NAME: Alane Wickerbot<br/>AGE: 21<br/><br/>Walking into the museum from the back entrance, he made his way past many nods, and small cheers. Alane was the one who discovered the crown. Pulling the old leather bomber jacket off and placing it on the hook, he walked out into the public eye. His tanned shirt crinkled under the weight of the suspender straps, if no one knew his face, no one would ever suspect he was the one that made millions discovering the crown.<br/><br/>As he looked around the crowd, he saw her, the beauty of her radiated. He had wished many times that maybe he'd even be able to talk with her, much less learn her name. But it's been news spreading around now, that the count's only daughter is getting married. But that was not the intent of his visit, he needed to study this crown. His own instruments were reading some strange wavelengths radiating from it. Maybe if he could just get close enough, he could scan it.