I love how this sub isn ' t even trying to sneak hot women in anymore <| sep |> absecret Any time that hasn ' t happened yet is still a large , possibly infinite , amount of time . <| sep |> He smiles softly and looks around . <| sep |> As a child , I grew up in Korvosa and my faith resided in Abadar a lawful god of earth . My mother is the elven World Champion of Tower and Ruk sensation Maria Kournikova . My human father was renowned poet and masterwork musician LL Ice Cube . Gold and fame were as common to them as a bowl of brown is to peasants . While my father , LL , had an illustrious career before I was born , his success had dwindled by the time I was a young child . I can remember how desperate he was to regain the glory and fame he ' d once had . Obsessed with regaining his mad streetcred , he dove deeper into a gambling and drug addiction which lead our family into a massive debt . Mother did everything she could to help and even though I was young , I knew that our fortune was gone and he was ruining us . It was at the age of 10 that my life was turned upside down . As I now know , I was sold to Gaedren Lamm by none other than my own father , LL . His debts had gone too deep and he was so desperate for money that he had turned to a known killer and sociopath , Gaedren Lamm . LL brought me deep into the city ' s slums and sold me like cattle to the most wretched man known to Korvosa , all to save his own skin ! I remember things going awry during the handoff and before I knew it Gaedren had slain my father in front of my eyes . Perhaps it was guilt or regret for what he was doing , or perhaps Lamm had short changed him , which wouldn ' t be surprising . Either way , my father started to fight Lamm and his men to free me , but it was too late . It was done . I watched him slowly fade from the world as the pool of his blood grew larger and larger beneath my feet . I have never known such betrayal in all of my life and Lamm loved to remind me of it as he laughed maniacally at my pain , the sadistic bastard . He often told me that LL had confessed that he was not my real father which was probably a lie . As I grew older , I came to realize that this may , perhaps , be true . After Lamm had taken me , he worked me to the bones forced me to sleep next to half starved lions that he ' d bought to either sell to a circus or be slaughtered for meat . There was no telling what that man had planned for those lions or for me . He was always threatening to feed me to them should I ever choose to ' foolishly ' disobey him . Year after year , the lions and I grew to become companions and caretakers of one another . I would sneak fresh meat in to feed them and they would sleep next to me to keep me warm during the harsh winters . As a Druid , I learned how to communicate with them and eventually hold dominion over a couple of the young males . One day , fearing for my life , I decided to escape with two of the adolescent male lions The Ghost and The Darkness . Gaedren Lamm caught us mid escape and in a rash move , set fire to The Ghost ' s glorious golden mane causing panic to us all . As The Ghost growled and roared in pain , I ran back to him to put out the fire as The Darkness lunged at Lamm ' s throat . As he pounced with all the ferocity he could manage , Lamm tragically shot him in the heart . He was dead before he even hit the ground . It was this selfless sacrifice of a wild and broken beast that granted me my freedom . A part of me died that day along with The Darkness . Seeing just how dangerous Lamm could be , The Ghost and I pressed on and managed to escape with our lives . I tended to The Ghost ' s wounds as we fled the city into a nearby forest . I vowed that day that I would have my revenge on Gaedren Lamm . For The Darkness . For The Ghost . For my own barbaric imprisonment . We did the best we could to survive on our own deep in the woods . We spent years thriving in the forest where we practiced hunting and Drudeism . The Ghost ' s glorious mane never grew back a permanent scar and reminder of what we both lost that day . It was as if Lamm had stolen The Ghost ' s power when he torched his golden mane . He was depressed and his heart was broken . I pledged to help my friend regain his confidence and grow back into the fierce lion he had once been . Once we regained our strength and practiced our combat training in the woods , we decided it was time to return to Korvosa . For The Darkness . For revenge . And also to design a fabulous golden wig for my faithful feline companion at the Korvosan Institute of Lion Prosthetics and Technology .