Iskandar was born in Annuakat, to Rennovan and Allie Azleth. Iskandar's childhood was brief; only three years after he was born, his mother died. Iskandar to this day still does not know how his mother died, as his father refused to tell him when he lived with him. However, while devastated, Rennovan seemingly pushed on. For five more years, Rennovan continued his life as an accomplished metalworker and blacksmith. Then, came the day where his employers found out that Rennovan had developed a drinking problem. A bad one. After causing a fire that nearly destroyed a block, Rennovan was fired, and forced to pay a large sum. Thus began the spiral downards.

Rennovan began treating Iskandar worse and worse, and his alcoholism became more and more clear. Barely a year later, and Iskandar was taking every opportunity to get out of the new hovel they now called home, while Rennovan began working at the dock and generally drinking with more disreputable company. As a result of this, he fell into a band of other urchins, and it was then that the next phase of Iskandar's life began.

Iskandar, since he grew up learning how to read, was often the one who would read news to the other children; however, stories wasn't all he did, as he learned that the rest of them often resorted to stealing from others to survive. And, since Iskandar was now in the same boat as them, he joined them. For the next six years, Iskandar would run around, causing shenanigans and trouble with the little group he was in, getting into and barely escaping from scrapes. Until his fifteenth birthday.

On that day, Iskandar saw that an older man had left an enormous chunk of gemstone sitting on a table, in plain sight. After organizing the others into causing a scene, Iskandar used the ensuing distraction to steal the gemstone. Unluckily for him, the old man caught him. But rather than throw him to the guard, the man commented that he was surprised that the boy survived, and promptly poked him.

What happened afterwards, Iskandar always remembers with a mix of fondness and astonishment. The man introduced himself as Forrell Tonor, and that he was a specific type of mage called a luminancer. Furthermore, he went on to explain that he was surprised that Iskandar survived because he just so happen to overcharge said gemstone with magical energy, and that anyone holding said stone with their bare hands at that moment for an extended amount of time surely would have been burnt. Finally, after explaining, he eventually took a good long look at Iskandar, and finally asked him if he would be his apprentice.

Before Iskandar could answer, an incident happened where the urchins tried to rescue Iskandar. Forrell then proceeded to show his magical prowess, stopping the attempted assault, before chastising the urchins. He then proceeded to make his request to Iskandar again, to which Iskandar agreed. Though, Iskandar told Forrell about his father. Forrell simply told Iskandar he would deal with his father.

Which he did; Iskandar doesn't know how Forrell convinced Rennovan to let him go, but all Iskandar knew was that he was now Forrel's apprentice, and under his care. And on this continued for another eight years. During this time, Forrell took Iskandar to his home in Elbion, and spent a good majority of those eight years either learning Luminancy, learning how to use the sword, or travelling around the region around Elbion and generally helping his master achieve different adventures. During this time, Iskandar had that chunk of gemstone he nearly stole implanted into his hands; and decided to opt into getting some more of that gemstone crushed and made into tattoos around his wrists. It was also during this time that Forrell managed to convince Iskandar about the Messengers, and Iskandar would finally take some sort of religion in his life. Later on, when he was nearing his graduation, he managed to obtain a gemstone large enough to finish the both the ritual of the Link and the ritual of the Prism. Shortly afterwards, when he finished his apprenticeship, he decided to move to Oban, where he felt like he could earn a living there.

He hated Oban. It was a cesspool in his eyes. While meeting new people was nice, the restrictive, almost superiority complex-like attitude of the locals oftentimes made him frustrated and angry. He oftentimes would attempt to peddle his craft, and try his hand at mercenary work and the like, only for people to choose the more locally owned groups that ran around. After two years of this, Iskandar decided he had enough.

He'd heard of a new city, called Volta. If the stories were true, then Volta was a fascinating place, surely worth exploring! So Iskandar packed up his bags, and left Oban to travel to Volta, to meet up with a friend of his he met during his apprenticeship to Forrell; the man offered Iskandar a place to stay while he got set up, and Iskandar wasn't going to refuse the chance to move to a more sustainable location!