Marac was born in Reza and lived most of his life there alongside his father. His father was a blacksmith and quite skilled at that. Marac would respect him and always listen to him. His father would use his son’s fast learning and quick thinking to teach him how to make weapons, armour and how to learn to improvise. He taught him the basics of surviving, interacting with people and trading. His father was quite a wholesome man and Marac would end up being like him. When he grew up, Marac would be interested in taking care of animals, learning and exploring the world. He would always be eager to learn new things but not so much socialize, as he was quite shy and careful around people he didn’t know. One day while Marac and his father were hiking east of Reza. Marac stumbled upon a cave with vines growing over it. He quietly entered the cave and notice pools of blood on the ground and a small campfire in the back of the cave. Marac ran towards where his father was standing. He was staring at something. When he saw Marac running to him he quickly grabbed him and closed his eyes and telling him to be quiet. After a while of silence they would quickly get out of the cave and run home never to speak of this to anyone.
