be misunderstood, but they have done precious little aside from fostering cults that preach evil. Our race must forge our own path if we wish to prosper once again.
              • (Shows previous options)
          • I'm ready to go to the ritual site.
            • Kharshai: Very well. I must make preparations for the journey. Go to the site east of Trollweiss Mountain and touch the ritual marker, I will sense your arrival.
            • Player: Got it.
  • I want to talk about V.
    • (Non-quest dialogue)
  • I want to talk about the Mahjarrat memories.
    • (Non-quest dialogue)
  • I want to talk about your identity crisis.
    • (Non-quest dialogue)
  • I want to talk about the epic of Bukalla.
    • (Non-quest dialogue)

After accepting the questEdit

  • I want to talk about Children of Mah.
    • Kharshai: What are you still doing here? Go to the site east of Trollweiss Mountain and touch the ritual marker. I will sense your arrival.
  • I want to talk about V.
    • (Non-quest dialogue)
  • I want to talk about the Mahjarrat memories.
    • (Non-quest dialogue)
  • I want to talk about your identity crisis.
    • (Non-quest dialogue)
  • I want to talk about the epic of Bukalla.
    • (Non-quest dialogue)

At the ritual siteEdit

Investigating the ritual markerEdit

  • Player: Looks like I'm the first one here. It should be safe to summon Kharshai.
You touch the ritual marker; Kharshai teleports in.
  • Kharshai: Greetings, Player. Ah, perfect. We are the first ones here.
  • Player: What do we do now?
  • Kharshai: We wait. The other mahjarrat will have sensed you activating the marker too. They will be here momentarily. It has been some time since I last saw the ritual stone. It brings back...unpleasant memories.
  • The rest of the mahjarrat arrive.
  • Zemouregal: Ahh, I see the sacrifice is already here. Nice of you to show up, Kharshai.
  • Enakhra: And you brought a bodyguard. Hah! Player can't save you. This is going to be the most unanimous vote since we said goodbye to dear Lamistard.
  • Akthanakos: I see it did not take long for you to descend into petty insults.
  • Hazeel: I would keep your voice down if I were you, Akthanakos. You are so feeble you have reverted to your skeletal form already!
  • Akthanakos: I- I have? Surely not so soon...
  • Kharshai: Stop! Please, let us not try to hide the fact that this is no normal ritual. Clearly something strange is happening to us.
  • General Khazard: Sounds like something the next sacrifice would say!
  • Azzanadra: Kharshai is right, Khazard. Our power is draining at an alarming rate. We are not due another ritual for hundreds of years.
  • Zemouregal: Hah! You fear for your own life as your numbers dwindle, Zarosian worm.
  • Bilrach: Shhh. I can almost hear it...yes. The power escaping from me, from all of us. You sense it too, don't you, Kharshai? Concerning indeed.
  • Kharshai: I do, as I am sure we all do. How long would another ritual sustain us? Months? Weeks? We cannot go on like this!
  • Wahisietel: You speak the truth, Kharshai. It is good to have you back, brother.
  • Zemouregal: Of course you would try to win him over, Za-
  • Hazeel: Quiet, Zemouregal. The time for bravado has passed. If our power continues to drain at this rate we will ALL be dead within the year.
  • Azzanadra: Agreed. It is imperative that we push for a solution.
  • Kharshai: Perhaps it is time we outgrow these primitive rituals. There must be another way!
  • Zemouregal: Preposterous!
  • Akthanakos: Clearly Sliske thought the same, he has not even bothered to turn up. What if he has found his own solution?
  • Wahisietel: If there is an alternative then I am not aware of it. We need to find out what is draining our power.
  • Kharshai: My theory is that the gods you follow are taking it from us. They are made of the same divine energy, it cannot be a co-
  • Zaros teleports in.
  • Zaros: Be still.
  • Wahisietel: Zaros! Y-you have finally returned...I have awaited this day for so long!
  • Kharshai: My lord, forgive me...
  • General Khazard: Please, Zamorak... Save us.
  • Zemouregal: Khazard.
  • Zaros: Silence, all of you. You need not fear me. I have come to earn back the trust you once placed in me.
  • Azzanadra: You have always had my trust, and the trust of those that stand beside me, my lord.
  • Zaros: Your loyalty has never been called into question, Azzanadra. But there are those here that conspired toward my downfall.
  • Hazeel: Zamorak will know you are here. Do you wish to re-enact that downfall?
  • Zaros: Such vitriol, Hazeel. Zamorak does not concern me. I wish you no harm.
  • Enakhra: Then why have you come here?
  • Zaros: I know what is happening to you all. I know why you are gathered here.
    • If you aided Zaros in Fate of the Gods:
      • Zaros: Ah, Player, I must thank you again for your assistance. Perhaps your presence here can help clearer heads prevail.
        • (Continues below)
    • If you sabotaged Zaros in Fate of the Gods:
      • Zaros: Ah, we have the world guardian in our presence. I hope you will also reconsider your allegiance to me.
        • (Continues below)
  • Azzanadra: I pray you bring good news, my lord. We fear for the future of our race.
  • Zemouregal: Good news? He is probably the cause of our troubles!
  • Zaros: Zemouregal. I will warn you only once; do not insult me. Unfortunately you are right to fear for your race. Your power is being drained so rapidly that you will all likely wither and die without a solution.
  • Wahisietel: This cannot be...
  • Kharshai: Zaros, if you truly have nothing to do with this, then why have you come here? To witness our demise?
  • Zaros: As I said, Kharshai, I wish to earn back your trust. Hope is not lost. I wish to make good on a promise I made to all of you long ago. Before the god wars... Before the empire. If you accept, I offer you your pride. I offer you salvation. I offer you freedom from your rituals.
  • Hazeel: You did not keep that promise last time you made it, or when you made it to the ilujanka. Your empire was built on empty promises!
  • Azzanadra: Know your place, you ungrateful whelp.
  • Bilrach: Mmm, yes, a good point has been made. What makes you think we should believe you this time?
  • Zaros: I have not come here to beg. I once promised you something I did not know how to give. I return to you now with knowledge I did not possess before. I wish to bestow upon you a gift that will make amends for my past missteps. All you need do is return to Freneskae, the origin of your species. I implore each and every one of you, accept my offering.
  • Wahisietel: Of course, Zaros. We would follow you to the ends of the cosmos.
  • Zemouregal: Pah! Speak for yourself you-
  • Zaros: Enough. You have heard what I came here to say. Player has already configured the world gate for you. I will await you at the Ritual of Enervation site on Freneskae. Meet me there, or conduct your rituals until the last of you breathes your final sigh of regret.
  • Zaros teleports away.
  • Azzanadra: Well, my opinion should be clear. We must go to Freneskae.
  • Zemouregal: Surprise, surprise. Zaros clicks his fingers and Azzanadra comes running.
  • Hazeel: Stop sulking, Zemouregal. I see no other option but to hear Zaros out. First, though, we must inform Zamorak.
  • Bilrach: Oh yes. Our master will be most intrigued to hear of these developments. If he is not already watching, hmm...
  • Kharshai: Before we make any decisions, I would like us to recall the last time Zaros made us the very same promise.
  • Zemouregal: Precisely. We did the dirty work building his empire on the false pretence that he would save us from extinction. He turned his back on us time and time again, until we entered his throne room beside Zamorak and made that arrogance his downfall!
  • Wahisietel: And Zaros still had the good grace not to strike you down the moment he saw you! You heard what Zaros said. He wishes to save us.
  • Zemouregal: He does not! It is just as before...an empty promise with no intention of delivering upon it.
  • Azzanadra: Zaros never promised us anything. He took interest in our rituals and speculated that there may be an alternative. That was all.
  • Zemouregal: LIES!
  • Hazeel: Wake up, Azzanadra. Your memory is fogged by blind loyalty. Zaros told us he would find a way, told us we would be rewarded for doing his bidding.
  • Azzanadra: My memory is as clear as day, Hazeel. Yours has been warped by Zamorak's propaganda. He has manipulated all of you!
  • Kharshai: This is solving nothing. We are discussing events that occurred thousands of years ago. There is only one way to fairly settle the dispute. We must revisit the events so that they are fresh in our minds.
  • Zemouregal: What are you talking about, weakling?
  • Kharshai: I am talking about memory projection, Zemouregal. Slightly lofty concept for a brute like you, I know.
  • Kharshai gives you a charged engrammeter.
  • Kharshai: Take this, Player. We need to find my memory of what happened thousands of years ago, when Zamorak marched on Zaros at the heart of his empire. Go to the area south-east of the Varrock digsite. Archaeologists there have excavated the throne room of Senntisten. You can use the charged engrammeter to capture my memories located there. While you are gone, I will explain my research on memories to everyone here. I have kept it a secret long enough.

Talking to KharshaiEdit

  • You walk to the front of the assembled mahjarrat.
  • Kharshai: Go to the area south-east of the Varrock digsite. Archaeologists there have excavated the throne room of Senntisten. You can use the charged engrammeter to capture my memories located there. While you are gone, I will explain my research on memories to everyone here. I have kept it a secret long enough.

Talking to AkthanakosEdit

  • Akthanakos: Kharshai wastes what little time we have. It is our present degeneration that concerns us. Memories of the past? They are but grains of sand long since drained through time's hourglass. Lord Zaros has shown us the path to our salvation. We should hasten to Freneskae.

Talking to AzzanadraEdit

  • Azzanadra: Have you not yet retrieved Kharshai's memory? You disappoint me.

Talking to BilrachEdit

  • Bilrach: The faces of my fellow mahjarrat are more ghoulish than I recall. Perhaps it is the bright snow. I am yet unaccustomed to daylight's harsh glare.

Talking to EnakhraEdit

  • Enakhra: You'd best make haste, my dear. We'll have to continue with the sacrifice if you dawdle. I've yet to be convinced Kharshai is of more use to us alive than dead.

Talking to General KhazardEdit

  • General Khazard: Kharshai makes excuses to save his own skin. The longer we hesitate, the more of his power is lost to the rest of us.

Talking to HazeelEdit

  • Hazeel: I support Kharshai's plan. Our prejudices and the ravages of time have fogged our memories of that momentous occasion. A reminder of what we all truly witnessed is exactly what we need.

Talking to WahisietelEdit

  • Wahisietel: Well met, my friend. I wonder what secrets Kharshai has buried in his dusty old noggin? I do look forward to being enlightened.

Talking to ZemouregalEdit

  • Zemouregal: You again. Why must you persistently meddle in our affairs? Go forth, then, hound of Kharshai, and unearth this supposedly juicy bone your master has buried for you.

Retrieving the charged engrammeterEdit

  • You walk to the front of the assembled mahjarrat.
  • Kharshai gives you a charged engrammeter.
  • Kharshai: Take this, Player. We need to find my memory of what happened thousands of years ago, when Zamorak marched on Zaros at the heart of his empire. Go to the area south-east of the Varrock digsite. Archaeologists there have excavated the throne room of Senntisten. You can use the charged engrammeter to capture my memories located there. While you are gone, I will explain my research on memories to everyone here. I have kept it a secret long enough.

At the throne room of SenntistenEdit

Operating the charged engrammeterEdit

  • More than 9 paces away from a memory spring on the surface:
    • Player: I should be able to find Kharshai's memories in the throne room of Senntisten, recently excavated south-east of the Varrock Digsite.
  • More than 9 paces away from a memory spring in the Empty Throne Room:
    • A faint hum emits from the engrammeter. Kharshai's memory fragments must be somewhere in this area.
  • 5–9 paces away from a memory spring:
    • A faint hum emits from the engrammeter. One of Kharshai's memories is nearby.
  • 0–4 paces away from a memory spring:
    • A loud whine emites from the engrammeter. You are very close to one of Kharshai's memories.

Harvesting the memory spring outside the throne room doorsEdit

  • Memories recovered: X/5
    • If this is not the last remaining memory:
      • Player: The rest of Kharshai's memories should be within these ancient doors.

Harvesting any memory spring within the throne roomEdit

  • Memories recovered: X/5

After harvesting all 5 memory springsEdit

  • Player: The engrammeter is full. I should return it to Kharshai at the ritual marker in the frozen north.

Returning to the ritual siteEdit

Talking to KharshaiEdit

First timeEdit

    • You give the stored memory to Kharshai.
    • Kharshai: Excellent, Player! You have the memory stored in the engrammeter. Now, let us continue...
    • Kharshai: As you are all now aware I have been studying our ability to reconstruct memories. My research has led me to the discovery that I can use an engrammeter to allow others to enter my own. I was present in the throne room on the day of the betrayal. It is time we relived those fateful events. Hopefully they will show us first-hand what Zaros promised us. Brace yourselves...
      • Are you ready to enter Senntisten in the Second Age?
        • Yes, let's go!
          • Screen fades and then returns. You are in Kharshai's memory.
        • No, not yet.
          • (Dialogue ends)

AfterwardEdit

  • Kharshai: As you are all now aware I have been studying our ability to reconstruct memories. My research has led me to the discovery that I can use an engrammeter to allow others to enter my own. I was present in the throne room on the day of the betrayal. It is time we relived those fateful events. Hopefully they will show us first-hand what Zaros promised us. Brace yourselves...
    • Are you ready to enter Senntisten in the Second Age?
      • Yes, let's go!
        • Screen fades and then returns. You are in Kharshai's memory.
      • No, not yet.
        • (Dialogue ends)

Kharshai's memory: Memory sequence 1Edit

Upon entering Kharshai's memoryEdit

  • Screen fades and then returns. You are now controlling Kharshai. You walk forward.
  • Kharshai: Azzanadra had summoned me to the throne room, but his message was vague. My job in Senntisten was that of inquisitor, so I first sought information as to what was going on and why I was needed.

Inspecting the Broken mouthpieceEdit

First timeEdit

  • Kharshai: Someone has broken this mouthpiece. It could be an indication that they wish to silence the Empty Lord...
  • Memory sequence 1: X% complete

AfterwardsEdit

  • Kharshai: I already found this clue.

Inspecting the Wall markingEdit

First timeEdit

  • Kharshai: Hmm, someone seems to have marked this particular pillar with some rushed graffiti. A pair of horns, perhaps?
  • Memory sequence 1: X% complete

AfterwardsEdit

  • Kharshai: I already found this clue.

