Flicking through those old diaries was an exploration within my personal history; I recorded accomplishments at levels, discoveries , and mishaps, such as my first visit to Varrock. Being aware of my low combat skill, and scared of being killed by the hands of monsters that are more powerful than me, I chose to stick to the paths that would surely protect me from the beasts that lurk in the abyssal regions.
It was, in actual an unwise decision that ended up backfiring as I approached the city's southern gate , and was confronted by the dark wizards that are sat in the area. (Really isn't it?!) It makes you wonder just how much Varrock guards get paid). ...) after having got my fill of Varrock I carefully planned my exit with the hopes that I would not be a victim of another murderous snare however, I was greeted with the fate of a near-death experience in the hands of Highwayman close to Port Sarim.
Delving deeper I found Pest Control strategies and how I came across RuneScape's notorious error, The Falador Massacre. It was June 5th , 2006 and Cursed You was celebrating being the first player to get to Level 99 Construction with a party in his player-owned house.
Lag, howeverwas able to get him to expel everyone and when he left the area, players who had been inside the combat ring discovered that they could, due to an unidentified flaw in the construction skill code, attack anyone despite being outside the specific PvP zone. Since their opponents were unable to take revenge in the hour-long violence was recorded within RuneScape history.
There were even notes on my bow string that were money making plans , which were stapled to an article of paper. To summarise, I spent months running between the flax field, spinning wheel and bank of Seers' Village far monotony, then continuing until I had successfully rewired my brain to be more fun. The end result was the summer I spent practicing my Construction skills - it was worth it.
It's interesting to see the various ways I've played over the years, from taking on bossy runs to running a clan of roleplayers to a long list of skills in order to achieve the task.
Now I prefer to take my time and not use any tools that might boost my XP base, to allow me to enjoy my long trek to level up . I often read while doing so . It's quite tranquil to hear the clink of my pickaxe or mattock to be a background sound.
