I'm no hero, or so I told myself while wandering through Lumbridge with intentions only to shear sheep and earn an honest day's wage. Fate had other thoughts, though. Without warning, I found myself drawn to the Saradomin church in search of a higher calling, where I was met by Gideon Bede and tasked with discovering the warrior within myself. Through the great trials of Mind, Faith, and Body, I proved to myself and the rest of the realm that I was worthy to wield Silverlight and defend us all from Denath and his evil minion, Delrith. After earning the favor of the spirts, I set off to conquer all of the cultists who stood in my way of banishing evil from Varrock forever. These foes were no match for Silverlight, and I dispatched them quickly before facing the greatest evil I have ever encountered. I must admit that I had doubts about my ability to vanquish Delrith, especially as I was cast within an inch of death during the battle. With one fateful final blow from Silverlight, though, Delrith was slain and I was mercifully teleported back to the church to receive healing. Now I walk through the world, Silverlight ever at my side, searching for the next evil that will threaten Misthalin. I vow to continue the fight and protect the citizens of the Kingdom until I draw my last breath.