Born to a commoner caste in Zar’Ahal Jiv'undus was destined for a harsh life. Raised exclusively by his 'fathers', a harem of men his mother kept, Jiv'undus did not interact with his mother once until he was thirteen years old. Raised to be a warrior, Jiv'undus excelled and by his teens his mother began to call on him to do her dirty work in her various minor schemes. This favor drew the ire of his 'fathers', resulting in constant maneuvering and scheming behind the scenes between himself and the men who raised him. Eventually Jiv'undus skill grew beyond his smaller, weaker 'fathers' and Jiv'undus dropped the pretext of a scheme.

It was here his natural aggression and brutality first showed itself. Angered by a remark one of his fathers made during a family 'meeting' Jiv'undus lashed out, burying an axe in the older Drow's head in front of his mother. Rather then punish her son who seemed to lack the natural scheming nature of the Drow she instead simply remarked 'Only him?'. Lost in his rage Jiv'undus killed the remainder of his 'fathers', seemingly given the blessing of his mother.

For nineteen years Jiv'undus loyal served his 'house', used mostly as a blunt instrument of murder against other commoner houses. Yet his mother, far less intelligent then she believed, eventually drew the ire of a lesser Noble - sealing her fate. With her death Jiv'undus was left without matron and likely on the hit list of a lesser Noble house. Rather then die alone Jiv'undus quickly offered his services to the surface raiding parties which formed around the slave quarter of Zar’Ahal.

Here he worked under lesser Noble males whom hoped the wealth gained from surface raiding would get them the favor of their own House matrons. For fifteen years Jiv'undus worked as a raider, daring the dangers of the Underrealm and the surface world, being given only scraps by the greedy male Nobles whom organized and funded the raids.

It was during one such raid where Jiv'undus once again felt the blade of betrayal. At this point somewhat famed for his ferocity and skill in battle Jiv'undus was in demand for surface raids, a young veteran whom could handle himself was rarely unwanted. Hired for the first time by a major Noble house, a sister family of one the council twelve Jiv'undus was promised considerable wealth. The raid was the most dangerous kind, a raid of an Elven village for surface Elf slaves, the most valuable but most difficult to obtain.

The raid went fairly smooth and Jiv'undus was looking forward to returning a wealthy man. Yet just before the hidden entrance to Underrealm the betrayal was sprung. The Noble male and his elite guards turned on the commoners they hired, hoping to cut them out of the payment. A blade dug into his back Jiv'undus shocked his kin when he wheeled on the elite guard and smashed his skull with his axe.

The battle that followed was brutal, leaving all involved dead save Jiv'undus. He clung to life, wheezing from a punctured lung, vision fading.

When he awoke next he was treated, hidden in the underbrush not far from the site of the battle. Jiv'undus knows not who healed him, but he knows he can never return to the Underrealm. A nobles blood on his hands, Jiv'undus flees into the great unknown of the surface world.