In time, my brother has earned his weed leaf cape. However, it was not until I had earned my professional cape OSRS Gold. Our friend has not made much progress with his wizardry because I'm a good 20 levels higher in the arcane arts than him. However, this was only the beginning. We started playing mini-games. searching, and working on global developments...
It's fair to say I'm addicted to it again, a habit that will only get far worse if I can be able to hold Varrock right in the palm of my hand. RuneScape's claws sank into the weakest parts of my brain, sparking an old passion and bringing me a lot of relaxation during one of my most uneasy and anxiety-ridden moments throughout my lifetime.
As I whirl off hours playing Falador and Draynor however, the tranquility of my mind is more than worth it. The RuneScape goblins with your fingers covered with the flames conjured by Zamorak in the present, could be smiling at how simple it is to earn the firemaking cape, or wondering why 15 years it's the only cape for skill that I've earned.
The moment I finally got my first skill cape after this decade and a half along with my brother as well as a friend, I was thrilled. There's a certain emotion about playing through old games like this again. Sometimes it's frustration because you cannot see the same thing as your childhood self. Sometimes, it's just a deep emotional recognition of how a designation shaped your early years.
Sometimes it transports one back to a time where you were a less skilled player, and shows the progress you've made in your life. When it came to RuneScape the experience was something both of the three. My younger self would see me in the present Cheap RuneScape Gold, he'd surely be amazed. No one can be able to steal my joy.