haruspex

Kirian's heart is soft. As a child he cried easily, overwhelmed by the world and by his own emotions. His father tried to shelter him, to make sure Kirian didn't suffer from too much heartache. As he grew, he learned to guard his heart more for his own sake and by the time he arrived in Moscow as a young man, he hadn't cried since he left home.

His time in Moscow molded him into a hardworking man. He persisted through his studies despite language barriers and being alienated from his peers, for in the end he wished to help people with the skill he was learning. Few people left Town-On-Indigirka and he wished to return with new knowledge that could help his hometown.

Yet in Moscow his heart grew sick, and while Kirian turned a blind eye to it, he knew it deep down. As he was assimilating into modern society, he was alienating himself from the teachings he grew up with. He became fearful of returning home once his studies ended, and as such he never became a fully licensed surgeon. The failure of the man he had become made his heart even sicker, and he couldn't muster any tears for his own predicament.

Kirian has clever hands that understand the working of sewing flesh together and carefully picking plants. His father told him it was the signs of being a Vedmak, a witch. Kirian couldn't conjure up miracles, but he understood the workings of nature differently than others, he heard the whispering of plants and started to understand them as he grew older. Yet it was knowledge that'd once again start to elude him as he arrived in Moscow, the city poisoning his heart.

Eventually, Kirian would slowly become frozen in time. The world around him would age, yet he'd stay mostly the same.