Talking to Duke SucellusEdit

First timeEdit

  • This massive chthonian is cheewing noisily on food of some kind in most of its many mouths.
  • Kharshai: Duke Sucellus.
  • Duke Sucellus: *nomf* What do you want, mahjarrat? *nomf scromf*
    • Why have you been summoned here?
      • Duke Sucellus: *nomf* Some matter of the utmost importance, I expect. *crunch* Why else recall the empire's finest general from the north?
      • Kharshai: However will Forinthry cope without your leadership?
      • Duke Sucellus: My tribunes will manage. *cromf* They are just about capable of acting independently for short periods.
        • (Shows previous options)
    • Who else has been summoned?
      • Duke Sucellus: It has been too long since I sampled the delicious variety of the capital. *nomf* Do your own spying.
      • Kharshai: Surely a being of your keen insight has seen something.
      • Duke Sucellus: Well, I note that I am not the only commander here. *scromf* Zebub over there, for example. Avernic belong on the front lines where they have some use. *nomf* I also note a number of august individuals are not in attendance. *crunch* Where is the Legatus Maximus?
      • Kharshai: I see. Anything else you have picked up on?
      • Duke Sucellus: The cardinals are in attendance in lieu of our Lord, of course, but the praetorians are also here. *nomf* Sliske and Trindine are somewhere, lurking in the shadows.
        • (Shows previous options)
    • What has happened so far?
      • Duke Sucellus: More and more have entered the throne room. *nomf* As the murmuring rises it is clear that Zaros is displeased. The room is rife with rumour and speculation as to why.
      • Kharshai: And what say you?
      • Duke Sucellus: I say he has spent too long away from that dancer of his. *cromf* My tribunes tell me she was dispatched to the west on some secret matter, and has not been seen in the capital since.
      • Memory sequence 1: X% complete
      • Kharshai: Char's absence is unlikely to be our Lord's only concern, but her silence is cause for suspicion. Who else was on this mission?
      • Duke Sucellus: That I cannot tell you. *nomf* Perhaps something to do with the elves that live in that region? *crunch* I wonder what an elf tastes like? Do you think they are very much like humans?
      • Kharshai: I hadn't given the matter much thought.
        • (Shows previous options)
    • Goodbye.
      • (Dialogue ends)

AfterwardEdit

  • Kharshai: What are you and the sixth legion still doing in Forinthry? I thought the area was completely under our control.
  • Duke Sucellus: *crunch* The people of the north are unruly and disruptive, not to mention stringy and tasteless. The governor proved incapable of correctly supervising them, so my legion is now permanently assigned to the region. *crunch*
  • Kharshai: Is it difficult, being so far from the capital?
  • Duke Sucellus: It is no great hardship. *nomf* We ship great carts of food and supplies in every week from the south to supplement the local taxes. The Avernic, of course, do not eat. *scromf* The supplies are primarily for the maintenance of my leadership.
  • Kharshai: Where are you based?
  • Duke Sucellus: *nomf* We have constructed a new fortress near Ghorrock. Room for ten thousand humans, as well as a great palace for myself, of course.
  • Kharshai: Of course...

Talking to JhallanEdit

First timeEdit

  • Kharshai: Jhallan, it is good to see you.
  • Jhallan: Kharshai, my brother.
  • Kharshai: Surely you, of all these people, know why we are here?
  • Jhallan: I would have considered myself worthy of explanation as well, but Azzanadra is too pre-occupied to converse.
  • Kharshai: As is the case all too often these days. What is your assessment of the situation?
  • Jhallan: The room is full of hushed whispers, my friend. Some say there is a plot to usurp the Empty Lord.
  • Kharshai: Hmm. If this is the case then it would seem I have an inquisitional duty to perform.
  • Memory sequence 1: X% complete
    • Continue talking.
      • Kharshai: Can I ask you something, Jhallan?
      • Jhallan: Of course.
      • Kharshai: Whenever I talk to the others about you, they call you rude, but you have always been kind to me.
      • Jhallan: Oh, that. It is because I am not interested in playing their political games. All the time everyone is demanding that I pick sides. When I refuse, they just assume I am on the other side.
      • Kharshai: I know exactly what you mean.
    • Say goodbye.
      • Kharshai: Be seeing you.
      • Jhallan: Good luck, my friend.

AfterwardEdit

  • Kharshai: Can I ask you something, Jhallan?
  • Jhallan: Of course.
  • Kharshai: Whenever I talk to the others about you, they call you rude, but you have always been kind to me.
  • Jhallan: Oh, that. It is because I am not interested in playing their political games. All the time everyone is demanding that I pick sides. When I refuse, they just assume I am on the other side.
  • Kharshai: I know exactly what you mean.

Talking to PerjourEdit

First timeEdit

  • Kharshai: Perjour, might you know why we have been gathered here?
  • Perjour: Oh, inquisitor! You startled me. R-rumour is that there may be a traitor in our midst.
  • Kharshai: I recall that Perjour was repeatedly touching a book he used to carry. A curious magical object that would record his every thought and action.
    • Who summoned you here?
      • Perjour: I was not summoned, personally. The Legatus Maximus sent me as an envoy, his mission in the west is too important to interrupt.
      • Kharshai: Nothing is more important than a summons from the Zaros. Zamorak of all people should know that.
      • Perjour: It was the Empty Lord who assigned us our reconnaissance mission. Zamorak assured me he would understand.
        • Before The Firemaker's Curse:
          • (Shows previous options)
        • After The Firemaker's Curse:
          • Kharshai: Have you heard from Char? It sounds like you were assigned similar missions.
          • Perjour: Char? The dancer? No, I-I don't think so. Similar missions, you say? I'm afraid I would not know.
            • (Shows previous options)
    • You look awfully nervous.
      • Perjour: Nervous? What makes you say that?
      • Kharshai: Well, you keep touching that book of yours. In my line of work you tend to pick up on nervous ticks.
      • Perjour: Oh, this? No, no, just a habit I guess. All my thoughts get written in it, so it is never far from my mind.
      • Kharshai: Yes, I have heard all about your book. A curious object, yet extremely useful to the Empty Lord. Always able to read what you have seen and done.
      • Perjour: It is both a gift and a curse...
        • (Shows previous options)
    • Could I see that book of yours?
      • Perjour: You can see it already. I assure you it contains nothing interesting.
      • Kharshai: Then I am sure you won't mind if I take a look inside.
      • Perjour: Only the Empty Lord is permitted to-
      • Kharshai: You forget yourself, Perjour. I am inquisitor. It is my duty to check these kinds of things.
      • Perjour: Very well. I need not fear you, my intentions are pure.
      • You find the most recent page and study the freshly written words.
      • Kharshai: An interesting read, Perjour. 'I had heard speculation of who the traitor may be, but had no such knowledge myself.' Curious, if there is truly a spy among us it would seem you are not him.
      • Perjour: Indeed. Perhaps you should think twice before distrusting me again!
      • Memory sequence 1: X% complete
      • Kharshai: Perhaps. Still, I did not appreciate your description of me. I am only doing my job, Perjour.
        • (Shows previous options)
    • Goodbye.
      • (Dialogue ends)

AfterwardEdit

  • Kharshai:How does your book work, Perjour?
  • Perjour: I-I don't know, inquisitor. One of Zaros's mysteries.
  • Kharshai: Are there others like it?
  • Perjour: I think so. Mine is the only one in use at the moment though.
  • Kharshai: Why is that?
  • Perjour: The books are only used when Zaros deems it necessary.
  • Kharshai: Are you saying that Zaros does not trust you? Or someone you work closely with?
  • Perjour: N-no, that's not what I said at all.

Talking to ZebubEdit

First timeEdit

  • Kharshai: Zebub.
  • Zebub: *snort* Mahjarrat.
  • Kharshai: It surprises me to see you here, should you not be leading your forces in the north?
  • Zebub: Do not probe me, inquisitor. I was recalled by a letter penned by Azzanadra's own hand.
  • Kharshai: I meant no offense. I was also summoned, what seems to be happening?
  • Zebub: I will be damned if I know, I am supposed to be leading an assault. Azzanadra was explicit in his orders for me to return, though.
  • Kharshai: I see. Your presence must be imperative if the Empty Lord was willing to postpone your operation.
  • Zebub: Of course, Azzanadra is one of the few that know his will. Now take your leave, Kharshai. I have had enough of your questions.
  • Memory sequence 1: X% complete
    • Continue talking.
      • Kharshai: I saw your ballet.
      • Zebub: What?
      • Kharshai: Your ballet. The Annihilation of Onkhara.
      • Zebub: Bah. That dance had nothing to do with me. I was not asked.
      • Kharshai: You do not like it?
      • Zebub: I have not seen it. Dancing is a waste of time.
      • Kharshai: It is really very good. It really captures your power and majesty. Even Zamorak is a patron.
      • Zebub: The Legatus Maximus? Really? Perhaps it does deserve my attention.
      • Kharshai: The dancer, Char, is away from Senntisten currently, but perhaps when she returns you can see the performance.
      • Zebub: Char?
      • Kharshai: The demon looked down for a moment. At the time I thought nothing of it, but in retrospect I realise he knew something.
      • Zebub: We will see.
    • Say goodbye.
      • Kharshai: Farewell.

AfterwardEdit

  • Kharshai:I saw your ballet.
  • Zebub: What?
  • Kharshai:Your ballet. The Annihilation of Onkhara.
  • Zebub: Bah. That dance had nothing to do with me. I was not asked.
  • Kharshai:You do not like it?
  • Zebub: I have not seen it. Dancing is a waste of time.
  • Kharshai:It is really very good. It really captures your power and majesty. Even Zamorak is a patron.
  • Zebub: The Legatus Maximus? Really? Perhaps it does deserve my attention.
  • Kharshai:The dancer, Char, is away from Senntilten currently, but perhaps when she returns you can see the performance.
  • Zebub: Char?
  • Kharshai: The demon looked down for a moment. At the time I thought nothing of it, but in retrospect I realise he knew something.
  • Zebub: We will see.

Kharshai's memory: Memory sequence 2Edit

Upon completing the previous memory sequenceEdit

  • Kharshai: It was clear we had been summoned because there was a plot to overthrow our leader. As inquisitor it was my job to deal with such situations, but Zaros's most fierce loyalists would still need convincing of my innocence...

Talking to TrindineEdit

  • Kharshai: Trindine.
  • Trindine: Kharshai.
  • Kharshai: I see you are here.
  • Trindine: I am, yes. Well observed. I can see why they made you an inquisitor.
  • Kharshai: Why are you here?
  • Trindine: Why do you think? Mystery and subterfuge? Ring any bells? Hello?
  • Kharshai: You don't have to be so hostile.
  • Trindine: Oh, I do not? You do not think I have good reason to be hostile? To you?
  • Kharshai: This was clearly a mistake.
  • Trindine: I am glad you realise that now.

Inspecting the broken enchantmentEdit

First timeEdit

  • Kharshai: The ring of enchantments protecting this place has been broken here. Someone has undoubtedly tampered with them.
  • Memory sequence 2: X% complete

AfterwardsEdit

  • Kharshai: I already found this clue.

Inspecting the stashed weaponsEdit

First timeEdit

  • Kharshai: Someone has stashed weapons here. The guards prevent most from entering while armed, so someone important must have snuck these in for others to use. Quite worrying...
  • Memory sequence 2: X% complete

AfterwardsEdit

  • Kharshai: I already found this clue.

Inspecting the wall markingEdit

First timeEdit

  • Kharshai: Curious, more wall markings. The horns look like the symbol of the Avernic rebellion adopted by some of our military. Perhaps the guards marked this vantage point?
  • Memory sequence 2: X% complete

AfterwardsEdit

  • Kharshai: I already found this clue.

Talking to AkthanakosEdit

First timeEdit

  • Kharshai: Akthanakos was scanning the room suspiciously. I knew he could be a sly old dog, so I was keen to convince him of my innocence early and avoid it coming into question later.
  • Kharshai: Akthanakos, my friend.
  • Akthanakos: I am sorry, I cannot trust you are the real Kharshai unless you prove yourself. There are spies everywhere.
  • Kharshai: Prove myself? You have known me for hundreds of years...
  • Akthanakos: If there are traitors among us, as I have heard, one of them could easily have adapted your visage, especially if they are one of our kind. I cannot be sure until you have answered some questions.
  • Kharshai: Fine, what would you ask me?
  • Akthanakos: Hmm, let me see... A god watched over us on Freneskae. What was her name?
    • Mahjer.
      • Akthanakos: You must be an imposter, Kharshai would answer that question with ease!
        • (Continues below)
    • Jerrat.
      • Akthanakos: You must be an imposter, Kharshai would answer that question with ease!
        • (Continues below)
    • Mah.
      • Akthanakos: Well, that was an easy one. A blabber-mouth like Sliske would probably reveal that information to just about anyone! Oo, I have thought of a better one! What Menaphite deity brought us to Gielinor?
        • Bandos.
          • Akthanakos: Leave me, I do not believe Kharshai would get that question wrong.
            • (Continues below)
        • Zaros.
          • Akthanakos: Leave me, I do not believe Kharshai would get that question wrong.
            • (Continues below)
        • Icthlarin.
          • Akthanakos: Ah, yes ok, perhaps that one was too easy as well. You could be any mahjarrat. We need something only Kharshai would know... The real Kharshai knows me well. When I wish to be alone, I take advantage of my own shapeshifting abilities. What form do I take on?
            • A camel.
              • Akthanakos: Thank Zaros, it is you! Finally someone I can trust. I am sorry to have doubted you, Kharshai.
              • Memory sequence 2: X% complete
              • Kharshai: Do not worry, I understand the need for suspicion more than most would.
              • Akthanakos: I will not stop you proceeding any longer, please continue.
                • Continue talking.
                  • Player:[sic] Anything else you wish to discuss?
                    • (Continues below)
                • Say goodbye.
                  • Kharshai: Be seeing you.
            • A crocodile.
              • Akthanakos: Incorrect. Any Mahjarrat would know the answer to that question!
                • (Continues below)
            • A chinchompa.
              • Akthanakos: Incorrect. Any Mahjarrat would know the answer to that question!
                • (Continues below)
  • Akthanakos: Have you given any thought to what you will do when the war is over?
  • Player:[sic] Which war?
  • Akthanakos: Well, all of them. Eventually the last holdouts will be brought under control and we will control all of Gielinor.
  • Player:[sic] I had not thought about it. I do not think it will make much difference to me. There are always more enemies within.
  • Akthanakos: And so the backstreet and the courtroom become our new battlefield?
  • Player:[sic] I suppose.
  • Akthanakos: How depressing.

AfterwardEdit

  • Akthanakos: Have you given any thought to what you will do when the war is over?
  • Player:[sic] Which war?
  • Akthanakos: Well, all of them. Eventually the last holdouts will be brought under control and we will control all of Gielinor.
  • Player:[sic] I had not thought about it. I do not think it will make much difference to me. There are always more enemies within.
  • Akthanakos: And so the backstreet and the courtroom become our new battlefield?
  • Player:[sic] I suppose.
  • Akthanakos: How depressing.

