Sgt. Renesaleer F. Kinnons

Master Sergeant Renesaleer Fitzgibbonfield Kinnons was born, albeit with the more humble rank of son, to Albator Kinnons and Menethil Fitzgibbonfield in the gritty mining town of Klev. Kinnons the elder, an on-again off-again miner with a weakness for hard liquor and fast women, abandoned his son to the care of the lad's mother before he had even left the womb.

Fitzgibbonfield, whose disposition was as steely as the ore that comes from the nearby Klevarcht Mountains before being abandoned by the blackguard Kinnons, was if anything hardened by this betrayal. Saddled with the responsibility of supporting a child on her modest barmaid's wages, Fitzgibbonfield was forced to employ a strict austerity of economy throughout the young Kinnons' upbringing.

Though his mother never indulged what she considered 'trivial' desires, like playtime and sweets, Kinnons flourished, and was deeply attached to his sole caregiver. Indeed, despite her hard, unforgiving attitude and stern upbringing of the lad, she loved him very deeply in her own way. The pair, despite their long separation maintain a very close relationship corresponding regularly.

One product of Kinnons' upbringing has been a deep loathing of his father, and an equally strong anxiety of becoming a father himself out of the fear that he would only repeat the failures and shortcomings of his forbear. As a result, Kinnons has scrupulously avoided entering into romantic entanglements, and, indeed, this desire contributed to his decision to join the Queen's army at the age of seventeen. Menethil supported his choice, and has borne stoically the separation from her lone progeny.

Kinnons' strict childhood made his transition into the armed forces an easy one: by the time he entered the ranks, he was a well disciplined, orderly youth, who followed orders unwaveringly without question. This obedience earned him the favor of his commanders who facilitated his rise to the rank of sergeant in a matter of a few short years.

The sergeant spent over a decade on the Fethilian front where he comported himself with unflappable bravery, earning distinction and suffering several injuries. After sustaining a near-fatal arrow wound to the chest, Kinnons was sent home to Klev for convalescence -- indeed, he was not expected to recover. However the army's physicians had not counted on the attentiveness of Menethil Fitzgibbonfield, who stubbornly refused to let her son die, and patiently nursed him back to health.

Sgt. Kinnons drilling the troops on the parade ground...

After a year's rest, Kinnons rejoined the army in the role of a drill sergeant -- a position that suited his penchant for order and discipline perfectly. Despite a continuing horror at the invariable disorderliness and disobedience of the raw recruits that are his charges, Kinnons has managed to earn the respect and even grudging affection of the troops under his command.