Lythal grew up on stories of the great Aldori Swordlords. His father, a Taldan fencer of no small renown, would re-enact all of the greatest tales, swishing his own rapier left and right while fighting off imaginary foes. His mother, a Wizard's scribe by profession but secret practitioner by desire, despaired at the focus on the martial and attempted to teach her son what few tricks she knew in an attempt to expand his mind beyond fanciful dreams of fencing glory.
As he grew in years, he became equally adept at both swordplay and magic but tended to keep the latter practiced purely for functional reasons. After all, the ability to wipe the sweat from your body after a rigorous workout was a blessing if you could do it without lifting a finger. Eventually, the time came for Lythal to leave and with fond farewells and a bag full of gold coins, Lythal departed from Taldor for the cosmopolitan joys of New Stetven.
When Lythal arrived, he spent months trying to gain access into one of the Aldori schools but he was never quick enough or strong enough, always missing the acceptance cut by a few places. Failure began to weigh on him and he became more morose in nature. Rigorous practice gave way to the practice of drinking alcohol and slowly but surely, his confidence level drifted away.
Finally, Lythal's patience snapped and in the middle of his latest acceptance duel, he invoked a spell his mother had taught him to try and weaken his foe. He barely escaped with his life. Without pausing to gather belongings from his tavern, he fled New Stetven with his clothing, rapier and what was left of his bag of gold. He fled to the southeast, having heard of the Stolen Lands to the south of Restov. There, he could hide in anonymity until things had blown over.
Purchasing replacement goods on his way to Restov, he came to learn of the Swordlord's offer to colonise the Stolen Lands. Lythal realised that perhaps this could be his calling rather than becoming an Aldori swordsman. Pulling his cloak tighter around him, he spent a couple of days establishing what was happening before learning a single name that would lead him to the start of his quest.
Oleg's.