It's your letters!

This morning, while pursuing our usual website duties, we discovered that during the night somebody had burnt a large hole in our office wall, and left behind an envelope with an unusual odour and some faintly disturbing stains across it.

As we cautiously opened the envelope, trying not to think about what the smell reminded us of, we discovered that this was the way Zamorak had chosen to inform us that he had taken it upon himself to answer some more of your letters.

You can see what he has to say for himself in Letters 18, while we try to patch up what used to be our office wall.