Arrav/dialogue


 * Player: Arrav, what are you still doing here?
 * Arrav: I...am too weak. This body is thousands of years old.
 * Arrav: Without Zemouregal's magic to preserve it, it will soon crumble to dust.
 * Player: Is there nothing I can do to save you?
 * Arrav: You have already saved me, my friend.
 * Arrav: I should have died long ago, but my mind was imprisoned in this lifeless husk. Now, my torment is over.
 * Arrav: What of Zemouregal?
 * Player: He still lives, rejuvenated by the ritual.
 * Arrav: Avarrocka! The shield! You must...
 * Player: Varrock is safe, remember? Zemouregal's last attack failed.
 * Arrav: I...my mind...it is hazy.


 * Player: A man named Dimintheis wields your shield proudly.
 * Player: While his bloodline stays strong, so too shall Varrock.
 * Arrav: Ah, that is good...but Zemouregal will not give up.
 * Player: And neither shall we, Arrav.
 * Player: Arrav?
 * Player: ...
 * Arrav collapses and disintergrates
 * Player: Rest easy, hero of Varrock.
 * You receive 3,000 Prayer XP for freeing Arrav's soul.