Kal

Hi, my name is Kal and I live in Great Britain, from which I battle evil, I’m a direct descended from the thunder god Thor, when I was born there was a riddle wrote on a parchment, which was left with me on the steps of the orphanage the riddle reads:Never is it as clever and quick-witted as to guess who goads me on my journey, Oft must I with wave strive and with wind fight, together against them contend, Rain has bore the front as the storm has turned From flight, There is a din on earth; we die sudden deaths when I shake the forest, Heaven then is the last place I lay, but only within a day.The Answer is within the Riddle.Once I reached the age of 18, the riddle was given to me buy my foster parents, I instinctivly knew the answer which guided me to my destiny, on the steps of my forefathers, great Odin told me of my heritage and from that day forward I have battled against the undercurrent of evil.