Talking to PernixEdit

First timeEdit

  • Kharshai: Ah, Pernix, what a surprise. It is quite rare to see you away from the battlefield.
  • Pernix: ...
  • Kharshai: Nex sent you in her stead, I assume. Have you had word from Zaros?
  • Pernix: None. Hunting traitors.
  • Pernix looks you up and down over his shoulder. He seems to be assessing you.
  • Kharshai: Surely you do not suspect me, Pernix?
  • Pernix: There is a traitor in our midst. Why have you come here?
    • Zaros summoned me himself.
      • Pernix: You lie to me, Kharshai.
    • An inquisitor was sent for.
      • Pernix: There are marked walls, you have seen. What was the symbol?
        • A purple circle with a cross through the centre.
          • Pernix: An inquisitor should be more observant.
        • A golden star.
          • Pernix: An inquisitor should be more observant.
        • A red pair of horns.
          • Pernix: What is your assessment?
            • The demons want control of Senntisten.
              • Pernix: Wrong. Seems your title is not deserved.
            • There is a plot to overthrow Zaros.
              • Pernix: Perhaps you are not a traitor. You may continue. I will not inhibit you.
              • Memory sequence 2: X% complete
              • Kharshai: Glad to hear it.
                • Continue talking.
                  • Kharshai: Where is Nex?
                  • Pernix: Busy.
                  • Kharshai: What could be so important that she cannot attend a recall?
                  • Pernix: You should have been briefed on this, inquisitor.
                  • Kharshai: Remind me.
                  • Pernix: She's building a fortress. Tremendous new power source to contain.
                  • Kharshai: I see.
                • Say goodbye.
                  • Kharshai: I will be conducting my duties, if you hear of any more spies be sure to let me know.
            • Everything seems under control.
              • Pernix: Wrong. Seems your title is not deserved.
    • I came to see what all the commotion was about.
      • Pernix: You lie to me, Kharshai.

AfterwardEdit

  • Kharshai: Where is Nex?
  • Pernix: Busy.
  • Kharshai: What could be so important that she cannot attend a recall?
  • Pernix: You should have been briefed on this, inquisitor.
  • Kharshai: Remind me.
  • Pernix: She's building a fortress. Tremendous new power source to contain.
  • Kharshai: I see.

Talking to SliskeEdit

First timeEdit

  • Sliske: And if the whispers are correct they may already be in Senntis- oh look! If it isn't Azzanadra's personal bully. To what do we owe the pleasure?
  • Kharshai: If you had not noticed there is a bit of a situation. What about you? Not often you show your face...anywhere.
  • Sliske: Oh, Kharshai, I could not miss out on all the fun and games, could I? You need not worry, the Praetorians have the situation quite under control.
    • What is the role of the Praetorians?
      • Sliske: We are the secret police in Senntisten, you work 'with' us on a daily basis! Although I cannot understand why for the life of me. It is not like we need two sets of secret police when the Praetorians are already doing such a commendable job. Oh, so sorry, I appear to be ranting. Any more silly questions, inquisitor?
      • Kharshai: Thank you for the sarcastic answer, but I was talking about your role in proceedings today.
      • Sliske: Our 'role in proceedings' is to provide vital reports on potential threats. Plots, traitors, you know...that sort of thing. And if needed, we have our own methods for extracting information from suspects. I must admit, that is the part where I really come into my own.
      • Kharshai: Hopefully you will not get the chance.
        • (Shows previous options)
    • Did the Praetorians know about this already?
      • Sliske: Of course we did. Everyone is gathered here because of the intelligence WE gathered. I act on the authority of Zaros himself.
      • Kharshai: He must place a lot of trust in you to act so strongly on your advice.
      • Sliske: It can be oh so stressful ruling an empire. Busy work, you see, even for a god. Zaros relies on me and my Praetorians as his eyes and ears in Senntisten. I know, I know, I am such a charming individual, but I assure you the evidence is quite compelling in this case.
        • (Shows previous options)
    • Do you have any suspects?
      • Sliske: Must you always be so patronising? We have ears all over Senntisten, of course we have suspects. They never seem to expect us to be listening.
      • Kharshai: Care to share them with us?
      • Sliske: Not particularly. Who is to say you are not in league with them, dear old Kharshai? I have always thought you looked quite...shifty.
      • Kharshai: Now is not the time for games, Sliske. I need to know what you do if I am to perform my duty.
      • Sliske: Alright, alright. You never were much fun anyway. The suspects have been gathered in the centre of the room, mostly minions though, none of the big fish.
      • Kharshai: How many traitors are there? Who could be orchestrating this whole thing?
      • Sliske: Oh, I do hate parting with information. Knowledge is power, after all.
      • Kharshai: Sliske...
      • Sliske: Fine! At this stage we cannot be sure, but we have reason to believe that the person behind all of this is a high ranking military commander.
      • Memory sequence 2: X% complete
      • Kharshai: Is that really possible? I suppose the signs do seem to point towards that conclusion...but you are often a difficult source to place trust in, Sliske.
      • Sliske: What can I say? Sometimes being such an enigmatic individual does have its drawbacks.
        • (Shows previous options)
    • Goodbye.
      • (Dialogue ends)

AfterwardEdit

  • Kharshai: You must have a lot of enemies, Sliske.
  • Sliske: Must I?
  • Kharshai: How do you always stay one step ahead of them?
  • Sliske: It is all about planning, dear Kharshai. A plan for this, a plan for that. Planning is the foundation of control. You should try it.
  • Kharshai: And what would you do if all your plans fell apart and you were finally cornered?
  • Sliske: All my plans? Why Kharshai, it is like you do not know me at all. There is always another plan.

Talking to the WarpriestEdit

  • Kharshai: Why are you here, warpriest?
  • Warpriest: Leave me be, inquisitor.
  • Kharshai: I am afraid I cannot, it is my duty to verify your loyalty to Zaros.
  • Warpriest: Bother other humans, they are always huddled around plotting and scheming!
  • Kharshai: I remember thinking it seemed odd that a human would refer to others of her race in such a way. I had a number of tools at my disposal for suspicious situations such as this.
    • Use 'Inquisitorial Truth Serem'.
      • Kharshai: Of course, sorry to bother you. Enjoy this beverage by way of apology.
      • Kharshai gives the truth serum to the warpriest, who proceeds to drink it
      • Warpriest: Urgh. This tastes like virii urine. Take your leave, mahjarrat.
      • Kharshai: You ought to remember that mahjarrat are far stronger than humans, warpriest.
      • Warpriest: Pah! I am an avernic. One day you will all bend the knee to us just the same.
      • Kharshai: As I suspected.
      • Kharshai turns the other way and walks a few steps forward, then turns back and casts a spell on the Warpriest. Warpriest changes form into a demon.
      • Kharshai: How naive of you to think you could trick me. You will be dealt with alongside the other traitors, demon.
      • Screen fades and then returns; demon is gone.
      • Memory sequence 2: X% complete
    • Use 'Inquisitorial Elixir of Revealment'.
      • Kharshai: I'm afraid you have been far too conspicuous for my liking.
      • Kharshai turns the other way and walks a few steps forward, then turns back and casts a spell on the Warpriest. Warpriest changes form into a demon.
      • Kharshai: How naive of you to think you could trick me. You will be dealt with alongside the other traitors, demon.
      • Screen fades and then returns; demon is gone.
      • Memory sequence 2: X% complete
    • Leave, this person doesn't seem to be a traitor.
      • Kharshai: As you were then, my apologies.

Kharshai's memory: Memory sequence 3Edit

Upon completing the previous memory sequenceEdit

  • Kharshai: With their accusations quashed but my own suspicions mounting, I headed down to the main floor where suspects were being interrogated. I hoped to offer some rationality...

Talking to Mol'Zhar the MercilessEdit

  • Mol'Zhar the Merciless: Ahaha, Kharshai! Welcome to the show.

Talking to PalkeeraEdit

  • Palkeera: You will not interrogate me, Kharshai. Not again.

Talking to AzzanadraEdit

First timeEdit

  • Kharshai: Azzanadra, finally. Seems I am too late and you have rooted out the traitors already!
  • Azzanadra: I sent for you hours ago, I cannot rely on information from that untrustworthy snake Sliske alone. What took you so long? Actually, it does not matter. Time is of the essence and if you have come this far then I am sure my sentries have verified your loyalty. I am afraid the corruption spreads much further than these three, Kharshai. They are merely pawns. Have you found anything useful on your journey here?
  • Kharshai: It was at this moment that the puzzle pieces connected before me. The horns of the Avernic rebellion, an absent high ranking military commander, Char's silence... The traitor was none other than the Legatus Maximus, Zamorak.
    • Hide your findings from Azzanadra.
      • Kharshai: Not particularly. Most of my time has been spent having to clarify my loyalty to every person in the room!
      • Azzanadra: Yes, well, you know as well as I that you can never be too careful around here, old friend.
        • (Continues below)
    • Accuse Zamorak as the ringleader.
      • Kharshai: Anything useful? I have found marked vantage points, weapon stashes, broken enchantments. I even uncovered and restrained this avernic spy myself! What is most disturbing, though, is that all evidence seems to point towards our Legatus Maximus as the ringleader. I believe Zamorak is plotting to usurp Zaros.
      • Azzanadra: I was afraid you might say that. He was summoned here and told to abandon his mission with Char but no one has heard from him since.
        • (Continues below)
    • Tell Azzanadra about the plot, and nothing more.
      • Kharshai: Anything useful? I have found marked vantage points, weapon stashes, broken enchantments. I even uncovered and restrained this avernic spy myself! It would seem someone wishes to usurp Zaros, but I cannot fathom who would wish to do such a thing.
      • Azzanadra: I have heard speculation from the Praetorians but I am not ready to draw any conclusions yet. You know how trustworthy Sliske can be.
        • (Continues below)
  • Kharshai: What is our next move then, your holiness?
  • Azzanadra: You are inquisitor, time to fulfill your duty. Prove your loyalty to Zaros once and for all by passing judgement on these suspects.
  • Kharshai: I must sentence them?
  • Azzanadra: Either they are innocent and may walk free, or they are traitors and must face execution. You are the most appropriate person here to decide, do you not think?
  • Kharshai: I see. As you wish, Azzanadra.

Before judging the suspectsEdit

  • Azzanadra: Speak to each of the suspects to judge their innocence.

Talking to AuriculusEdit

  • The virius pricks its ears and growls quietly as if it can sense something.

Talking to OcellusEdit

  • The virius stays silent, watching you intently with its many eyes.

Talking to WahisietelEdit

  • Wahisietel: Focus on the tasks at hand, Kharshai. These are grave times.

Talking to Bernard CampbellEdit

Before Azzanadra instructs Kharshai to pass judgementEdit

  • Kharshai: I should consult with Azzanadra first.

After Azzanadra instructs Kharshai to pass judgementEdit

  • Azzanadra: An interesting case, this human was found marking pillars with red paint.
  • Bernard Campbell: Inquisitor... Kharshai... Please, I have a family. I have a daughter!
  • Kharshai: The evidence seems damning. What do you have to say in your defence?
  • Bernard Campbell: They made me do it, inquisitor. The demons threatened my family! Please, I had no choice!
    • Is this person a traitor?
      • Yes, they are a traitor.
        • Kharshai: It is with a heavy heart that I deal your sentence. You have committed treason, forfeiting your life.
        • Kharshai smashes Bernard Campbell between his hands; Bernard Campbell dies.
        • Memory sequence 3: X% complete
      • No, they are innocent.
        • Kharshai: Rise, you are no traitor. Go home to your daughter.
        • Azzanadra: Kharshai, I hope I do not have to bring your own loyalty back into question.
        • Memory sequence 3: X% complete

Talking to Mal'KossEdit

Before Azzanadra instructs Kharshai to pass judgementEdit

  • Kharshai: I should consult with Azzanadra first.

After Azzanadra instructs Kharshai to pass judgementEdit

  • The demon spits at your feet.
  • Mal'Koss: Do what you must, lap dog.
    • Is this demon a traitor?
      • Yes, they are a traitor.
        • Kharshai: The demon I had discovered in disguise only moments ago was clearly a traitor. It did not pain me at all to pass the sentence.
        • Kharshai: I am sorry, demon. You leave me no other choice. The penalty for treason is death.
        • Kharshai smashes Mal'koss between his hands; Mal'koss dies.
        • Memory sequence 3: X% complete
      • No, they are innocent.
        • Kharshai: I wanted to say he was innocent but only moments ago I had discovered the demon disguised as a warpriest. It pained me to pass the sentence, but with all eyes upon me there was no other choice.
        • Kharshai: I am sorry, demon. You leave me no other choice. The penalty for treason is death.
        • Kharshai smashes Mal'koss between his hands; Mal'koss dies.
        • Memory sequence 3: X% complete

Talking to Tobias BardsleyEdit

Before Azzanadra instructs Kharshai to pass judgementEdit

  • Kharshai: I should consult with Azzanadra first.

After Azzanadra instructs Kharshai to pass judgementEdit

  • Azzanadra: This one was found tampering with the ring of enchantments around this room. He claims he was attempting to repair it, a likely story.
  • Tobias Bardsley: I've never stepped a foot out of line! I've always been loyal to Zaros! Please!
    • Is this person a traitor?
      • Yes, they are a traitor.
        • Kharshai: It gives me no joy to pass judgement on you. I am sorry, the penalty for treason must be death.
        • Kharshai smashes Tobias Bardsley between his hands; Tobias Bardsley dies.
        • Memory sequence 3: X% complete
      • No, they are innocent.
        • Kharshai: I believe you, human. You may walk free.
        • Azzanadra: Be careful, Kharshai.
        • Memory sequence 3: X% complete

Kharshai's memory: Zamorak's betrayalEdit

After passing judgement on all three suspectsEdit

  • Kharshai walks to the foot of the stairs in front of Akthanakos.
  • Kharshai: There. I have done your bidding, Azzanadra. Wh-
  • Zamorak: ZAROS!
  • Zamorak appears on the scene, with Zemouregal and Thammaron to his left, and with Viggora, Hazeel, and Lowerniel Drakan to his right. Camera pans to Zamorak and those who came with him.
  • Zamorak: Senntisten has fallen! I have the Stone and the Staff. Soon the very walls of this place will be burned to the ground! People of Senntisten. The Empty Lord has led you all to stagnation. He has built this empire on false promises and deceit. Join me in tearing it down!
  • Azzanadra: Zamorak, this is madness-
  • Zamorak: Hear me, cardinals, scholars of the Church, leaders of the military. Now is the time to rise against the emperor who refuses to show his face! How many of your kin has he sent to their deaths? How many once great races now decay within the walls of this empire? AND FOR WHAT? He has promised you everything, but gives you nothing! Stand with me and together we will bring low a god!
  • Zebub: FOR THE SCOURGE!
  • Wahisietel: How can you betray us like this, Zamorak? After all we have been through?
  • Azzanadra: You are drunk on power. Does your arrogance know no bounds?
  • Zamorak: It is not you that I seek vengeance upon, brothers. Can you not see what he has done to us? Even now he will not show himself. Even with Senntisten in flames his throne remains empty!
  • Azzanadra: He will not answer your taunts. Call off your men!
  • Zamorak: FACE ME, ZAROS! Your reckoning is upon you! People, the time has come. Stand beside me...OR DIE FOR THE EMPTY LORD WHO DOES NOT CARE FOR YOU!
  • Kharshai: In that moment I was forced to make a choice. Stay loyal to the Empty Lord, or pledge my allegiance to the usurper...
  • Speak to Azzanadra or Zamorak to pick a side.

