Rak Kull, famous adventurer and compulsive smoker was known as an hero by many. He had spent his entire life pursuing riches and adventures but felt that something was missing, he desired the satisfaction of having a family and growing up a son, some one like him that would follow the same path as him long after his death, and so came to be Naf Kull.
Fast forward a few years and Naf Kull was born and raised under his father, a warrior in the making.
One night, while Naf and his mother Azilia Kull (known as Azy) were having diner, Rak stormed into the house with a panicked look in his face

Azy, take Rak and run to the cellar, the king was overthrown and the town's in a chaotic panic right now.
Azilia complied and took him to the cellar and hid with him, at one point, they heard noise coming from upstairs and what seemed to be the start of a struggle, Rak couldn't stand still, he felt the need to prove himself to his father, who had trained him for many years, so he rushed out of the cellar into the kitchen and took a cleaver that was sitting in the sink and jumped out at one of the 6 bandits that had invaded his home, and with a swift blow to the throat, the unsuspecting bandit fell grasping his throat while gasping for air, Naf tried to go for the bandit next to the one he had just slain but he wasn't fast enough and the bandit disarmed him and grappled him threatening to kill Naf if Rak didn't drop his weapons and surrendered.
At this point Azy was out of the celar and seeing Naf in harms way, jumped in and tried to help him only to be impaled by the sword of the same bandit that was holding Naf. Seeing this, Rak shouted;

NO... No more, i surrender, don't... don't hurt them, please.

And he put down his sword and shield.

Eh... Do it.

Naf heard the bandit holding him say while letting out a audible smirk and a voley of arrows from the crossbow's the other 4 bandits had all of them directed at Rak. All of them hit in the chest/neck area, instantly killing him as one of them flew right into his heart.

rage...Rage...RAGE...RAGE.

The only thing Naf could feel at this point was rage, he picked up the small dagger on the bandit that was holding him and stabbed him right in the side of the chest 3 times, he fell to the floor in pain and agony, Naf quickly took his sword that was on the floor next to him and swiftly, in a mix of rage and pure instinct, killed the remaining 3 guards that were either too preoccupied reloading their crossbow or trying to draw their sword.

after this Naf Ran outside in search for aid, the town was turned upside down, fires and looters every where. Within his panic, he was able to make out a guard running in his direction, he swiftly started crying and pleading asking for the guard to help his parents. the guard ran past him, completely ignoring what he was asking of him and as the guard silhouette grew dimmer, confusion and that familiar rage started growing inside him again, he was abandoned, by the only person that could help him in that situation, the army and guards his father spoke so highly about, just left both of his parents to die.

N...a..Naf...

He heard from inside, his mother was calling him, he rushed inside to see her impaled by the sword the guard had thrust in her.
He started running, rushing beside her.

What do... how can.. how do i.... Please don't die.... i cant... don't please...

Tears falling down his face, all these thoughts rushing through his head, he didn't know what to do.

Naf... calm down... its ok, everything is going to be o... *cough*

Azy coughs a bit of blood as she was trying to reassure her son.

Just.. Please listen to me, go to our room, under our dresser there's a small box, inside there's a box, you'll.. fin. answers....

And her hand drops limp on the floor, and Naf can't do anything but sit there grasping her mothers lifeless body while crying and screaming.

Eh... *Cough cough* That bitch got what she deserved, eh eh... *cough*
Naf heard a voice from the back of the room, it was the same man that had stabbed his mother moments before, now holding his own crossbow in this hand pointing it at naf.

*shhoof* the bolt barely hits Naf in the head just scraping his head as a small line of blood trickles down his face.

Guess i'm in no position to fight back hum..? eh eh... *cough* now, question is, what are you gonna do about it boye *cough*
The bandit is clearly at deaths door, and Naf knows it, he slowly but steadly walks forward in the direction of the bandit, that at this point has just gave up and thrown the crossbow on the floor.

Naf grabs the bandit's head, headbuts him right in the nose and throw's him across the room into the floor on his back he goes trough the room and picks up 2 daggers from the bodies of the other bandits and he stabs and pins down both hands of the barely alive guard and jumps on top of him and puts both his hands on his throat and starts chocking him.

AHhh!! Motherfu...*gasp* *gah* *grh*

And amidst of the sounds of him trying to breathe he says

eh... Discusting.

and a few seconds later, stops resisting.

Naf takes a few minutes but eventually composes himself, and remembers her mothers dying words, and looks under the dresser and in fact finds a small box. Opening shows a Letter, a key and a small zippo lighter that seems to glow a bit and a note.

"Before we had you, i was an heavy smoker, your mother made my quit so i did, this is my lighter, i probably at some point told you about how i, for one reason or another, always misplaced my lighter when i was younger, i hired a wizard and a smith to build this one, cost me quite a lot but the gist of it is, it has something inside of it that, if activated, gives out a small flame, and the main effect i requested was that if current owner lost it and wanted to retrieve it, he could will the lighter back to him, that helped a lot considering, the fact that i constantly lost mine."

And the letter said:
"If by any chance something happens to me and your mother and you find yourself alone, go South to the small village named Flargo, look for a man named Kairon Pasvyr, he's an old adventuring acquaintance, he might be a Tiefling but he's a good person, don't judge him, he hates that. tell him i sent you and show him the lighter, he'll know what to do."

And so, Naf procedes south to look for this person his father knew, knowing nothing of what the future holds.
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Sorry about the bible of text, meant it to be small and ended up writing way too much (as usual)