Kael Virdan was born into a small family, in a small hamlet on the northern borders of the High Kingdom of Idunia. His life has been rather uninteresting. The Virdan family being simple hunters and gatherers, in a relative unknown settlement. Kael always had a longing to see the wider world, he would be the first to greet newcomers, weary travelers or contingents of soldiers moving through his home village. Often harassing them with a barrage of questions, to the dismay of his folk, who did not see his point of view.
His parents, two loving, albeit restricting figures in his youth. They did not allow him to move beyond the small creek that was flowing through their lands: “There is evil beyond it,” they would say. For years, he believed them.. until he caught a traveler that said otherwise. The man said never to have crossed the eastern woods, yet described, in detail, what lay beyond the creek. That night, he realised something simple: Either the world was lying, or his parents were. He left a week later. No farewell, just in the dead of night, for he will find out himself.
The traveller has just arrived in a small town. As they look around, their gaze is met with run down houses and shops. They duck into one of the shacks, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the small room, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town?" She begins, then pauses to study their face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a chair, “Where do you come from? What do you hope to make of yourself?”
Kael Virdan steps into the building, briefly studying the floating candles before closing the door behind him. He pauses at the old woman’s question, then takes the offered seat with a grin, “I come from a fallen house,” he answers calmly. He folds his hands, as he crosses his legs and sits back. “I left when there was nothing left to keep me there.” A brief pause as he studies the crone. “As for what I hope to make of myself… Someone who understands people better than they do themselves.”
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