Speaking with others in the throne roomEdit

Talking to HazeelEdit

  • Hazeel: Kharshai, make the right choice. Join us in striking down the Empty Lord and reclaiming our independence. Our glory!

Talking to Lowerniel DrakanEdit

  • Lowerniel Drakan: Get out of my way, there is blood to be spilt...and devoured.

Talking to Mol'Zhar the MercilessEdit

  • Mol'Zhar the Merciless: The usurper reveals himself! The Lord's retribution will be swift.

Talking to ThammaronEdit

  • Thammaron: Puny whelp. Pledge your allegiance to the Legatus Maximus or I will crush you with my own hands.

Talking to PalkeeraEdit

  • Palkeera: Zamorak has arrived. Your power as inquisitor means nothing now.

Talking to ViggoraEdit

  • Viggora: This is no time for conversation, Kharshai. Either you stand with us, or you stand against us.

Talking to WahisietelEdit

  • Wahisietel: The Legatus Maximus... I can scarcely believe it.

Talking to ZemouregalEdit

  • Zemouregal: I could not care less if you join us or not, you will be sacrificed before long anyway. Now step aside!

Choosing a sideEdit

Talking to AzzanadraEdit

  • Azzanadra: So it is as we suspected. Zamorak, the Legatus Maximus... Such betrayal. Make your choice now, Kharshai. Do you stand with Zaros or these treacherous backstabbers?
    • Side with Zaros.
      • Azzanadra: The Empty Lord will reward your loyalty, of that I am sure. For now we must ready ourselves for battle.
        • (Continues below)
    • Walk away.
      • Azzanadra: Kharshai, Zaros does not forget.


Talking to ZamorakEdit

  • Zamorak: Stand with me, Kharshai. Brother. Zaros would have us consigned to oblivion, we cannot go on beneath his reign.
    • Side with Zamorak.
      • Zamorak: You have made the right choice today, Kharshai. You have chosen freedom.
        • (Continues below)
    • Walk away.
      • Zamorak: Do not make this mistake, Kharshai.

Zaros confronts ZamorakEdit

  • Screen fades and then returns. Camera view is directed at the empty throne.
  • Zaros: Enough!
  • Zaros teleports in.
  • Zaros: You are Legatus Maximus, you are supposed to be loyal.
  • Zamorak: These are my demands, Empty Lord.
  • Zamorak: You will relinquish control of this empire to me and leave this world.
  • Zaros: Never.
  • Zaros turns to face Azzanadra.
  • Zaros: Azzanadra, deal with this fool.
  • Azzanadra comes forward to Zamorak; Zamorak strikes Azzanadra with his weapon, and sends Azzanadra flying back.
  • Zamorak: Hold them back! Leave Zaros to me!
  • Zaros points to Zamorak and his followers.
  • Zaros: Kill these traitors!
Zarosians begin to battle with Zamorakians. Zaros sits down on the throne. Zamorak looks at Zaros, then at his staff. Zamorak charges forward, pushes aside an attacking vinculus, then ascends up the stairs to the throne. Zamorak leaps into the air, rotates his staff, then strikes at Zaros. Zaros holds up his hand to deflect the blow.

After viewing Kharshai's memoryEdit

  • Screen fades to black, then fades to white, then returns to the ritual site in the Sixth Age, with the assembled mahjarrat gathered there.
  • Akthanakos: That did not help us at all. There was no mention of what exactly Zaros promised us!
  • Kharshai: Well, the fighting was fierce in the throne room. I could not see what happened next between Zamorak and Zaros, but few claimed to have witnessed the struggle. When I became aware of Zaros's demise, Zamorak was standing before him with the Staff of Armadyl plunged through his chest.
  • Wahisietel: Exactly. No one knows the truth. No one heard any more of the exchange!
  • Zemouregal: Zamorak overpowered your Empty Lord. That is all there is to it.
  • Azzanadra: He has told me himself...no one else was present when the blow was struck. There must be a missing piece to this memory that has the information we need...
  • Hazeel: Come on, Azzy. They were in the same room as us the entire time. You cannot still be in denial after all these years.
  • Zamorak: He is correct.
  • Zamorak teleports in.
  • Bilrach: My lord, you grace us with your presence.
  • Wahisietel: Zamorak... Please, Zaros is watching.
  • Zamorak: He has left Gielinor and abandoned you already, but I do not wish death upon you. I seek your allegiance. It is vital that you see the final piece of this memory.
    • If you sided with Zamorak in Dishonour among Thieves:
      • Zamorak: Player, it is good to see you here. After the events in Sliske's vault I am confident in saying your assistance is invaluable.
        • (Continues below)
    • If you sided with Sliske in Dishonour among Thieves:
      • Zamorak: Pity the 'world guardian has decided to show [his/her] face. In Sliske's vault this one showed [himself/herself] to be nothing more than one of his fanatics. You will regret crossing me, but for now there are more pressing issues to attend to.
        • (Continues below)
    • If you remained neutral in Dishonour among Thieves:
      • Zamorak: Player, I wondered if you would make an appearance. Hopefully since your indecision in Sliske's vault you have made up your mind where your allegiance lies.
        • (Continues below)
  • Azzanadra: We do not need to hear whatever lies you are about to spout, Zamorak.
  • Zamorak: Silence, Azzanadra, or I will be forced to make an example of you.
  • Azzanadra: ...
  • Zamorak: Good. I know what Zaros has asked of you and I implore you not to obey him. He only has his own selfish interests at heart. No good can come of this pilgrimage to Freneskae, but I am well aware some of you will care little for what I say. So I must show you. I only ask that you use the information I bestow upon you to make the right decision.
  • Bilrach: Master, our power escapes with time like sand through our fingers. Our hand is forced-
  • Zamorak: Have the mahjarrat not always believed in survival of the strongest? Together you are the strongest. You will find a way to survive without Zaros. I will make sure of it. Kharshai, we are about to enter my memory. I trust you will be able to judge its authenticity.
  • Kharshai: Well, I think I would be able to tell if it has been tampered with, but-
  • Zamorak: That is all. I believe the sceptics here will trust you as the only expert and neutral party. What I am about to show you all happened precisely after the memory you have just seen. I believe it will provide you with the information you require to resolve your dispute. Only Zaros and I have ever known what transpired in these final moments... Until now.
    • Are you ready to enter Zamorak's memory?
      • Yes, let's go!
        • Screen fades to white and then returns. You are now viewing Zamorak's memory. Zamorak stands before Zaros.
      • No, not yet.
        • (Dialogue ends)

Zamorak's memory: Battle with ZarosEdit

Zamorak attacks ZarosEdit

  • Zamorak: What... Where am I?
  • Zaros: You seem confused, Zamorak. Did you expect to dispatch a god so easily?
  • Zamorak: Zaros? What is this place?
  • Zaros: I do not know where this power you are wielding has come from, but it means nothing here. You are in my world now.
  • Zamorak: What do you mean? Where have you taken me?
  • Zaros: We are in your mind, Zamorak. You cannot touch me in this place, because we are not physically here.
  • Zamorak: Hmm, I expected more of you than cheap tricks, Zaros.
  • Zaros: And I expected more of you than deceit and mutiny. You are - were - my most trusted general.
  • Zamorak: And we entrusted you with the survival and prosperity of our race, but what have you brought us except weakness and decay? You promised you would free us from the need to sacrifice! Free us from extinction!
  • Zaros: Semantics! I simply told you what you needed to hear. You are nothing but glorified mercenaries, fighting for whoever is top of the food chain.
  • Zamorak: This empire - your legacy - was built by us. YOU ARE NOTHING WITHOUT THE MAHJARRAT!
  • Zaros: Nothing? I am your god. You are simply a child who has grown insolent enough to bite the hand that feeds. But you cannot bite now. Kneel before me.
  • Zamorak kneels.
  • Zamorak: Argh!
  • Zaros: How does it feel to be utterly powerless?
  • Zamorak: My head... Please, stop!
  • Zaros: All that remains is to decide how best to punish you. Perhaps death is too merciful...
  • Zamorak: As Zaros spoke I became aware of the power of the Staff coursing through me. From my previous use I knew it was able to facilitate the transfer of energy from one thing to another. What I did not know, is that it could also reveal connections. I began to see the metaphysical links to the vast web he had created.
  • Nex comes down.
  • Zamorak: I could see Nex, who was far from Senntisten...
  • Char comes down, sprawled on the ground.
  • Zamorak: I saw Char, who lay poisoned in a cave to the west...
  • Mah comes down.
  • Zamorak: And I could even see Mah, slumbering on an entirely different planet. I realised that the Staff gave me a connection back to the real world. That I held the power to transcend this prison of the mind. Suddenly I was filled with belief. Zaros could not see what I could see...and he could hold me there no longer.
  • Nex, Char, and Mah disappear.
  • Zamorak: You think you have fooled me, Zaros, but you have only fooled yourself!
  • Zaros: What is this? You cannot hurt me here. You cannot even touch me!
  • Zamorak: Your arrogance will be your end!
  • Zamorak powers the staff, rotates the staff, and then stabs Zaros. Screen fades to white, and then returns. You are now viewing the throne room at Senntisten. Zaros collapses to the floor, with his body disintegrating, with a purple cloud of smoke on either side of him, after having been stabbed by Zamorak.

After viewing Zamorak's memoryEdit

  • Screen fades to black, then fades to white, then returns to the ritual site in the Sixth Age, with the assembled mahjarrat gathered there.
  • Zamorak: Now you have all seen the truth. It is up to you to decide with whom you place your trust.
    • If you sided with Zamorak in Dishonour among Thieves:
      • Zamorak: Continue to fight for my cause, Player, and you will rank yourself among my most revered followers.
        • (Continues below)
    • If you sided with Sliske in Dishonour among Thieves:
      • Zamorak: I hope you will not be so naive this time, Player. Reconsider your loyalty whilst there is still time.
        • (Continues below)
    • If you remained neutral in Dishonour among Thieves:
      • Zamorak: Perhaps you will give me your support this time, Player, and rank yourself among my most revered followers.
        • (Continues below)
  • Zamorak teleports out.
  • Wahisietel: Surely we cannot trust him. He is manipulating us!
  • Azzanadra: Well, Kharshai? Was this memory legitimate?
  • Kharshai: I believe so, yes. It was most definitely a memory and showed no signs of interference.
  • Akthanakos: Azzanadra, we cannot trust Zamorak!
    • If you sided with Azzanadra in the throne room:
      • Azzanadra: I do not trust him. I do, however, trust Kharshai. Even in the throne room, with all eyes upon him, his judgement was sound.
        • (Continues below)
    • If you sided with Zamorak in the throne room:
      • Azzanadra: I do not trust him. Kharshai is the only expert we have, although it pains me to say so having just relived him betraying us. He is neutral now, though, and I believe he is telling the truth.
        • (Continues below)
  • Zemouregal: Then we all witnessed the truth. Zaros is clearly the one who cannot be trusted. The ritual must go on!
  • Azzanadra: Zaros has changed. He is not the god he used to be.
  • Hazeel: But history has not changed, and neither has our predicament. Zaros could be using it to manipulate us, just as before.
  • Wahisietel: You have said it before...our predicament has not changed. I see no other option but to go to Freneskae and see what Zaros is talking about.
  • Kharshai: Hmm, perhaps you are right. Our impending doom is not something we can ignore, but if nothing else we are now wiser.
  • General Khazard: So we should just play right into Zaros's hands?
  • Enakhra: Unfortunately, it would seem we have no other choice. Zamorak will watch over us on our journey, of that I am sure.
  • Azzanadra: At least some of you are able to see reason. There may yet be hope for us.
  • Zemouregal: This is ridiculous. The only reason I will set foot on Freneskae is because I cannot perform a ritual on my own.
  • Hazeel: Zaros requested we meet him at an old ritual site, Zemouregal. We may yet get a sacrifice.
  • Kharshai: Hmph, I might still be in need of you, Player. Meet me on the other side of the world gate. I will be waiting on Freneskae.
  • Screen fades to black, and then returns; the mahjarrat have gone to Freneskae.

Entering the World GateEdit

  • Children of Mah.
    • You enter Freneskae and appear at the last visited area during the quest.
  • Go to Freneskae.
    • You enter Freneskae and appear near the World Gate.

At the Falls of MahEdit

Jumping on rock before talking to KharshaiEdit

  • Player: I should talk to Kharshai before I start playing with rocks near lava.

Talking to KharshaiEdit

  • Player: What happened to the world gate? Where are we?
  • Kharshai: We are still on Freneskae, do not fear. The Falls of Mah, we called this place. Acknowledged as the most dangerous part of the journey to the Ritual of Enervation site. I must say, it feels incredibly strange to be back here after all this time. It would seem seismic activity shook the world gate from its perch, we are lucky it remained in tact. The important part, at least.
  • Player: Can you remember much about your time here?
  • Kharshai: I remember hardship; that has always been very much the way on Freneskae. It does not look like much has changed in that way since we left. Come, we have still got a long way to go before we reach the ritual site.
  • Zemouregal appears.
  • Zemouregal: Do not start making any plans yet, Kharshai. You are coming with me!
  • Zemouregal casts a spell; Kharshai kneels to the ground.
  • Player: Zemouregal! Get your hands off him!
  • Zemouregal: I think not. Call this my insurance; if Zaros dares betray us again then Kharshai will be our sacrifice. And if that does not stop this attack on us, I will sacrifice each of those Zarosian maggots one by one until Zaros relinquishes to our might.
  • Kharshai: Listen, Zemouregal, this is bigger than all of us. For once we need to work together if we are to survive.
  • Zemouregal: This is just the kind of cowardice I have come to expect from the one being sacrificed. Now come along, there is still plenty to get ready before the rest assemble. Our ancestors may have had to traverse these lava falls, but learning the art of teleportation has made a mockery of that pilgrimage. Good luck surviving alone and on foot, Player.
  • Zemouregal teleports away with Kharshai.
  • Player: Zemouregal, get back here!

