"...Cabbage cabbage cabcab cabbabbabbage egabac CABBAGE cbaaeg CCCC... " - Melzar the Mad
- Cabbage
- Perhaps it goes on the head?
- Seriously nothing special; it's a Cabbage
- Found North of Lumbridge
- ...Note to self: must stop thinking about cabbages...
It was fate.
The most delicious of the gods has brought me a new friend.
THank you so much
I had an odd number of lindens and all of my friends kept giving back my 1L$ each time I gave it to them. This was bothering me to no end. I was in a hell of uneven lindens. It was burning a hole in my pocket and in the back of my mind. I couldnt sleep. Thank you. Thank you thank you
This cabbage saved my life.
There I was at Farmer Fred's house, staring down the meanest chicken I had ever seen. In his eyes was pure animosity, a fire that the chicken, no doubt, saw in me, as well. Gripping my bronze sword tight, I knew what I had to do. I took a deep breath and charged in. Catching the chicken by surprised, I scored a hit across his left wing and knowing that I had his attention, I deftly parried his beak with my trusty wooden shield. I swung again, but the chicken was too fast and he escaped my thrust. That left me vulnerable, however, and the chicken caught me by surprise as he pecked my right shin, my baggy green pants offering little in the way of protection from his onslaught. Taken aback, I threw a haymaker that the chicken narrowly avoided. In my panic, I did not notice I had bent down within jumping range of the chicken and soon had a face full of feathers, as well as a huge gash, torn straight through the material of my light green shirt. Weakened, I slumped and the chicken wasted no time in assaulting my right arm, where I still have six scars from each peck that the chicken was able to take before I shirked him off. Bleeding out of multiple gashes, I had accepted that death was near. But then, I remembered that I had this cabbage that I bought a few moments earlier and my spirits rose! I pummeled the chicken with my shield, buying myself the precious seconds that I needed to bite into the woody flesh of the cabbage. Immediately, I felt myself rejuvenated. With newly found vigor, I struck deep into the breast of the chicken. Under the force of my mighty blow, the chicken collapsed. Rubbing my hand over my shiny, bald head, I celebrated a hard-fought victory.
5/5. Would recommend to another adventurer.
