Before Ademar became the man that he is, a man with a talent and hunger of war and power, he was a child born to a nomadic people of mercenaries called the Siruk, in the Spine. The culture of his people believes that life is like a river, forever flowing with some obstacles to be encountered, but still life remains flowing. Place after place Ademar was carried, looked after by his mother and father with such detail, for when he was born the little religious priests in his clan believed, in a vision, him to be a great warrior that could topple cities with a simple, powerful punch of his fist. Even his clan looked after the young lad, believing he'd be the future of their tribe and lead them to prosperity.

The Siruk have never traveled all together, several warriors diverging off from the main clan to become their own chieftains, thus creating many sister tribes among the Siruk. Ademar's father was one of these chieftains, aspirations to travel south of the Spine and even dreams of travelling further west of the Alliria Reach.

Along the way they accepted jobs for people of nobility and other mercenary companies, to help them gather supplies for the large group of Siruk warriors. As expected the tribe of Ademar's began to lose warriors, either from the jobs they accepted or from the harsh elements when travelling.

Ademar's father's dreams of passing Alliria came to reality, but at a heavy cost. By the time they reached west of the Alliria Reach, Ademar was only nine years old. Tragedy happened weeks later he turned nine when his clan died, including his parents. Left only with the skills he was taught and the customized weapons gifted to him from his father, Ademar struggled to survive. In villages he sought to steal or even kill people, only to make ends meet before dying of hunger or thirst. One day he slept in a barn in the dead of the night, and was found the next day at the break of light by the family of farmers that owned the place. There was debate whether to show compassion for Ademar and throw him out, but the mother of said family managed to convince her family to adopt Ademar and have him help in working the land. Though he found a stabilized life with the cost of working fields everyday, he was harassed by the children and even the father. One day when getting bullied Ademar could no longer tolerate how he was treated and injured the children. Naturally the children limped off to tell their father and the man sought to discipline Ademar in a cruel manner. His emotions sparked his magic, his body absorbing the properties of tough wood, and defended himself which, too, resulted hurting the father. For what Ademar did, the father alerted the Proctors of the Dreadlords, so that he could get rid of Ademar while being receiving a bag of coins.

From there the lad was brought to the academy, the Proctors and other instructors having interest in Ademar as he had great physical traits, predicting he'd be a great Dreadlord. Of course, with having great interests he was harassed more than his peers. The product? Exactly what the Siruk Priests and Dreadlord Proctors predicted: a great warrior that could defeat battalions of soldiers, an instrument of war for Vel Anir. Graduating the Academy, Ademar pledged allegiance to House Virak and was granted the rank of the Second Level instead of defaulting to Third Level upon graduation. What now is his path? Visions and wants of power, leading armies to conquer and expand the borders of Vel Anir with House Virak destroying the other Great Houses and making its nobles the central authority of Vel Anir.