Krinalor Zumynore is a male half-elf, born to a human mother and an elf father in a small, peaceful village known as Eryndor. His father died in a battle when he was merely ten years old, and he was left to be raised by his mother.
Krinalor still remembers the many hours he spent watching the stars with his father, memorizing constellations and the movement of the planets. He also remembers running wild in the forest with his childhood friends, feeling the breeze on his face and the grass on his feet.
When Krinalor was old enough, he decided to join the army as a soldier, and there he learned to fight with swords and shields, wearing heavy armor. It wasn't long before he discovered his innate magical abilities and decided to shift most of his focus on mastering his powers instead of fighting with swords.
Nowadays, Krinalor spends most of his time meditating, perfecting spells and achieving what others would consider impossible. He's always surrounded by curious scholars and students eager to learn from him, but his closest friend and ally is his wife Marielle. She shares his veneration for knowledge and mastery of the arcane arts.
Krinalor is a true scholar who believes that each day is an opportunity to learn something new. He is kind and patient in his teaching, seeing his apprentice's success as his own. Krinalor is sure that kindness is the secret to success, and impartial to fame or power.
Krinalor definitely watches over his wife and daughter, named Kaelin, during his free time. Marielle and Kaelin are light in his heart, nurturing characters that remind him of the cost of caring for someone too dearly.
Krinalor's life has turned around once more after a fatal accident on the battlefield. He was tragically pulled into the ethereal world, encountering extraterrestrial agents that have given him knowledge beyond human capabilities, augmenting his abilities withe mystical powers and by sharpening his wisdom to greater heights.
Although the locals have named him "the Siren" for his mellow speech and ostentatious knowledge, Krinalor doesn't use his intellect self-sufficient, preferring to continue living a well social life, fostering wisdom into younger generations surpassing knowledge into greater edification.
Along with knowledge, Krinalor's loyalty to those close to him is his unbeatable quality. To him, the lineage of an individual in this society shouldn't be used to house contempt; rather better faith and optimism.
Krinalor has nothing of great regret in his heart, but he deeply wishes he had known his father a bit longer, feared but loved rather than despised everywhere he went.
A green, semi-hollow wand battered slightly at its base and golden tassel, repoussoir sword adorned with odd designs made with sharp precision and the family ring presented by his father at the mirror's eld that imitates his beloved sun are frequent elements of clothing.