In the beginning of time, the forming of the rings began. The elves, dwarfs, and men were given these rings. Three were given to the elves, seven to the dwarfs, and ten to the men. These rings were made to give strength to the rulers. The rings were to help them govern each race. But in the fiery pit, known as Mordor one other ring was made. This ring had the terrible power to control all other rings, and when the other races heard of this ring, they set out to destroy it. This ring had the power to destroy so many lives. And so they went off to battle, to save Middle Earth.
King Lief heard of the troubles of the ring, and made his own. This ring had the power to destroy the other that was full of evil and hate. This ring was made of life and love. King Lief was full of life and kindness, and refused to fight. The idea of killing made him quiver. The other kings heard of his refusal and banished his kingdom into the mountains.
The King was furious, and refused to tell them about the ring, so off went the town of Varrock. For forty days and forty nights they traveled. Soon, they settled down and built their city up from the mountain. The city flourished and grew,and as the stone walls of the city built, so did the King's heart. He grew to detest the ring, and hid it away.
It was now many years later, and the King's heart had long ago lost its bitterness. He now has a beautiful daughter, whom he loves with all his heart. Her name was Alys; she radiated joy, innocence, and most of all, hope. He decided that when his daughter was old enough, the ring of life would be hers.
On her eighteenth birthday, she received the ring. Unknown to her father and little Alys, the ring also had the power of everlasting life. Once she placed the ring on her finger its tremendous powers passed unto her. She was indeed the ring's master, but Alys was kindhearted. She would never misuse the power of the ring.
Years passed and Alys had not aged. She looked the same way she did on the day of her eighteenth birthday. She watched everyone she loved die, but she did not despair, for Alys knew that one day they would meet again. Alys's brother Epson soon had sons and his sons had sons. The town of Varrock grew as big as ever, and the line of kings went on.
Everyone knew Alys was gifted with everlasting life, but not one ever asked about it. She was the Alys they knew, and they felt they needn't have to know more. She was loved by every person she met, for she loved them back wholeheartedly and unconditionally, but Alys was so pure and innocent that no suitor was ever able to claim her heart.
It was now two and a half thousand years later and Alys was still the same Alys she had always been, known as 'Alys the sweet' by most people. Many Kings have passed over the throne since, and never has there been one with ill intention in their heart nor their mind. She trusted each with her life; she would have gone to war for any one of them.
The current King of Varrock was Beorn. He reminded her of her father so much,in both looks and will. He was such a good a man, so determined. It was when Alys was with him one morning that she had an overwhelming sensation of need and urgency. She knew what she had to do. For the first time in her life, she was leaving Varrock. The night before her departure she had a dream, and every one of the questions that she had was thing in the morning she packed up and left her home and people behind. She left behind her old life in Varrock, and guided her steed towards the sloping hills that would lead to the town known as The Shire.