Born into the Rightheart Clan, his appearance was always a controversy. Tensions between the Righthearts and Belulaei arose beneath the tables of diplomacy, due to his silvery hair. Some rumor he is the bastard son of Belulaei herself, something which wouldn't be frowned upon as dark elves may mate frequently, if it were not for suspicions that his father - who fell from his position due to this controversy, was suspected of being unfaithful with two female dark elves at once. This has caused Kronos to be raised by a father mostly, who instilled in him the importance of faith and respect, along with the rigorous training the Rightheart's enjoyed. Kronos was given a longsword as his weapon. Due to his circumstances even as a young elf he yearns for familial ties - rediscovering really who his mother is, and rise from the neglect and bullying he endured. Devoid of many friends, those he made in his youth were considerably loyal and respected Kronos' way with people. Despite his dubious origins, Kronos received ample military training and became an avid bookworm, being tutored by a Rightheart librarian whenever he had the chance.
Recently, changes in the political ties in the Rightheart Clan brought Kronos' past under greater scrutiny. Fearing for his life and his son's, Kronos' father arranges his son's departure, making haste to leave himself as well. The fate of the father is unknown, although he is no longer part of the Righthearts. The son remains, wandering the roads from the age of 15. In the four years he spent on the road, he has gained a reputation as being a 'strider' of the woods and surroundings by drunk bar regulars he often converses with for information and aid. Shaping his knowledge with first theoretical, then the practical, Kronos has made his choice. He would travel to the lands of Yong Ping and practice Shindoism, making a name for himself and massing wealth and power there. Time will tell if this will bear any fruition...
Kronos would extend a hand, shaking his, and pat the fellow on the shoulder. "Quite the journey to get here, my friend! I can't recount I've ever been here before, though I should have. Your name eludes me yet! Come, let me invite you to drinks and we can discuss these things in more detail!" the dark elf would sit down at the tavern and explain that he is a traveler, in seek of all the aforementioned questions. Adventure, wealth, and grand aspirations. He makes sure to tip the bartender and ask the gentleman of any opportunities available in the bazaar.

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