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Zaniel's last name does not come from having climbed the ranks of the church, rather it is a namesake given to him by the church to show he had no family. From the day he was born Zaniel was given to the church, born a bastard out of wedlock which was not an uncommon case for the times. He was born and raised in a village set within the heart of the Kingdom of Geheim called Velpe. The village lay in a valley between the hilly area at the foot of the mountains. The winters could range anywhere from mild to severe and the possibility of being cut off from the main trade route was always a possibility in winter. It was living here at a young age that gave Zaniel both a preference for the cold climate and a certain immunity to it. He finds it far more pleasant than the hottest day of the year hands down.
Zaniel, raised for the first six years of his life by the mostly kind Nuns in a local Convent of his village. He was to be groomed from an early age for the religious work- his easiest lessons were no doubt the chores he was given daily that a child his age could physically accomplish. When the Nuns began to teach him reading and writing his attention was harder to rein in like most children his age. It was at the age of six that his gift of Hydrokinesis manifested early all thanks to one accidental fire that claimed nearly half the village's food supplies. By that year's May Day celebration he had been whisked away by a retired Argent who had settled into the village only months before. The Nuns of the convent had been adamant that the boy should remain and continue his training in the religious manners, but Zaniel, as young as he was, decided he would much rather do other things than sit and stare at books all day. Imagine his disappointment when, upon his arrival to St. Antistia's, he was given even more books to sit and stare at. He remained at the Monastery for twelve years, learning everything about his ability from another Argent who specialized in Hydrokinetics. His Reading, Writing, and Arithmetic skills were eventually pounded into his head, though for all the salt of the instructors at the Monastery not one of them could get the young man to even fringe an interest in the History of Argents or Saint Antistia herself. Instead of the hours that should have been spent tutoring himself on the histories of the title he should one day carry, Zaniel filled them with learning weaponry and furthering skills in hand to hand combat. Quarter staff, Archery, a basic sword skill. Anything the Argents were willing to teach him and as high of a level that they could teach it. Most of these skills were furthered once he departed from the Monastery.
He left the Monastery shortly after his seventeenth birthday. He was grateful to the Argents for teaching him to control his abilities and had promised to help others just as an Argent would, but admitted that he could not carry the title. He had already mastered his gift, which would only continue to grow stronger as he practiced, and wanted to spend no more time staring a the same walls he had been watching since the age of six. So Zaniel left the Monastery to travel between Geheim and Aerlion. He had a natural draw towards physical violence in a way he couldn't quite explain. There was nothing compared to the rush one received when feeling your bare knuckles make contact with another man's chin. Eventually Zaniel would begin to lend himself to those of coin for use of his abilities, his protection, and occasionally the sheer entertainment of watching two men pummel each other into bloody pulps
Aside from friendships forged over the years of traveling, the only real relationships Zaniel has held would be purely business With the exception of one Nobleman's daughter, Zaniel has not held a romantic relationship long enough to say he has ever loved another woman. Where the young woman was due to be both his bride and the mother of his first child, neither of these events came to pass. The young woman passed away during premature childbirth, their still born daughter with her. It has been roughly five years since the young woman and child had passed away. The time after their death weighed heavily on Zaniel and most of it was spent at the bottom of bottles and kicking up dust in fighting pits, surfacing long enough to use his abilities to earn him better money before returning to his travels. He has traveled over both sister kingdoms time and time again. As of the past few months he has made what is only one of many attempts to sober himself up. Results have varied.
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