Inspecting the Mahjarrat deathstone (Rhakzuhl's deathplace)Edit

First timeEdit

  • X/4 final memories found.
  • This marks the deathplace of Rhakzuhl, whose final memory echoes from the gemstone left within the stone...
  • The Falls of Mah lay before me. One last obstacle at the end of our pilgrimage to the ritual site, where we would create new life at long last. Fresh blood, another of our kin to replenish those sacrificed. The blazing river was the most hazardous of all the challenges we had overcome. Naturally it was a time of heightened seismic activity, so it bubbled and burped forth huge pillars of flame. The surrounding hills, concealed in smoke, swarmed with muspah. Their bloodthirsty screams piercing the darkness of the night, warning us not to stray far from the lava falls. Only the strongest and most agile mahjarrat would complete the pilgrimage, so I took my place at the forefront of our group to assert my dominance. How foolish I was... As we edged our way along the steep slopes an earthquake shook the ground beneath our feet, freeing great chunks of rubble that hurtled towards us. Despite my evasive manoeuvres I was unable to avoid one of the boulders, which crunched into my chest and sent me flying into the churning lava. The desperate cries of my mate were the last thing that I heard as the fiery river consumed me.

AfterwardEdit

  • This marks the deathplace of Rhakzuhl, whose final memory echoes from the gemstone left within the stone...
  • The Falls of Mah lay before me. One last obstacle at the end of our pilgrimage to the ritual site, where we would create new life at long last. Fresh blood, another of our kin to replenish those sacrificed. The blazing river was the most hazardous of all the challenges we had overcome. Naturally it was a time of heightened seismic activity, so it bubbled and burped forth huge pillars of flame. The surrounding hills, concealed in smoke, swarmed with muspah. Their bloodthirsty screams piercing the darkness of the night, warning us not to stray far from the lava falls. Only the strongest and most agile mahjarrat would complete the pilgrimage, so I took my place at the forefront of our group to assert my dominance. How foolish I was... As we edged our way along the steep slopes an earthquake shook the ground beneath our feet, freeing great chunks of rubble that hurtled towards us. Despite my evasive manoeuvres I was unable to avoid one of the boulders, which crunched into my chest and sent me flying into the churning lava. The desperate cries of my mate were the last thing that I heard as the fiery river consumed me.

First rock rideEdit

Jumping on the rockEdit

  • Player: This is where the road ends. It seems insane but if I'm going to save Kharshai my only option is to surf the lava falls on this rock. Here goes nothing...
  • The path ahead is dangerous and you may die. You should make sure you have any equipment, food and supplies you need before continuing.
  • Navigate the lava falls safely by moving left and right using the arrow keys on your keyboard or on your screen.
    • Ride the rock?
      • Yes.
        • You jump on to the rock.
        • Rock ride down the lava falls begins.
      • No.
        • (Dialogue ends)

Crashing into a rockEdit

  • You crashed into the rock!

After the first rock rideEdit

  • Muspah attack.

Inspecting the Mahjarrat deathstone (Kyreetha's deathplace)Edit

First timeEdit

  • X/4 final memories found.
  • This marks the deathplace of Kyreetha, whose final memory echoes from the gemstone left within the marker...
  • I had watched too many of my kin be consumed by the fiery embrace of the Falls of Mah. The rocky banks continued to rumble and shake, so I screamed at the rest of the party to follow me into the hills. The legends had always advised not to wander from the river of lava, but I had never placed much stock in the tales of our elders. Always so concerned with maintaining tradition. I loathed them. If only I had known then that my overconfidence would be my downfall. We did not make it far before the ash engulfed us and all we could see in the smoke were the glowing eyes of the muspah horde. On their own - even in their tens - we could have easily dealt with the threat, but there seemed to be hundreds of them. They leapt and bound towards us, and we were quickly separated in the confusion. I must have slaughtered dozens of them before collapsing beneath their onslaught. Within moments they had overwhelmed me, ripping me with their barbed limbs and razor-sharp teeth. They were relentless, hungry, insatiable. They did not cease until all I could see was black.

AfterwardEdit

  • This marks the deathplace of Kyreetha, whose final memory echoes from the gemstone left within the marker...
  • I had watched too many of my kin be consumed by the fiery embrace of the Falls of Mah. The rocky banks continued to rumble and shake, so I screamed at the rest of the party to follow me into the hills. The legends had always advised not to wander from the river of lava, but I had never placed much stock in the tales of our elders. Always so concerned with maintaining tradition. I loathed them. If only I had known then that my overconfidence would be my downfall. We did not make it far before the ash engulfed us and all we could see in the smoke were the glowing eyes of the muspah horde. On their own - even in their tens - we could have easily dealt with the threat, but there seemed to be hundreds of them. They leapt and bound towards us, and we were quickly separated in the confusion. I must have slaughtered dozens of them before collapsing beneath their onslaught. Within moments they had overwhelmed me, ripping me with their barbed limbs and razor-sharp teeth. They were relentless, hungry, insatiable. They did not cease until all I could see was black.

Second rock rideEdit

Jumping on the rockEdit

  • Ride the rock?
    • Yes.
      • You jump on to the rock.
      • Rock ride down the lava falls begins.
    • No.
      • (Dialogue ends)

Crashing into a rockEdit

  • You crashed into the rock!

After the second rock rideEdit

  • You slide off the cliff. Screen fades to black.
  • Seren: Not yet, Player. You have so much left to give... I have got you. Rest now.
  • Screen returns. You awaken & rise from the ground.
  • Player: What...what happened?
  • You run to Seren.
  • Seren: Guthix may have had good intentions when he stopped godly magic affecting you, world guardian, but he made it highly difficult to save you too.
  • Player: Seren? What are you doing here?
  • Seren: Manners cost nothing, Player.
    • Thank Seren.
      • Player: Oh, of course, thanks for saving me. I was in trouble there!
      • Seren: You are most welcome, and far too important to risk being submerged in lava.
        • (Continues below)
    • Don't thank Seren.
      • Player: There was no need to save me, I had everything under control.
      • Seren: I am not sure Guthix's protection extends to being submerged in lava, but I suppose you cannot all be as gracious as the elves.
        • (Continues below)
    • Try to be funny.
      • Player: Umm, what are you doing here...please?
      • Seren: Well, I suppose you cannot all be as gracious as the elves.
        • (Continues below)
  • Seren: I must confess, I did not come here simply to watch over you. There are fateful events in motion.
  • Player: Does that mean you know why the mahjarrat are being drained of their power?
  • Seren: I do...and so does Zaros.
  • Player: Really? I wonder why he didn't tell us... What's causing it?
  • Seren: Mah. Trying to reclaim the energy she has lost, which she now needs so badly. She has managed to drag herself to the old Ritual of Enervation site and dream her own monstrous ritual stone into existence. You may have noticed it climbing from the skyline to pierce the clouds.
  • Player: That's a ritual stone?
  • Seren: It is, and the clouds are not the only thing it pierces. Mah has used it to literally puncture the abyss, allowing it to act as a conduit through which she can reclaim her energy. That is how she has managed to syphon it back across worlds. It is amazing what she is able to accomplish, even in her current state.
  • Player: So what is Zaros doing bringing all the mahjarrat here if she wants to reclaim her energy from them?
  • Seren: The mahjarrat were not Mah's only creation, Player.
  • Player: Wait, she's siphoning energy from Zaros as well?
  • Seren: From Zaros. From me. From Zamorak... It is no coincidence we have all taken such a vested interest.
  • Player: But...you're gods! If Mah isn't stopped you'll really all be gone?
  • Seren: We will. I fear Zaros's plan to stop her is vastly different from my own, though.
  • Player: What do you think he's up to?
  • Seren: I believe he is planning a ritual of his own using the marker Mah has created. Normally the markers act as connections to Mah, drawing upon her energy. On Gielinor the marker was not able to connect to her, which is why the rituals needed the power of a sacrifice. If Zaros can reverse the effects of Mah's immense marker and siphon enough energy from her it will leave her weakened enough to...
  • Player: To kill her?
  • Seren: Yes, I think so. Our own mother... That is why he needs all the mahjarrat here. The more of them performing the ritual, the more energy they can siphon. Zaros has never had much love for our mother, but she gave him life. Is he so consumed by his hunger to become an Elder God that he would betray his creator? I truly hope that I am wrong, world guardian.
    • Ask what Zaros would gain.
      • Player: What would he gain from killing Mah?
      • Seren: I am not quite sure. Perhaps he believes he can siphon enough of her power for him to ascend. Or perhaps there is something else he can gain from her that I am not aware of. Either way, I will stand beside my mother. Even if it means standing against Zaros.
        • (Continues below)
    • [Continue...]
      • (Continues below)
  • Seren: The gift of world guardian makes you resistant to many of the forces in play here. You may be able to help at the most critical moment. That is why I saved you. I hope I will not regret it. You should continue your journey to the Ritual of Enervation site, Player. The mahjarrat are already gathered.
  • Seren teleports away. Camera pans to the ritual marker, then returns to normal view.

Inspecting the Mahjarrat deathstone (Hizzindra's deathplace)Edit

First timeEdit

  • X/4 final memories found.
  • This marks the death place of Hizzindra, whose final memory echoes from the gemstone left within the marker...
  • Night had fallen long ago and our group was exhausted from the trials of the pilgrimage, so I suggested we seek refuge on the safe ground at the foot of the Falls of Mah. We set up lightning rods, like before, to draw the strikes away from our camp, and tried to get some rest. The ominous shrieks of the muspah kept me awake until I could hold my eyes open no longer. I woke up to the earth rumbling beneath me and thick smoke filling my lungs. Around me the air was filled with cries, some of which were my name... What we had thought to be safe ground had been enveloped by waves of raging magma, cascading down as the earthquakes intensified. I was separated from my kin, left isolated on a spit of land that was shrinking before my eyes. The heat was becoming unbearable...but there was no way off. I closed my eyes and prayed to Mah that I might be saved, but when I opened them I was greeted by a wall of flame surging towards me at great speed. I shut my eyes again, and accepted my fate.

AfterwardEdit

  • This marks the death place of Hizzindra, whose final memory echoes from the gemstone left within the marker...
  • Night had fallen long ago and our group was exhausted from the trials of the pilgrimage, so I suggested we seek refuge on the safe ground at the foot of the Falls of Mah. We set up lightning rods, like before, to draw the strikes away from our camp, and tried to get some rest. The ominous shrieks of the muspah kept me awake until I could hold my eyes open no longer. I woke up to the earth rumbling beneath me and thick smoke filling my lungs. Around me the air was filled with cries, some of which were my name... What we had thought to be safe ground had been enveloped by waves of raging magma, cascading down as the earthquakes intensified. I was separated from my kin, left isolated on a spit of land that was shrinking before my eyes. The heat was becoming unbearable...but there was no way off. I closed my eyes and prayed to Mah that I might be saved, but when I opened them I was greeted by a wall of flame surging towards me at great speed. I shut my eyes again, and accepted my fate.

Entering the Cave entranceEdit

Before talking to SerenEdit

  • Player: I should talk to Seren about what happened before I leave.

After talking to SerenEdit

  • Camera pans to Mah, then returns to normal view.

Inspecting the Mahjarrat deathstone (Zemouregal's deathplace)Edit

First timeEdit

  • X/4 final memories found.
  • This marks the death place of Zemouregal, whose final memory echoes from the gemstone left within the marker...
  • Weaklings, all of them. I alone deserved to reach the Enervation site. The only reason I helped them survive the falls was because I needed them to conduct that ridiculous ritual and secure my legacy. The whole reason I made the tedious journey was to have a son who would take my name and grow to be a great warrior like his father, but things did not go exactly to plan. I selected my mate because of her fearsome capabilities in battle, an ideal candidate to create strong offspring. Unfortunately as we navigated the Falls of Mah she was ambushed by a muspah the likes of which we had never witnessed. The gargantuan muspah caught her with an explosive projectile, knocking her from the rocky ledge she clung to. I was able to catch her before she fell into the lava, but she was gravely wounded. Undeterred by this I dragged her to the marker and went ahead with the Ritual of Enervation. Ever more powerful earthquakes shifted the land and terrifying roars reverberated around us as we channelled our energy. With immense disappointment, I realised my mate was too feeble to provide the power required by the ritual, but we had come too far to stop prematurely. Lightning struck the volcanic slopes around us and pillars of magma rose from the lava. In that moment I poured all my force - everything I had - into the ritual. The last thing I saw was an incredible flash of light, and I slipped from this world with those strange roars echoing around my head. I was sure that it was the Mother Mah from legend, reassuring me that I had sired a child destined for greatness.

AfterwardEdit

  • This marks the death place of Zemouregal, whose final memory echoes from the gemstone left within the marker...
  • Weaklings, all of them. I alone deserved to reach the Enervation site. The only reason I helped them survive the falls was because I needed them to conduct that ridiculous ritual and secure my legacy. The whole reason I made the tedious journey was to have a son who would take my name and grow to be a great warrior like his father, but things did not go exactly to plan. I selected my mate because of her fearsome capabilities in battle, an ideal candidate to create strong offspring. Unfortunately as we navigated the Falls of Mah she was ambushed by a muspah the likes of which we had never witnessed. The gargantuan muspah caught her with an explosive projectile, knocking her from the rocky ledge she clung to. I was able to catch her before she fell into the lava, but she was gravely wounded. Undeterred by this I dragged her to the marker and went ahead with the Ritual of Enervation. Ever more powerful earthquakes shifted the land and terrifying roars reverberated around us as we channelled our energy. With immense disappointment, I realised my mate was too feeble to provide the power required by the ritual, but we had come too far to stop prematurely. Lightning struck the volcanic slopes around us and pillars of magma rose from the lava. In that moment I poured all my force - everything I had - into the ritual. The last thing I saw was an incredible flash of light, and I slipped from this world with those strange roars echoing around my head. I was sure that it was the Mother Mah from legend, reassuring me that I had sired a child destined for greatness.

