Kier

Born to the busy city of Port Balfonheim, Kier's earliest memories were of work and strife in the poorer outlying quadrants of the bustling and powerful city of the Sky Pirates. But with the general lawlessness of the region, many would try and leave to start fresh either in Archades, or further south into the more stable regions. Kier's family attempted such a pilgramage when he was four years of age, but their attempt was cut short by raiders who had overheard the plans of the group, and captured them all for slavery. Young Kier, not even old enough to understand what had happened, watched his father killed and his mother hauled away while he sat curled under a bush with nothing but a small toy his parents had bought him before leaving.

It was this sobbing, starving, almost savage wolfcub that a group of nomad Viera hunters came upon, and who in his desperation threatened them with a broken knife still stained with the blood of the man it had killed. They took in this young boy who could only barely remember his first name. Taking him back south, the young hume spent the predominant amount of his life among the homeless Viera, plying their yearly route between the Salikawood and the Sandseas. Under the Viera who had taken him in as his son, Ymir Ibrahim, he learned the art of the bow, how to hunt, and how to survive in those harsh climates, and how to use the basics of magic in such.

At the age of sixteen, Kier's adopted father sent him out of the tribe to rejoin his own people, the pair parting with no seeming tenderness or goodbyes. But the boy was not Viera, for all he had been raised as one, and it was their wisdom that said he should learn what it is to be hume from the city their own people shunned because of their belief that the technologies that had contributed to the rise of men, had also lead to the world's fall.

Kier is a normally stoic young man who seems to have very little patience for the social morays of politics and intrigue, and as such he tends to come off as blunt and impolite to many. But despite this glaring dislike of civilization and the people who build it, there is a deep undercurrent of loyalty and caring That makes him often times seem to act out of character. To those that have come close to him find him brusque, brutally honest, but at the same time brutally loyal and genuinely kind at times.

His constant companion is a desert cat hybrid named Dust. A small bodied thing with a large bushy tail colored like sand and rock, the small creature often times hides in the hood of his sandcloak, or along the back of his neck. Dust seems to hate Kier, and often times will be seen hissing at him, attacking him, or even occasionally drawing blood... but like the man who saved his life, that attitude is a strange form of love.

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