Born unto Rune-Midgard through the Velocity of the holy
Trinity, Krys_Arius found friends, nay!, a family. Through the upbringing of
ones such as the brave and handsome knight Roffe Varg, and the mighty priest,
Alexandre II, Krys_Arius and his friends ruled Payon with an iron fist.
At the height of their power, however, Krys gazed off into the other castles of
Payon. He wondered what was out there, what opportunities to be had. Just as if
he was answered by the gods, he saw a tall, lanky assassin with the most
gorgeous golden locks he had ever seen. Distracted by the beauty of the man he
only knew by the red rose the beautiful assassin's shoulder, many mystic elves
of legendary and eternal proportions reigned upon his guild's castle. All was
lost, but not without hope. He would one day find the assassin that had caught
his eye oh so subtly.
At a time of limbo, Krys sought out his own adventures. The brave band of
members that he called Mono was not what he had hoped it to be, though. Not
knowing what to do, he had his payers answered yet again as if by the gods. A
call from a distant companion wishing for his aid.
His friend and companion, Roffe, came to him with a new opportunity to lead and
once again reign mighty. Another chance at a golden era through which their
power would reign upon the lands of Rune-Midgard. It was called Benevolence.
There was a peculiar fellow who went by the name of Kenny Loggins - a name oh so
familiar, perhaps from the 1980s. He and Kenny became friends, and to Krys's
surprise, there was the assassin with the red rose on his sleeve. He was in
Benevolence! From that moment on, he fell madly in love with the assassin,
Crash. Their love held strong the walls of Payon 2, and the golden era brought
them to an economy which was unsurpassed. Days rolled on and they were mighty,
but something was wearing thin on Krys's manly brow.
But Krys's feelings were starting to waver. Crash disappeared under the pressure
of his responsibilities. He didn't know who he was anymore...He began calling
himself Lane, using different weapons, skills, and tactics. It was as if he had
entered his Subconscious, to emerge his true self. He recruited only the finest
warriors throughout Rune-Midgard, and they became best. A best which nobody
could surpass. The amunt of Numba One became overwhelming, killing all that
encountered the guild. They were indeed best. With the promise of Krys's new
power and life, NAY the promise of Lanes new power... he was destined to truly
rule Rune-Midgard completely with a mighty guitar riff, and control all around
him.