Ritual beginsEdit

Talking to any mahjarratEdit

  • You walk to the center of the assembled mahjarrat.
  • Blirach: Curious. The pull on our energy here seems even stronger than before.
  • Akthanakos: Looks like I am not the only one to revert. Even you have assumed your skeletal form, Bilrach.
  • Blirach: Assumed, yes. Reverted, no. I have decreased my energy signature to be as low as possible, thus extending the little time I have left, hmm.
  • Akthanakos: Oh, well yes, of course. Following my example, obviously.
  • Wahisietel: Look, we stand in the shadow of Mah...she exists. The legends were true!
  • Azzanadra: Yet unfortunately the moment is ruined. Let Kharshai go, Zemouregal.
  • Kharshai: Player, help me!
  • Zemouregal: Quiet, rat. I have no trust in Zaros. When he does not deliver I will sacrifice Kharshai right here and be done with these futile games!
    • Release him.
      • Player: Release him, Zemouregal, or you'll have me to answer to.
      • Zemouregal: Haha! You are awfully pompous for a glorified babysitter.
      • Player: I seem to remember you running with your tail between your legs the last time you faced me.
      • Zemouregal: Hmph.
        • (Continues below)
    • Sacrifice him.
      • Player: Why don't you sacrifice him now and get it over with?
      • Kharshai: Player, why?
      • Zemouregal: Haha! Finally someone who talks sense. I might begin to like you yet, Player.
        • (Continues below)
    • I don't care.
      • Player: I really don't care whether you sacrifice him or not.
      • Kharshai: Player... To think I considered you a friend.
      • Zemouregal: Haha! Looks like you just lost your only ally, old boy. Oh well, I will put you out of your misery soon enough.
        • (Continues below)
  • Wahisietel: This contemptuous attitude will achieve nothing. Zaros is going to deliver, is that not why we are here?
  • Hazeel: Come on, Zemouregal, we will see what Zaros has to say for himself. Kharshai will not be going anywhere.
  • Zemouregal: Still, it does not hurt to keep him in tow.
  • Zaros: Release him.
  • Zaros teleports in.
  • Zaros: You will not be needing sacrifices anymore.
  • Zemouregal: The Empty Lord finally graces us with his presence. Just consider old Kharshai here collateral.
  • Zaros: Do not forget who you are speaking to. Release him.
  • Zemouregal: Fine. I will come back to you later, Kharshai.
  • Zemouregal releases Kharshai; Kharshai stands.
  • Zaros: I understand you all are skeptical, but it is time I put your worries to rest. This ritual marker has been dreamed into existence by the very Elder God that created each and every one of us. You are the exception, Player, and your assistance will be imperative. I believe Mah created this ritual marker because she intends for us to use it. We must conduct one final ritual.
  • Bilrach: Hmm...
  • Enakhra: You brought us here for another ritual?
  • Kharshai: You said there would be no more sacrifices!
  • Zaros: And I spoke the truth.
  • General Khazard: Then you mean a Ritual of Enervation?
  • Zaros: Not quite. I will aid you in a Ritual of Rejuvenation, but we will draw energy directly from Mah.
  • Akthanakos: But she is so weak already. Will she survive?
  • Hazeel: Why should we care if she survives? She is the reason we escaped this forsaken planet in the first place!
  • Azzanadra: She is still our creator.
  • Zaros: I have more information you would benefit from hearing. Mah is the drain on your power you have all been feeling. It will not stop while she exists. She cares for you. It is my assessment that she created the marker to draw you here and give you the last of her energy.
  • Bilrach: Interesting, very interesting.
  • Azzanadra: Well, that changes things somewhat...
  • Zemouregal: So your plan is to transfer Mah's power directly to us?
  • Zaros: Yes, Zemouregal. You would gain more power than you have ever experienced, and with Mah gone there would no longer be a need for your rituals.
  • Zemouregal: Alright. I may not trust you, but I cannot fault the logic of your plan.
  • Wahisietel: Of course, your tune completely changes at the first sniff of power.
  • Zaros: There will be no more bickering. We must take advantage of Mah's peaceful slumber to begin the ritual.
    • Object to Mah being killed.
      • Player: Mah is completely helpless. She created all of you, how could you betray her?
      • Zaros: She has spent most of her life consumed by nightmares. Even her brief moments of lucidity are plagued by madness. It pains me to see her sad existence, truly. We would be doing her a kindness.
      • Azzanadra: What other choice do we have, Player? It is her or all of us. Sacrifice a life to save many...one last time.
        • (Continues below)
    • [Continue...]
      • (Continues below)
  • Zaros: I need all of your full concentration now. It is time. Focus your energy-
  • Zamorak: ZAROS!
  • Zamorak walks in.
  • Zaros: Zamorak. Right on time, and just as before.
  • Zamorak: You have manipulated the desperate long enough, Empty Lord. Deceiver. I will not let history repeat itself!
  • Zaros: Oh, but it is repeating itself. I will make sure it is different this time though, Zamorak.
  • Zamorak: Do not underestimate me. I defeated you once, I will defeat you again.
  • Zaros: And yet the fear in your voice betrays your words. There is doubt in your eyes, not fire. You lack the confidence and naivety you wielded the first time you challenged me.
  • Zamorak: But my power has increased exponentially. What I have lost in naivety I have gained in wisdom.
  • Zaros: Yes, the kind of wisdom only loss and hardship can bring.
  • Zamorak: You know nothing of what I have been through.
  • Zaros: Have I not also suffered? Neither of us had tasted defeat before; we were both so arrogant we believed ourselves invincible. We are changed now, Zamorak. Both of us.
  • Zamorak: You will not manipulate me, Zaros. I am immune to your controlling aura.
  • Zaros: Hmm, so you know about my curse.
  • Zamorak: Ha! Curse... It is how you have accomplished everything. I figured it out thousands of years ago.
    • Ask about Zaros's controlling aura.
      • Player: What do you mean 'controlling aura'?
      • Zamorak: Anyone in close proximity to him will gradually be compelled to follow him. It is false devotion. Clearly it affects some more than others; I believe the effect is stronger the weaker the individual is. Am I not correct, Zaros?
      • Zaros: Yes, I am flawed. Doomed never to know whether the loyalty I inspire is genuine unless I withdraw myself as I have done. It is no gift.
      • Zemouregal: Then Azzy and his sidekicks are just lovesick weaklings!
      • Zaros: Wrong. Their loyalty has always been unwavering, despite my complete absence from this world. And Guthix saw to it that I have no effect on you, Player.
        • (Continues below)
    • [Continue...]
      • (Continues below)
  • Zamorak: Enough chatter, I know what you are doing. Pulling the strings with your words and promises.
  • Zaros: I know how to free them, Zamorak. I know how to free you.
  • Zamorak: Me? You think I need your help?
    • Tell them you know their power is draining too.
      • Player: Mah isn't just draining the mahjarrat of their power. She's draining it from both of you as well.
      • Zaros: I see. Seren must have intercepted you on your journey then.
      • Zamorak: Wait, you are being drained of your power as well?
      • Zaros: Player is right. We are all of the same composition, a family of sorts. I am in the same peril as all of you are.
      • Zamorak: Then your plan is even more transparent than before. It is exactly as I predicted!
        • (Continues below)
    • Stay silent.
      • (Continues below)
  • Zamorak: You have lured them all here to drain them of their power. Are you truly so desperate to save yourself that you would sacrifice them all?
  • Zaros: No, Zamorak. You are wrong. Always so blinded by hatred. Here, let me show you how I can use the ritual mark to channel Mah's energy into Khazard-
  • Zamorak: STOP! MY SON!
  • Zamorak fires a spell at Zaros; Zaros fires a spell at Zamorak. The spells meet mid-air.
  • Zamorak: I will end your tyranny once and for all!
  • Zaros: You will pay for your ignorance with your life!
  • Zamorak leans forward; the spell overpowers him.
  • Zamorak: Arghhhh!
    • Zamorak kneels to the ground, with his left hand on the floor. Zaros keeps firing his spell.
  • Zaros: Even now it is a shame to end your life.
  • Zamorak: I never asked for this burden.
  • Zamorak: Everything I did, I did for the mahjarrat.
    • Zamorak rises and fires a spell with his left hand.
  • Zamorak: If I am to die, the power YOU gave me will become theirs!
  • Each mahjarrat is enveloped in a green aura.
  • Zaros: What? No...
  • Zaros stops firing his spell. Screen fades to black and then returns, briefly spotlighting you. Screen fades to black and then returns, showing normal view.
  • General Khazard: Z-Zamorak? My father?
  • Zamorak: I am sorry, Khazard. I have failed you.
  • Zaros: Your self-sacrifice instills devotion in your kin... Somehow, in opposition to everything I try to build - everything I try to give - you stand against me. And it inspires others to do the same. I will not make you a martyr.
  • Zamorak: Then what will you do?
  • Zaros: You have always had such potential, Zamorak. Even now, you are the embodiment of everything I preach. Such desire to overcome your limitations. I cannot let you go to waste. I am afraid we are far past the point of trust though. There must be precautions this time.
  • Zamorak: I will not be your instrument, Zaros.
  • Zaros: It is a shame you cannot see the value of joining me. The things we could accomplish together... I see only one way we can mutually benefit from this predicament. I suggest we invoke Viniculum Juris, an ancient demonic pact I am sure you are familiar with.
  • Zamorak: Hmm, I am familiar with the demons' pacts and what they entail. You have truly lost your mind if you think I will allow my fate to be entwined with yours.
  • Zaros: You have no choice. If you wish to leave this place, I need to know you will not interfere with me again.
  • Zamorak: Argh, spit it out then. What terms would you have bind us?
  • Zaros: Sliske has the Catalyst. He intends to give it to the victor of the last of his games and end these nonsensical God Wars. I know you are planning to obtain it. You will continue to do so, but within this game you will perform one action at my request. You will know which request I intend for you to act upon, because I will refer to you as my Legatus Maximus when I address you.
  • Zamorak: Bah! You have gone mad, Zaros. Millennia in the abyss has warped your mind.
  • Zaros: Wait. In return, I vow to deliver upon my promise. We will conduct one final ritual. When it is complete every one of you will have increased in power and the drain on your energy will be gone.
  • Enakhra: The pact will bind him to his word, Zamorak. He will have to free us!
  • Zamorak: I cannot give him what he wants, Enakhra. There is no telling what he would do with the Stone!
  • Hazeel: Zamorak, brother, swallow your pride. We have no other option.
  • Zamorak: Hazeel...
  • Bilrach: Hmm, Mah stirs...the clock is ticking faster. I see no other path to salvation, my lord.
  • Zamorak: ... You know what happens if you break this vow, Zaros. Viniculum Juris is not forgiving.
  • Zaros: Yes...I will be undone.
  • Zamorak: Then it is no longer a matter of trust. Keep your word, or cease to exist.
  • Zaros: We are clear on the consequences. Do you accept my wording?
  • Zamorak: With one last ritual you will end the need for any more, prevent any further energy drain and in turn empower us all. If you deliver on this promise, I must perform one action for you in Sliske's game.
  • Zaros: And the request I intend for you to act upon will be denoted by...
  • Zamorak: You will address me as your Legatus Maximus.
  • Zaros: Then it is settled. Player can serve as our witness, [he/she] is sure to be present at Sliske's game. Let us begin.
  • Zamorak & Zaros: Animus contrahendi. Viniculum Juris!
  • Zamorak and Zaros each fire a spell at the other; the spells meet.
  • Zaros: It is done. We are bound.
  • Zamorak: Then hold up your end of the bargain, Zaros. Now.
  • Zaros: Yes, it is about time. Mah will not sleep soundly for much longer.
  • Azzanadra: What must we do, Zaros?
  • Zaros: The marker is acting as a conduit for Mah to siphon energy through. I will reverse this process. This will allow you all to channel power through the marker, as you would in a Ritual of Rejuvenation. The difference being that this time the ritual will draw on Mah's power directly, infusing it into each of you. Permanently.
  • Wahisietel: If this works, you will be the saviour of our people, my lord.
  • General Khazard: F-father, can we really trust this to work?
  • Zamorak: He is bound to his word by Viniculum Juris, Khazard. Either he keeps his promise or he will be destroyed, both outcomes are victories.
  • Zemouregal: Let us get on with it then.
  • Ground shakes.
  • Zaros: Player! Mah's night tremors have reached their peak. We need you to head up to her and intercept anything she may spawn!
  • Player: I'm on it!
  • Ground stops shaking. Mahjarrat begin siphoning energy from the ritual marker.

Talking to anyone in the ritual site afterwardsEdit

  • Zaros: Go to Mah and prevent any of her nightmares reaching us. If we are to complete the ritual we cannot be interrupted.

Mah's nightmaresEdit

Talking to SerenEdit

First timeEdit

  • Seren: Player, thank goodness you have arrived. The ritual has completely destabilised Mah, I am not sure how much longer I can soothe her for.
  • Ground shakes.
  • Seren: If I try to stop the ritual she may descend into terrors. There is no telling the destruction she could cause.
  • Ground stops shaking.
  • Player: What can I do to help?
  • Ground shakes.
  • Seren: As her energy is drained Mah's nightmares are intensifying. We need to calm her or else risk the complete annihilation of Freneskae!
  • Ground stops shaking.
  • Player: How do we do that? Can we defeat the creatures she dreams into existence?
  • Seren: No, no, that will only make things worse. We must defeat her nightmares before they manifest. I believe you are familiar with Zaros's ability to enter an individual's mind and create shared spaces of consciousness?
  • Player: I am.
  • Ground shakes.
  • Seren: I possess similar abilities. If you accept, I will be able to send you into Mah's nightmare. There is no telling what you will find, but I trust you will find a way to calm her.
  • Ground stops shaking.
  • Player: Hang on. You want to send me into the nightmares of a dying Elder God?
  • Seren: With Guthix's blessing upon you I can only open the door, you must step through it. Time is of the essence, Player. Are you ready to enter Mah's nightmare?
    • Yes.
      • You enter Mah's nightmare.
    • No.
      • (Dialogue ends)

Before three failuresEdit

  • Seren: Time is of the essence, Player. Are you ready to enter Mah's nightmare?
    • Yes.
      • You enter Mah's nightmare.
    • No.
      • (Dialogue ends)

After three or more failuresEdit

  • Seren: Time is of the essence, Player. Are you ready to enter Mah's nightmare?
    • Yes.
      • You enter Mah's nightmare.
    • Yes (with Seren's assistance).
      • You enter Mah's nightmare.
    • No.
      • (Dialogue ends)

In the midst of Mah's nightmareEdit

Checking the health of the core of MahEdit

  • Current health: X/2000.

Attempting to insert an orb without having anyEdit

  • You need to have an orb to place one.

Inserting an orbEdit

  • You place the orb on the pillar.

Taking an orbEdit

  • You take the orb.

As a muspah appearsEdit

  • A creature appears as Mah's nightmare overwhelms you.

