I can have Koross hail from the Twilight monastery....
Thinking he spent early childhood in Diamond Lake, illegitimate spawn of a haughty but unlucky Suel woman, sired by itinerant Baklunish mercenary. Inherited mothers silver hair and father's swarthy complexion. Prime fodder for childish taunts and abuse.
At the age of six or seven, mother already in the ground for a year aND a half, young Koross ran with wild children of the slums. Found himself cornered by some older children, but fought them ferociously with an old table leg. Unknown to them all , a monk of the twilight monastery was watching from the alley mouth, having been passing by. What he saw caused a flicker of interest, the boy fought with spirit, but also with instinctive sense, striking out at random to keep space, always keeping others in his peripheral vision, never allowing one to get behind him.
Finally, having seen enough, the monk clapped his hands together, startling the boys, the aggressors running off, leaving Koross regarding the monk, chest heaving.
The monk regarded the boy, noting the lack of fear, just the acceptance of his fate. "Have you parents, family? The monk asked. At Koross' slow shake of his hesd, the monk nodded and said "I offer you a future, one if challenge and difficulty, but also achievement and purpose. I will lift you out of this squalid slum...you will be tested, and if you fail, I will return you here. Do you understand? "
This time a slow nod.
And so Koross was taken to the Twilight Monastery, where he was tested time and again and somehow he passed all challenges put before him . Now for the first time in 15 years , returning to Diamond Lake, he wondered what fate might hold in store...