Zephar never knew his parents.
He grew up as an orphan, raised by high elf's, he had little friends
He liked it like that
Friends were a waste of time
He thieved for fun,
Stealing from anyone he could,
He was jailed at a young age, twelve,
for five years,
17 when he got out, he was a changed man,
His high elf parents were dead,
He was on his own,
He has been on his own since then,
Exploring the world,
Being with himself,
At peace.