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Born in the Northlands, in Redrain lands, Kiral was abandoned at birth, or at least this is what the shaman that found him wrapped up in cloth in the middle of the woods assumed. This man was named Regor. Taking the event as a sign, due in part to a snake-like birthmark on the child's arm, the shaman took the child in and raised him as his own. Kiral grew up rather estranged from others, his surrogate father being a rather solitary and self-sufficient man. Kiral, of course, took after him and learned many skills from a young age such as how to start a fire, skin and gut some game, and of course, partake in the rituals of the Path of the Hunt. The boy came to know the wilds well, preferring them to the nearby towns which he would occassionally venture into with Regor. He began to commune with spirits as a young boy, something Regor took as a good omen up until the boy began to become consumed by episodes of rage and other strange fits during his communion. Regor did his best to teach Kiral how to control himself, and largely succeeded, though Kiral never succeeded in fully controlling the bouts of being consumed in the spirit of another, nor did he want to. In the first years of Kiral's adulthood, Regor passed away after a bad bout of dysentry, leaving the young man alone. At first, Kiral survived by hunting game and selling it to nearby towns. This lasted for some time until he was offered some mercenary work, which he found himself to have a knack for, and chose to pursue some more. The next few years of Kiral's life were spent wandering about from town to town, finding work where he could. He went hungry on some days in the beginning of his career, but eventually he garnered the skills required to make a living knocking heads together and hunting bands of brigands that harrassed towns and villages, putting his childhood affinity for hunting to good use. It was during these years that Kiral found a taste for battle, and for blood. Battle to him was another ritual, a part of the Hunt, and he would often relish in it and lose himself among the spirits on the battlefield. Years passed, and Kiral found himself wandering about the realm, mostly in the Northlands until he would eventually find himself in Arx, seeking work, coin and communion with the land's spirits.

A young man standing at the height of six feet, he bears a lean, well-muscled build with broad shoulders and callused, rough hands. His head of shoulder-length, messy black hair is kept wrapped into a ponytail, some strands of hair often hanging down over his broad forehead and low-set brows which rest over deep-set, dark brown eyes. He has high-set, prominent cheekbones and full cheeks which are covered by his stubble, which also obfuscates his angular jawline. A small, jagged and faded scar runs over his right brow vertically, up to his forehead a small ways above the brow. He is clad in a plain brown leather brigandine lined with iron plates that are riveted to the fabric, he wears this over some chainmail. His wrists are clad in some leather braces, and his hands in leather gloves. Over his thighs he wears some leather padded cuisses which are thrown over a pair of brown pants. The man's feet are clad in some simple leather boots. At his waist he keeps a simple iron longsword and a number of pouches as well as a waist satchel. At his back, a longbow and accompanying quiver are generally carried with him.

Kiral is a rather solitary, but nonetheless courteous individual, he often seems rather distant and off in his head. This problem does not persist when celebrations are in order, though he does not do well speaking to groups of people. This can be helped with drink, or the right herb, or even the wrong one. A deeply spiritual individual, Kiral follows the Shamanistic practices of the north and thus can often be seen speaking in rather odd ways, sometimes having spells of altered states in which he communes (or at least believes he communes) with spirits, and they speak through him, or join with him and help him in battle, which can make him seem quite animalistic. He is a very instinctive individual, though not entirely an illogical one. Despite his curteous demeanour, he is not very socially aware and is rather blunt, and is honest to a fault. Despite this all, and his work as a mercenary, he holds a lot of good will for his fellow man and is very understanding of individual differences.