Man of the Lowers

As children played in the streets of lower sanctuary Kalidor looked up from a gutter ..life was tough for one living rough ..having to beg and live off scraps. He was soon accustomed to getting into fights with random people did he didnt know sometimes getting busted up other times leaving the other party in a bloody pulp.

A strange woman came into view before him and spoke in a clear and persuasive tone "young man I have watched you for a long time do you want to use that thing properly :points at longsword: ". Kalidor returned "Tis my fathers ..before the bloody fool went off on one of those pointless council commissions something about bugbears trying to destroy some machinery ..All i got back was the sword ...they say he was cut to pieces :spits:".

"Come my boy ..I will feed you ...I will teach you...I will help you find your inner fire" She spoke with reassuring gestures in a manner that would have charmed a man in the desert out of his last canteen of water. And the youthfullness within Kalidor Zested to be better than his father ..and his curiosity was beginning to grow of this strange ..woman who called herself Jaya.

The years passed by as Jaya taught Kalidor the ways of Hoar though many hard lessons he finally emerged an aspiring knight ..allthough it was not clear where his alligences laid. Like the hand wrapped by a soft glove he was trained indeed the ways of Hoar and of something else which burned deep within side him and would make its presence known when the time was right.