((The following is written by Kyral, through her spotty old lady memory, any inconsistencies is IC)) It began with a single word, a name that came from the lips of a mother. Giving her child a name, she cradled her close, for the only time. She would drift apart from the child in time, but the name she gave her would never fade. The name Kyral Rilann, Born in Aegis, given life by a mother unknown to her. She was either busy as hell or drinking herself into another stupor. Nowadays you won’t hear Kyral speak about her mother, she didn’t like to bring up memories of a woman that would forsake h