Kirynoth was born into a world of war. A child of combat, he was pledged
into a life of slavery before he could even know what a life of freedom was.
He was bred for death through discipline, but lived the life to a malevolent
dictator. As he grew through his very early years, his master saw promise
as Kirynoth was incredibly strong and ruthless. As he grew older, his body
grew stronger but where strength grew, ambition grew all the greater.
Kirynoth knew nothing other than murder - no other way of life, so his
master harnessed his gifts by hiring Kirynoth to claim bounties and hunt
outlaws. He indulged in these victories of and relished in the celebration
as he crushed the skull of his victims with his bare hands, caring little
for the reward. As the years progressed, Kirynoth learned more of the
outside world and discovered a clan of men and women who organized their
form of Order, but lacked direction and true leadership. It was in this day
that Kirynoth set out on his own to create a legend of himself.
Description:
A brute the size of a small mountain shadows the environment around him.
Lightly worn hemp robes are bound tightly to his body, casing the mass of
rippling muscles and pulsing veins of his powerful body. His skin is
painted by dark, swirling markings that blend and twist into an ominous
tapestry of hypnotizing movements. The pupils of his eyes burn like the sun
and his gaze pierces into the soul, penetrating as sharply as a newly forged
blade. A thick neck leads into a frame that could physically overwhelm most
who challenge, but equally paired with an agility and precision unseen from
any before. The overall stature of this man radiates the sense that he is
someone of legendary qualities.
