~The Empire~

Prologue
My story was a harsh one...When I was little; my parents left me in the streets of Falador. I had nothing with me except for a blanket, the basket I was in, and a badge that had a picture of a knight on it.

Some sorcerer has found me and I have lived with him since. I have worked for him and when I was twelve years old, he taught me how to fight. I call this sorcerer "Grandpa". Grandpa was a strange guy. He gave me many mystical weapons. I'm starting to wonder if he was really in his mid 80s. We were poor so each had our own jobs. Grandpa used a type of magic from the "island north of barbarians" (I never understood, I never found an island north of barbarian village anywhere!). I just did many things. I tried to find stuff and sell to the Falador general store.

We finally had a decent amount of money. We finally had enough money for me to go to knight school. But I could tell grandpa didn't want me to go. At knight school, I met a follower of the long forgotten god "Zaros". (Grandpa told me about Zaros before… and the God Wars. I seem to favor the god "Armadyl”) His name was called "Jay" and it appears he had the same badge as me. After years of hard work I and Jay finally graduated from knight school. Along with grandpa's apprentice, "Pory" we decided to journey over the mountain of wolves and to the lands past Asgarnia.

We settled in Hemenster when I was accepted into the guild of fisherman. One day a nobleman, the prince of Ardougne called "Revenge" has came past us on his hunting expedition. Me and Pory were curious and chased after him to see what he was doing. Until then when Jay jumped out of nowhere dropping his badge right in front of Revenge.