Gather 'round for tales of yore,
Of Old School RuneScape, legend and more.
In Gielinor's realm, adventure's rife,
A pixelated world, brimming with life.
Cast spells, forge steel, in skills we trust,
Through Lumbridge, Varrock, in exploration's lust.
Dragons lurk, and goblins scheme,
In this grand tapestry, a gamer's dream.
Battles fierce in the Wilderness call,
Where heroes rise, and sometimes fall.
Trade at Grand Exchange, wealth to amass,
Or simply fish, and time to pass.
So here's to RuneScape, old but gold,
Where tales of glory are forever told.
In pixels and quests, our spirits soar,
A world beloved, forevermore.
The Angry Troll
Old School RuneScape.. it’s as archaic as my great grandpappy’s toenails. Graphics? Please, my last bowl of stew had more pixels. And the grind? You’d have better luck teaching a goblin to waltz. Quests are as varied as the shades of green in a swamp, and let’s not start on the combat – it’s like watching two snails arm-wrestling. The community’s great if you fancy talking to folks who think 'high alchemy' is peak humor. I’ve had more thrilling adventures in my pantry. Give me a good mug of grog any day over this pixelated relic.