Aming Heart Gender: Female Age: ???

A mage of pure Light, Aming Heart (also known as the Forsaken Mage) wanders the world, her green mage robes gently rippling in the wind while her staff lights the way through the dark caverns and forests that she passes through. Her appearance did not betray her age, far older than some believe her to be, with dark brown/black hair left to flow over her shoulders and down her back, a soft face holding some sort of secret behind it, and brown eyes sometimes flickering with happiness one moment and hostility the next. During her travels she begins to slowly train her survival skills in this mysterious land, learning of its inhabitants, geography, etc. Her skills include various hand-to-hand combat styles and different forms of magic. Her staff has the power to materialize into her sword, Crescent Blaze, and when summoned can produce not only a few cuts and stabs, but a powerful wave of Light, sending all those of Dark to something far worse than the depths of the Underworld...

Aleksandar is about 5'11", with deep, knowing blue eyes, and long black hair with the gruff, stubbly remains of a beard that is ruggedly shaven. His appearance is dirty, but that is because he works hard day in and day out. He dawns apparel that he finds useful, particularly armor of the ranging sort. His normal dress consists of a black shirt and pants, and he wears a piece of cloth made of material that has yet to be identified and of a pure white color around his head like a bandana that covers his eyes (which are not pleasant to look at). The cloth was found by Aleksandar after he regained consciousness in the wilderness on the day of the incident. The cloth kept him comforted and seemed to try to show him what was going on, and he found the cloth to be warm in the cold, dark depths of the wretched forest. The cloth sometimes almost seems to speak to him and ever since he found it he has at seemingly random times envisioned events that are to come. He doesn't recognize most of the landscape or people, so he cannot make much sense of them.

Aleksandar is a skilled archer and is agile and skilled at using knives and daggers. His name is known well by his people and the people of the surrounding lands of his home which he makes in Kandarin by the Baxterian Falls. His skill is unsurpassed by all he has faced, and he has never lost a competition. He competes at the Ranging Guild against the best, and even they who have so toiled to master the art are awed by his sure movements and quick shots. They are even more astounded that he is blind.

Aleksandar used to have very acute vision which is why he took up archery in the first place, but in a horrible incident in the Wilderness, Aleksandar was left nearly fatally wounded and blind by a group of rogue Zamorak worshippers. He fought bravely and would have been slain by the party that outnumbered him ten to one, but he fell by fate down the side of a small cliff face that dropped him about 40 feet. He miraculously survived. The Zamorak worshippers knew that Chaos Dwarves were nearby and decided to leave Aleksandar at their mercy. However the dwarves never got to him and he was found by a jolly party of warriors that had been to the wilderness in search of fame and fortunes. They seemed quite out of place in the dark forest with their merry laughter and converse, and when they stumbled upon Aleksandar they were quick to come to his aid, and rushed him to the nearest hallowed ground at the Monastery. The Abbot cared for Aleksandar until his wounds were healed, and Aleksandar left as soon as he could, for he was not one to be kept down.

After several years Aleksandar is now around the age of 32, and he is now even more skilled at archery than before. He can move with ease and his hearing and other senses are amazingly accurate and he makes it fine without sight. He could very easily be confused with the man he was 4 years before the accident, but he is more skilled and wise than that man. The incident hardened his heart, but he is not an isolated man, for he realizes the valuable resource that others are, and he sees that isolation is a foolish path that only leads to a lonely, grim existence. His skill with the bow is still unmatched by any, and he still trains daily.

Armaneth; Mage, Swordsman, and former King of Aeth.

Not much can be said of Armaneth in Geilinor. Rumor says that he is a traveler of realms, and that he has come now to what the residents call RuneScape. He wields magic well, his style very different from the native mages. Armaneth is also a master swordsman, having taken out a demon in a single slash. This however, has yet to be proved.

Armaneth is rarely seen by anyone, tending to stay hidden in shadows. He wears a heavy dark blue cloak, which hides the chain mail he wears.

Marcus hails from the lesser-known Du'Gace family of the Misthalin nobility. Taught from an early age the intricacies of duplicity and espionage, Marcus' duty to his family was to be a spy within the Camelot court.

Now of age - at twenty-four years - he is nearing the end of his journey to Camelot, and is due to reach his destination within a week. Under the guise of a traveling duelist, he travels lightly and makes certain that it is impossible to track him within a city, keeping a low profile and giving false names, though no authorities are even aware of him.

Standing at 6'2", with brown eyes and black hair, Marcus carries himself with a quiet, guarded nobility. He can trace his family line back to the now-legendary Zonorhc of the Royal Misthalin Lancers, but makes no outward sign that would indicate his heritage. He typically wears nondescript brown and black clothing, along with an ancient black cloak that, within the family, is said to have been worn by the Lancer himself. Marcus wears no jewelry on his person, save for a tiny brooch on his tunic which bears his family's crest, a double-bladed glaive of sapphire over an obsidian moon.