This world of Gielinor has always had its share of heroes throughout its history. Tales of the daring exploits of legendary figures such as Arrav, Camorra, Robert and Wally have held children spellbound for generations. But even in these modern times, the world still needs heroes. One such figure, standing protectively between civilisation and the forces of chaos, is that of Dionysius.

The young Dionysius was educated in Varrock, where records tell us that he regularly attended the local Saradominist chapel. Local tradition has it that Dionysius led a band of young men to graffiti the Zamorakian temple in the south of the city, although doubtless such things have happened often in the busy city that is Varrock. It was expected that Dionysius would become a priest, but he seems to have had other plans...

At the age of 15, the age at which children of that era completed their education, Dionysius is reported to have turned down a prestigious invitation to study on the holy island of Entrana. Instead he declared a wish to travel the world before settling to a permanent career.

The path trodden by the young Dionysius is a winding one. The older dwarves living near Keldagrim remember a youth of that name travelling though their mines at that time. They claim that he gave them great assistance in defending the mines from a rogue tribe of trolls, eventually driving the trolls out of those mines completely.

It is believed that the young Dionusius travelled amongst the mountain tribes after he left the dwarves. One tribe, now disbanded, used to tell of a strange and mystical warrior named "Deesus" - surely a corruption of "Dionysius' - who helped defend their camp from the monsters that roam the northern lands. "Deesus" was said to be an invincible warrior who wielded a powerful staff.

Dionysius subsequently travelled across the seas to the tropical island of Karamja, where some of the oldest natives tell of how he brought with him strange herbs that increased their powers in combat. He is also remembered for venturing into the deep caves underneath that island, where very few dare to tread. One Karamjan family claims that a pale-skinned 'shaman' visited their village a few generations ago and told them to build a hut over the entrance to the caves and demand money from anyone wishing to enter; this 'shaman' may have been Dionysius.

Even in the depths of the Kharidian desert, some still remember a stranger who lived with the tent-dwelling Bedabin tribe for a while, studying the great mysterious pyramid of the desert. No-one could make him speak of what he discovered about the pyramid or the desert bandits who live near it.

By now an adult, Dionysius returned to the civilised land and finally travelled to Entrana. Always a tough youth, he had now learnt great magical powers, and many on Entrana recall that they were in awe of his abilities, venturing fearlessly into the cave under that...

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