Sergeant Blister
World: Factions, Zamorakians.
You wanna know why they call me Blister? 'Course you do. You'd do well to listen up.
People love to gripe and fight in 'ere. Lotsa madness, lotsa grievances - it's gonna 'appen. But they know not to fight wiv'out Blister. I get called tout suite.
I'm the one who handles the bets. You wanna make some extra dirt from a fight? You come to me. I give fair odds.
Why Blister? I'm the one who grows fat an' happy from all the friction in this place. Like a blister on your foot, ain't it?
