He was born into a family of greatness. The Kalrans. The last living heir of Admiral Kry Kalran and his wench, Lucky of Port Kar. Just because he was a Kalran did not mean he lived the life of luxury. On the contrary, as per tradition the male Kalrans were brought up in harshness realities. Preparing them for their birthright. The Thieves Caste. Granted their name will not earn them the brand itself. But it is in their blood. Ruthless and cunning. Kruel and his nephew Kurin, Kadin and Sareena's son, were treated no differently. The first step of their training was killing a slave girl. After that it was on. The things they witnessed most men had not seen. At a young age they were sent to live as street urts, without the family name to protect them, until they learned the streets of their homestone inside and out. By the age of ten they were sent to live as deckhands on raiding pirate ships until they earned the right to be called a Pirate. Kruel learned a lot on the voyage. Even though he retains his boyish grin and laugh.. do not be fooled he returns to Port Kar ready to earn his birthright.