Kuval shakes his head, blood red locks swaying.  "I've never really travelled away from home.  Not since I moved in with my master to learn the arts from him.  I..."  he hesitates and then sighs.  "It's a long story that involves my father, money and my master.  Point is, I started learning the arts when I was 7."  He shrugs.  "It's the way life goes."