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| - Zefram was born into a poor family who lived on farm land near Lordaeron. Due to complications at birth, Zeframs mother passed away moments after his birth. His father was devisated at the loss of his wife and spent the rest of his life resenting Zefram for her death. As far as childhoods go Zeframs was rather typical. He started to apprentice blacksmithing under his fathers watchful eye. And even though his father was resetful towards Zefram, he never once layed a hand on him and did his best to provide for his son. His father also taught him to read and to write and the value of education. His father always said, "Zefram, you may be the son of a blacksmith. But you'll always know more than the riches aristocrat! And that is always something to be proud of, son!" He took his fathers teaching to heart and after he finish his chores he'd travel into town and go to the libraries. At first they wouldn't let him in, but the kind old man (who's name Zef has forgotten but will always remember for his kindness) who ran it allowed Zef entrance... so long as he stayed quiet and returned the books and scrolls where he got them from. It was there that Zefram first read about the heroic deeds of the paladins and of the Light. The tales would inspire his imagination well into his adult years. Years past and now Zefram was a teen, still doing his chores early in the morning and spending the rest of the day reading and studying. After one day of reading he'd return home and never forget what he saw... It was his fathers birthday and he wanted to do the cooking for his father that night so Zef returned home ealry. When he got home his father was laying on the gorund in a pool of his own blood. Zefram rushed over to his father to help. He found his father barely alive. Zefram was told what had happened, some brigands had come wandering up the road and saw Zef's dad attaching horse shoes to the neighbors horses. The brigands threatened Zef's father and shoved him to the ground, one stood over him dagger drawn while the other forced open the door to Zeframs house to see what there was to take. Zeframs father explained that he and his son were simple blacksmiths and had nothing of value, and after a moment the one who went inside the house re-emerged into the sunlight and said he was right, nothing worth taking... except his life. The one standing over Zef's father drove the dagger into the chest of Zeframs father twice and once in the belly. Zefram heard his father tell him what happened and as each moment passed his words got weaker and weaker. At the end all Zefram heard was a choking noise but saw that his father had mouthed, "I love you." The next instant Zeframs father was gone. ((More to come, it's late and I'm tired.))
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