Upon defeat by Mah's nightmareEdit

Before three failuresEdit

  • Mah's mind has been corrupted by her nightmares. As she loses control, you feel yourself being pushed from her dreams.
  • Screen fades to black, and then returns. You are standing beside Seren.
  • Player: What happened?
  • Seren: Mah's nightmare defeated you, pushing you out of her mind. Are you ready to try again?
    • Yes.
      • You enter Mah's nightmare.
    • No.
      • (Dialogue ends)

After three or more failuresEdit

  • Mah's mind has been corrupted by her nightmares. As she loses control, you feel yourself being pushed from her dreams.
  • Screen fades to black, and then returns. You are standing beside Seren.
  • Player: What happened?
  • Seren: Mah's nightmare defeated you, pushing you out of her mind. Are you ready to try again?
    • Yes
      • You enter Mah's nightmare.
    • Yes (easy mode)
      • You enter Mah's nightmare.
    • No
      • (Dialogue ends)

Mah's first nightmareEdit

Investigating the core of MahEdit

  • Seren: This must be Mah's core. The centre of her mind and the source of all her power.
  • Player: Wow...why are there muspah stood around her core like that?
  • Seren: You are in Mah's nightmare. These must be her fears. The muspah represent everything Mah has lost. As the anima of this planet has drained, so has her energy. Once she created gods, now these grotesque imitations are all that is left of her power. It would appear that in the depths of her mind some part of her still knows this. I will provide you with my light to drive back the dark of these nightmares. Are you ready to release their grip over her?
  • Seren gives you 1 glowing orb.
  • Environment turns dark. Mah's nightmare begins.

After Mah's first nightmareEdit

  • Screen fades to white, and then returns.
  • Seren: In defeating the nightmare Muspah's[sic] you have begun to calm Mah's terrors. However, there are greater fears to face - we must go deeper yet.

Mah's second nightmareEdit

As you remain in the darknessEdit

  • The darkness starts to unnerve you.

Exiting via Azzanadra and/or ZemouregalEdit

  • You are taken to the core of Mah.

Investigating the core of MahEdit

  • Seren: There were times when Mah would occasionally become lucid. However, she was unable to separate dreams from reality. Her screams would echo across the mountains, causing earthquakes as she hurt herself. It appears I must be to blame for this part of her nightmare. I encouraged the mahjarrat to perform a Ritual of Enervation, which would drain Mah of some power, settling her fury and allowing the Mahjarrat to breed. Mah became more aware of this over time and came to fear these rituals. Her terrors were increasingly violent with each and every one. From what you have found in her nightmares it would seem she was aware enough to know it was the mahjarrat draining her power. Let us banish this fear.
  • Seren gives you 2 glowing orbs.
  • Environment turns dark. Mah's nightmare begins.

After Mah's second nightmareEdit

  • Seren: Mah's fears of the mahjarrat have subsided, but there are worse nightmares still. You are close now, keep going!

Mah's third nightmareEdit

Touching the light shard (Red) and/or light shard (Yellow)Edit

  • The pillar doesn't respond, as if it isn't ready yet.

Opening a stone shardEdit

  • The way is blocked. Use the red light shard to open the path.

Touching a light shardEdit

  • The blocked path opens as the light fades before you.

Exiting via Seren and/or ZarosEdit

  • You are taken to the core of Mah.

Investigating the core of MahEdit

  • Seren: No... This is the deepest part of her nightmare. Did she truly fear us? Zaros and myself are Mah's greatest creations. She loved us completely, as I have seen countless parents love their children since leaving this place. Alas, her love was overwhelming. Zaros felt smothered by Mah and left Freneskae, leaving me alone to care for her. Those were dark days, her moods travelling between deep depression and intense fury. I alone had to handle her. But nothing lasts forever, even for an Elder God. I was powerless; nothing I did or could do would ever be enough. So eventually I too left, hoping that there would be something out there that could help. Mah, I am so sorry that I am a part of your pain. I never wanted to abandon you. Player, please, drive back these fears.
  • Seren gives you 3 glowing orbs.
  • Environment turns dark. Mah's nightmare begins.

After Mah's third nightmareEdit

  • Screen fades to white, and then returns.
  • Seren: Mah, I see it now; that icy corruption torn into your core. You are like this because someone close to you willed it... There is only one way I can help you, I am just so sorry it has taken me this long to realise.
  • Screen fades to black, and then returns. You are standing beside Seren.

Mah's endEdit

Talking to anyone at the ritual site before talking to SerenEdit

  • Zaros: We are almost finished here, but Mah could still wake. Go to her in case any of her nightmares manifest.

Talking to SerenEdit

  • Seren: You have plunged into the depths of an Elder God's nightmares and lived to tell the tale. Guthix was right about you, Player.
  • Player: Nothing has been destroyed, that must mean it worked!
  • Seren: Indeed, you prevented Mah's terrors and saved us all from certain destruction. Alas, the ritual is over. I could not stop it.
  • Player: Did Mah survive?
  • Seren: Her body, yes, but her mind... Mah's energy has been so irreversibly depleted that she will never wake again. I cannot bear it, Player. I feel her pain in my very essence, as though a piece of myself is dying with her.
  • Player: Can we help her?
  • Seren: Nothing I have ever tried has worked. She has lived such an agonising existence.
    • Ask Seren about the corruption of Mah's core.
      • Player: I found Mah's core in the deepest part of the nightmare. There was something wrong with it, like it had been corrupted.
      • Seren: Then the sickness that plagued her must have wound its way right through her deepest essence, or...originated there. Player, what did this corruption look like?
      • Player: Like an icy scar. A spiral of blue crystal carved deep into the core.
      • Seren: Just like the eggs in the Elder Halls. Surely it could not be...
      • Player: What is it, Seren?
      • Seren: I cannot think about this, Player, not now. Perhaps there are others that can help you understand.
        • (Continues below)
    • [Continue...]
      • (Continues below)
  • Seren: I realise now that there is only one thing that can be done. I am so sorry, mother. I think I always knew in my heart that it would come to this. If I had only known sooner I could have saved you so much pain. You deserved better. You gave us all your love, in your own way. So great and complex, forever doomed to be misunderstood. Forgive me. My creator, my inspiration...
  • Seren turns to look at you briefly, then faces forward to look at Mah. Seen fires a spell that mercy kills Mah.
  • Seren: My mother. Zaros. How could you? Come, Player. I will not let him get away with this.
  • Seren teleports away.

Investigating MahEdit

  • Nothing interesting happens.

Truth revealedEdit

Talking to any god or mahjarratEdit

  • You walk to the center of the assembled mahjarrat.
  • Seren: ZAROS! Your actions resulted in the death of our own mother. How could you?
  • Zaros: She is truly gone? Then we did her a kindness, Seren. Her entire existence was pain.
  • Seren: Her existence was beautiful. She had the power to create life and she dared to do so, something you will never achieve!
  • Zaros: Perhaps not, but now I am one step closer.
  • Seren: I thought death would have taught you humility, but you are just as arrogant as before.
  • Zamorak: Wait, you have been here this whole time. I sensed you. Your aura, that...pull. I thought it was Mah I felt but it was you. Seren, goddess of the elves.
  • Seren: Yes, Zamorak. We have met before, but-
  • Zamorak: I know we have, somehow. I remembered your essence from a memory lost in time, but I recognised you as Mah. That must mean... It was you! You came to us posing as Mah all those years ago. You taught the rituals to us. You made us believe they were the will of an Elder God!
  • Seren: No- I... I was trying to help. I could not foresee what would become of your race. How could I?
  • Zamorak: Mahjarrat, this is Seren, your false Mah. She alone bears the responsibility of what our race has become.
  • Seren: Please! I never meant to-
  • Zamorak: Millennia of anguish and suffering for our race is on her hands!
  • Zaros: Leave her.
  • Seren: Do not defend me, Zaros. You will never stand beside me again.
  • Azzanadra: Surely it cannot be. Our greatest tradition was never anything but a facade?
  • Bilrach: Mmm, yes, it is true. I remember the visit, somewhere in my mind. Aeons ago, it was. You looked somehow different, Seren, but you are not Mah. You are a pretender.
  • Hazeel: It was all lies. Our race has dwindled to such a paltry number for nothing...
  • Seren: It was not for nothing! If you had not performed the rituals to give energy back to Mah she would have torn this planet apart. Your whole race would have been annihilated!
  • Azzanadra: And sacrificing our own kin was the best you could think of? With all the power and wisdom you have been gifted that was the best you could do?
  • Seren: I was naive, yes. I have made many mistakes. I bear the guilt of my actions every waking moment.
  • Zemouregal: You may bear the guilt, but not the consequences. Look what you have done to our glorious race. Look at what is left of us!
  • Wahisietel: You taught us to kill one another. Made us rely on it. You led us to the very brink of extinction!
  • Seren: Please, I am sorry...so sorry.
  • Zamorak: You do not get to be sorry. You are the cause of so much loss, so much misery...even the death of your own mother!
  • Seren screams. Ground shakes.
  • Seren: AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!
  • Zaros: Seren, stop, please.
  • Seren screams.
  • Seren: AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!
  • Zaros: Sister, you will destroy them all!
  • Ground stops shaking.
  • Seren: I cannot stay here any longer. It is not over between us, Zaros. Not this easily. You will pay for what you have done here. Mah's death is on your hands, and while I still draw breath, I will stand against you.
  • Seren teleports away.
  • Zaros: I will deal with Seren later, for now we must focus on the path ahead.
    • Ask how Seren tricked the mahjarrat into performing rituals.
      • Player: How did Seren trick the mahjarrat into performing the rituals?
      • Zaros: She has always been caring to a fault; blind to the fact she smothers the subjects of her affection. Her heart ached for Mah, watching her pour what little energy she held into the creation of new beings. To sustain her - to save her from death - Seren taught those creations to transfer their energy back to her in small doses.
      • Zamorak: Pah! 'These creations'. We were born the same way as you were, Zaros. Our lives did not matter less. Seren came to us, posing as Mah. She created the original ritual marker and taught us to sacrifice the lives of our kin to pay tribute to her.
      • Zaros: She was only doing what she believed was the right course of action.
      • Zamorak: Do not argue for her, Zaros. You have made an enemy of her now.
      • Zaros: Then let us not dwell on this topic. There is something far more relevant.
        • (Continues below)
    • [Continue...]
      • (Continues below)
  • Zaros: Zamorak, I have kept my word. When Sliske holds his end game, you will be my Legatus Maximus once more.
  • Zamorak: Do not taunt me, Empty Lord. I owe you no fealty.
  • Zaros: We shall see.
  • Zamorak: Today, the victory is ours. Mahjarrat, we spoke to Seren as a downtrodden race, sulking and sorry for ourselves. We may have been pushed to the brink of extinction, we may be few, but today is the dawning of a new era. Look around you. This day you have all grown in power. Adversity has pushed every one of you to become greater than you could ever have imagined. And I have achieved godhood. The genes of our species hold such incredible potential, it is within all of you. We are too few to continue these petty feuds. It is time we put aside our differences. It is time we unite!
  • Zemouregal: Bah! You are swept up in the moment. We do not need these Zarosians to regain our glory.
  • Azzanadra: Your actions here may have earned my respect, Zamorak, but I will never work alongside a fool like Zemouregal.
  • Zamorak: I do not ask that you all become comrades, but settle your differences. Stop fighting against each other and instead fight for the prosperity of the mahjarrat.
  • Wahisietel: Zamorak, you showed self-sacrifice today I did not know you possessed. While my loyalty will always lie with Zaros, I will stand for the unity of our race.
  • Enakhra: I knew you Zarosians would be forced to see the benefits of Zamorak's teachings eventually.
  • Akthanakos: Some of you I am willing to bury the hatchet with, but you are a snake, Enakhra. You will never have my trust.
  • Kharshai: Please, let us not descend into insults now. The unification of our factions would be the greatest leap of progress for thousands of years!
  • Azzanadra: Kharshai is right, we stagnated so long that we almost allowed ourselves to be completely wiped out. What gods we pledge allegiance too[sic] does not matter unless they are at war. We are all one race. We are all children of Mah.
  • Hazeel: You have taken issue with our methods before, Azzanadra. You know it will happen again.
  • Zamorak: Such things can be discussed in the future. Time is on your side, there is no ritual looming ahead. No pressure to avoid sacrifice. You are free now, all of you. So claim your immortality. Claim your honour. CLAIM GREATNESS FOR THE MAHJARRAT!
  • Kharshai: Player, we could not have accomplished this without you. You have my gratitude.
  • Zaros: Just remember, it was I who gave you this freedom. Under my guidance you have all shattered your limitations. It is...inspiring. But remember, Zamorak, I made good on my promise. For now you belong to me.
  • Zamorak: Then it would seem we have both garnered respect this day, but you should also remember, I owe you a single action. Choose it wisely.
  • Zaros: Believe me, I will. For now there are other matters that require my attention. I must pay homage to my mother. Meet me by her remains, player. I have something for you.
  • Zaros teleports away.

