Kolvar was born in a city that doomed him. Vel Anir is quite xenophobic and being a half-elf got him kicked to the curb at a young age. His father was and elf while his mother was human, but his father went missing two years after his birth while on a mission to Alliria. His mother raised him on her own in a crowded inn at the edge of the city. She was good friends with the owner of the inn, who helped her conceal the secret that her son was an elf. Kolvar often spent him time locked in their room at the inn and when he had to go out, he was required to wear a hat to cover his ears. His mother unexpected died when he was about ten years old in human years and the innkeeper was old and worn out. The innkeeper had given the place to his granddaughter who, as soon as Kolvar's mother passed of an unknown sickness, kicked the young elf out to rot on the streets.

Kolvar lived in the alleys, learned how to fend for himself, how to conceal his true identity, and how to beg for scraps. The experiences from the alleys were easily burned into his memory, making him the man he is now. Suddenly, he decided to risk his life in order to join the Vel Anir military. He knew he would be in comfort and after over a hundred years of living in the alleys, he wanted to try to obtain that comfort. With his knife he stole from a dead man lying in the streets, he pierced the tips of both his ears and learned to pin them to his hair in order to cover them with his hair. He stole some nicer clothes from a store at the edge of town and set off to the fortress to become a soldier for the people he hated most.