Prologue: The boy no one knew

One stormy knight, there was a basket left on the steps of Castle Lothal and inside the basket there was a baby boy, no older than a couple weeks old. No one knew where he had come from or whose son he was, all they ever found out about was in a note that the matron of the ward had in his basket with him. The not read:

His name is Ezra, his father died a hero, his mother of heartbreak. Please take care of him.

There was no name signed at the bottom. No one knew what fief he was from, but Baron Cody as a war veteran himself took pity on the boy and placed him in the ward. There young Ezra lived until he turned fifteen.