Talking to AkthanakosEdit

  • Akthanakos: You should visit Zaros where Mah died, Player, or is there something else you want to know?
    • What will you do with your new-found power?
      • Akthanakos: It is not something I would tell the others, but I have always been in the shadow of the ritual. I have kept my head down. I have gathered enough power to direct gazes to other mahjarrat. I have maintained alliances with the prominent. That shadow has gone, and now I look at my life and I do not recognise any of it. It is just a series of blank walls and empty faces. Whatever I do next will be fearless, know that. I am going to stand as equals with the gods. I am going to be known, feared, loved. The name Akthanakos is going to mean something.
        • (Shows previous options)
    • Would you still consider yourself a Zarosian?
      • Akthanakos: I do not know the answer to that question right now. For once, I feel like I want to focus on myself, to understand what this means for me. That is not self-interest, it is something that needs to happen. I feel like a chess piece that was on the winning side having never been moved.
        • (Shows previous options)
    • Goodbye.
      • (Dialogue ends)

Talking to AzzanadraEdit

  • Azzanadra: Zaros awaits you atop the mountain. If you wish to ask me something, be quick.
    • What will you do with your new-found power?
      • Azzanadra: I wish to talk to you about the same topic, Player. It would seem something strange has happened. Before the ritual, I felt the ceiling of my power. But that is no longer the case. I feel like I am unshackled. I need time to myself, time with my books to research the meaning of this. But I have a very real fear. Let us talk about it later, away from the others, once I have found out more...
        • (Shows previous options)
    • What does this mean for your relationship with Zaros?
      • Azzanadra: It has only strengthened my bond. To an outsider, Zaros's actions have seemed selfish, perhaps underhanded. But Zamorak needed to be directed. Zaros knows that an unfettered Zamorak is destruction for Gielinor. Zaros needed to manipulate this moment to move Zamorak on a different path from the one he was on.
        • (Shows previous options)
    • Who would have won in a fight between you and Lucien?
      • Azzanadra: I once came across human troops in the Second Age who were discussing whether I could 'take' Zamorak. There is obviously something in the human condition that desires conflict between the powerful. Moia against Char. Zamorak against Zaros. I should spend time ruminating on why humans care about these trifles. But know this! I would have defeated Lucien any day of the week.
        • (Shows previous options)
    • Goodbye.
      • (Dialogue ends)

Talking to BilrachEdit

  • Bilrach: I wonder why Zaros wanted to meet you at Mah's deathplace. Oh, do you have something to ask me?
    • What will you do with your new-found power?
      • Bilrach: Ahh, power...it is time to complete my Daemonheim project. No doubt, you thought its sole purpose was to find Zamorak. It had another. Daemonheim was to be an army for my Master...yes. Through trials and fear, I would harden the workers so they would become warriors. I would use my portals to raid worlds for their troops. I would reanimate the fallen to populate His infantry. When He was lost, they were a workforce. Now, they are his horde. This power will be used to raise up Daemonheim, to bring it into the world. Bilrach's great gift. And of course there is a floor that I alone have seen...
        • (Shows previous options)
    • Where has Moia been during all of this?
      • Bilrach: She has never been tied to the ritual, so this will mean little to her. I have been teaching her to be so much more than Mahjarrat: to be something new. Oh yes. Hmm, Zamorak has plans for her, and those plans require her to be at Daemonheim.
        • (Shows previous options)
    • What do you think about the other Mahjarrat?
      • Bilrach: I had forgotten what most of them even looked like, to be honest. When I began the quest for Master, I resented them all. I could see through their posturing to the self-interest. But my labour gave me perspective, hmm. They were scared of Him, which was natural. They did not help because they feared being close to Him, and what that would mean. The one we should all fear is Azzanadra. Indeed, I have dabbled with the power that can be found in madness, and I see its power in him.
        • (Shows previous options)
    • Goodbye.
      • (Dialogue ends)

Talking to EnakhraEdit

  • Enakhra: Off you go to Zaros atop the mountain then, or you could ask me something instead, of course.
    • What will you do with your new-found power?
      • Enakhra: What Zamorak bids. He will need me, and I will be at his side. It is the least he deserves. But I intend to sniff around Zaros. He has presented himself as something between a saviour and a friend, and I buy none of it. I intended to see beneath that damned mask and show it to the world.
        • (Shows previous options)
    • Why are there so few female Mahjarrat?
      • Enakhra: You humans are so obsessed with distinction. That is female, that is male. Life is not to be tagged and sorted, worm. Life is chaos and chaos cannot be preserved and studied. Our forms are the will of Mah. Do you presume to understand her will? An Elder God's will? She was unknowable. We must call it chaos simply to remain sane. Here is an answer for you: maybe Mah loved Zaros more than the witch Seren. She constructed more commonly in his image. Is that a nice story, wrapped in a bow for you?
        • (Shows previous options)
    • Goodbye.
      • (Dialogue ends)

Talking to General KhazardEdit

  • General Khazard: Chop chop, Zaros is waiting up there. I am far more interesting, though, if you wish to converse.
    • What will you do with your new-found power?
      • General Khazard: It's tempting to slam a metal fist into your temple, but imagine the grumbling. Azzanadra would be whimpering all day long. Right now, my power is Zamorak's. I am his hand, holding a blade dripping in blood. If he wants me to tear holes in the Shadow Realm, I'll tear. If he wants me to fight Sliske, I'll fight. If he wants your head on a spike, I will chew it off.
        • (Shows previous options)
    • So, Zamorak is your father...
      • General Khazard: What is it to you? This is not one of your human plays, little runt. I'm not going to cry or burst into song. Palkeera was my mother. Zamorak is my father. All I know is this means I have great power within me, as I always suspected. What's important is repaying Zamorak. Whatever he needs, I will give.
        • (Shows previous options)
    • Goodbye.
      • (Dialogue ends)

Talking to HazeelEdit

  • Hazeel: Zaros wanted you to meet him atop the mountain, Player. We can talk, though, if you have time.
    • What will you do with your new-found power?
      • Hazeel: I will take time to test the limits of it. I have never been recognised for my patience, but I am beginning to see its value. Once the dust settles, I will look to the Shadow Realm. It was my province once, and Sliske has made a questionable choice in not joining us here. I also have my eye on a force, a fallen people. It is time to move from a cult to something of substance.
        • (Shows previous options)
    • I've been meaning to ask: why the horns?
      • Hazeel: I was not always of the Mahjarrat. That answer will seem strange to human ears. There was a time when I was Mahserrat. Humans would probably call them a different 'tribe' to the Mahjarrat, but that tells a half-truth. Power was not shared among the Mahserrat like it is with the Mahjarrat. They had no rituals. I could see the inevitable: that the Mahserrat were doomed to a death of weakness. Or a death from the Mahjarrat, of course. So I separated from the Mahserrat. But abandoning my nature left its mark on me. My body was twisted. Only Mah will know why this happened. Perhaps I twisted her intentions? But I embrace it. It is a reminder of my progress, of my growing.
        • (Shows previous options)
    • Did you know Zamorak was Khazard's father?
      • Hazeel: We all had our suspicions. Zamorak may have a hatred of secrecy, but he has been reticent to talk about his  [sic]what do you humans call it? personal  [sic]life. Until this moment, I have been Khazard's...mentor. If Khazard wishes to continue his teachings, then I am ready. If Zamorak replaces me, then I will find another to teach.
        • (Shows previous options)
    • Goodbye.
      • (Dialogue ends)

Talking to KharshaiEdit

  • Kharshai: You should meet Zaros atop the mountain, unless you wish to ask me something?
    • What will you do with your new-found power?
      • Kharshai: I was thinking of leaving, Player. Not just leaving Freneskae or the Fremennik. Leaving Gielinor. Passing through the World Gate. I was and have always been a mediator for my people. They did not know that they needed me, but they did. Now my voice has lost its weight, and there are no ties that connect us anymore. What role does a mediator play in improvised anarchy? I feel a desire to travel, to visit the ilujanka perhaps, to see Infernus roiling one more time.
        • (Shows previous options)
    • What does this all mean for the mahjarrat?
      • Kharshai: There will be optimism among us, no doubt, but I am ever the sceptic. I wonder whether the rituals were the only barriers between us and complete chaos. They forced us to ally, to rely on one another. They gave us structure. They gave us perspective and something akin to mortality. Without them, I worry that we will become monsters.
        • (Shows previous options)
    • Penny for your thoughts?
      • Kharshai: You have become a friend, Player. More than I deserve, more than any Mahjarrat deserves. There is something I have kept something[sic] from you, and I feel you deserve to know. When we were gathered on the Frozen Plateau, I became aware of who my attacker was - who wiped my memory. Something triggered the memory: it must have been their scent, their outline, something they said. I do not know why it had not come to me before. I am sure that my attacker was Enakhra. I suppose I should not be surprised. She has always been a trophy-hunter, a killer. I guess I should be thankful that I am not hanging on her wall. I will be wary of her. The power will help in that regard, but there will be no pre-emptive attacks on my part.
        • (Shows previous options)
    • Goodbye.
      • (Dialogue ends)

Talking to WahisietelEdit

  • Wahisietel: Zaros is waiting for you, Player. Meet him atop the mountain, unless you have something to ask me?
    • What will you do with your new-found power?
      • Wahisietel: I wish to talk to Azzanadra about that very topic, but he seems distracted. I fear that he has been given another secret note by Zaros, another task that can only been[sic] given to the trusted. As if I am untrustworthy. As if I have no ability. Am I a footnote? Is that where I lie in that damned Perjour's book? Am I to be an observer in this wretched story? Forgive me, Player, it is hard to keep emotions at bay when you are coursing with power. The exhilaration is intense.
        • (Shows previous options)
    • What will happen to the muspah now?
      • Wahisietel: Without Mah, they are phasing in and out of reality. They are echoes of her power and will, and over time they will dissipate. In the short term, they are still powerful and to be feared. At least, by you.
        • (Shows previous options)
    • Why do Mahjarrat have crystals on their foreheads?
      • Wahisietel: A valid question, if an unusual one to ask now. One answer will be less than satisfying. We were made by Mah, and she simply made us that way. We were likely formed from the same crystal that covers Zaros and Seren's bodies. But that gives rise to other questions. Were we made from Zaros? Are we children of Zaros, not Mah? Like the elven city, were we constructed from Seren? We will never find out now. When we die, our crystals remain, yet the rest rots away. It is likely, then, to be our source of power, our long life. It may even be the substance that denies us an afterlife. To answer your question, why do we have these crystals? It is because these crystals are who we are.
        • (Shows previous options)
    • Goodbye.
      • (Dialogue ends)

Talking to ZamorakEdit

  • Zamorak: It is a glorious day for the mahjarrat, Player, but I would be alone now. My form and my pride have both been torn, and I have entered into a pact that may have dire consequences.

Talking to ZemouregalEdit

  • Zemouregal: Run along to Zaros, whelp. Unless you would rather talk to me, which does seem likely.
    • What will you do with your new-found power?
      • Zemouregal: You want to know so you can get in my way again? Ha! You think I am an imbecile, a villain who wanders about speechifying? You want to know what I intend to do with my power. I intend to USE it. It will not be bottled up or researched like these fools. It is going to be like fireworks in the sky! There are things that need to be done - some duties, some grievances to be resolved but they are a quick stop to the fantastic dance that will follow.
        • (Shows previous options)
    • Are you truly loyal to Zamorak?
      • Zemouregal: Who are YOU truly loyal to? You stand and question me, as if I am a merry turncoat, yet you have had more masters than a demon butler. I am loyal. Who or what I am loyal to is none of your damned business. Now crawl back to your pie-making or tree-cutting or whatever it is you do.
        • (Shows previous options)
    • What do you think about the other Mahjarrat?
      • Zemouregal: Very little, with some minor exceptions. Hazeel alone has earned my true respect, but I must admit I see something of me in Khazard. The rest could all be tossed into the fires of Infernus and I would not even waste a trip to watch them burn.
        • (Shows previous options)
    • Goodbye.
      • (Dialogue ends)

Homage to MahEdit

Investigating MahEdit

  • Here lies the fallen elder god, Mah.

Talking to ZarosEdit

  • Zaros: This is all that is left of Mah. In truth, I do feel a sadness spreading within me. It is...unexpected.
  • Player: Feeling sad about the death of your mother was unexpected?
  • Zaros: She was child-like, treating my sister and I like play things. I was glad to escape her grasp when I left. Now, though, I feel an aching within me. Like a part of me is no longer there. I cannot imagine how Seren feels.
    • Tell Zaros what Seren did to Mah.
      • Player: Mah wasn't completely dead when the ritual ended. Seren made the decision to put her out of her misery.
      • Zaros: Sister... Seeing Mah like that must have caused her immense heartache. Her reaction is even more understandable after making that decision. I do not expect she will forgive me.
        • (Continues below)
    • [Continue...]
      • (Continues below)
  • Player: Is that thing all that's left of Mah?
  • Zaros: Yes, it is the core of an Elder God. I can sense something dormant residing within. Power, perhaps. I must thank you for helping me obtain this, Player. It will be very useful for my plans. None of this would have happened without you. You helped me return to this world and made it possible for the mahjarrat to return here with me. You were crucial in uncovering shrouded history and even served as the witness to the pact between Zamorak and myself. You have my respect for helping the mahjarrat. Although some of them will never say this, they are indebted to your efforts here today.
  • Congratulations! Quest complete!

Post-quest dialogueEdit

At Mah's resting place on FreneskaeEdit

Talking to ZarosEdit

  • Zaros: Your work here is complete, Player. You may return to Gielinor, unless you wish to converse with the mahjarrat. I am sure they have much to say.

Investigating MahEdit

  • Here lies the fallen elder god, Mah.
    • If Shard of Mah has been lost:
      • You recover the shard of Mah.

At the ritual site on FreneskaeEdit

Talking to AkthanakosEdit

  • What will you do with your new-found power?
    • (Same as above)
  • Would you still consider yourself a Zarosian?
    • (Same as above)
  • Goodbye.
    • (Dialogue ends)

Talking to AzzanadraEdit

  • What will you do with your new-found power?
    • (Same as above)
  • What does this mean for your relationship with Zaros?
    • (Same as above)
  • Who would have won in a fight between you and Lucien?
    • (Same as above)
  • Goodbye.
    • (Dialogue ends)

Talking to BilrachEdit

  • What will you do with your new-found power?
    • (Same as above)
  • Where has Moia been during all of this?
    • (Same as above)
  • What do you think about the other Mahjarrat?
    • (Same as above)
  • Goodbye.
    • (Dialogue ends)

Talking to EnakhraEdit

  • What will you do with your new-found power?
    • (Same as above)
  • Why are there so few female Mahjarrat?
    • (Same as above)
  • Goodbye.
    • (Dialogue ends)

Talking to General KhazardEdit

  • What will you do with your new-found power?
    • (Same as above)
  • So, Zamorak is your father...
    • (Same as above)
  • Goodbye.
    • (Dialogue ends)

Talking to HazeelEdit

  • What will you do with your new-found power?
    • (Same as above)
  • I've been meaning to ask: why the horns?
    • (Same as above)
  • Did you know Zamorak was Khazard's father?
    • (Same as above)
  • Goodbye.
    • (Dialogue ends)

Talking to KharshaiEdit

  • What will you do with your new-found power?
    • (Same as above)
  • What does this all mean for the mahjarrat?
    • (Same as above)
  • Penny for your thoughts?
    • (Same as above)
  • Goodbye.
    • (Dialogue ends)

Talking to WahisietelEdit

  • What will you do with your new-found power?
    • (Same as above)
  • What will happen to the muspah now?
    • (Same as above)
  • Why do Mahjarrat have crystals on their foreheads?
    • (Same as above)
  • Goodbye.
    • (Dialogue ends)

Talking to ZamorakEdit

  • (Same as above)

Talking to ZemouregalEdit

  • What will you do with your new-found power?
    • (Same as above)
  • Are you truly loyal to Zamorak?
    • (Same as above)
  • What do you think about the other Mahjarrat?
    • (Same as above)
  • Goodbye.
    • (Dialogue ends)

In RellekkaEdit

Talking to KharshaiEdit

  • I want to talk about Children of Mah.
    • Kharshai: What an adventure, Player. Our race is saved from the threat of extinction! Now I must look towards my own future.
      • If Kharshai's journal has been lost:
        • Kharshai: It appears you lost my tome of knowledge upon your travels.
        • Kharshai hands you a tome of knowledge.
  • I want to talk about V.
    • (Non-quest dialogue)
  • I want to talk about the Mahjarrat memories.
    • (Non-quest dialogue)
  • I want to talk about your identity crisis.
    • (Non-quest dialogue)
  • I want to talk about the epic of Bukalla.
    • (Non-quest dialogue)

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