Born as a simple farmboy just south of Stonegate, Arkan was always into his mothers pies, always into mischief. His father and he were great hunters; they went as far as north of Stonegate just to bring what little food they could back to the farm. His father taught him the back roads, game trails, and every other thing he know about Kirganthis. When Arkan turned 18 he finally left home to live in Stonegate. His parents were proud of their son that day, seeing him walking over the hills to start his own life.

When Arkan reached the city, he met many people from places he had never heard. A few he had heard of before, Kisah and the city of elves. Parath Deep and the dangers within it. One day while walking around he met a warrior, whose strength was unbelievable, and his skills with the sword was beyond that. Arkan quickly became fond of swords and started to talk to the man regularly. Pretty soon he found himself grasping a sword in front of the man and decided that he wanted to become a warrior. The soon to be old man taught Arkan how to duel and take on many foes at once. Before Arkan knew it, he was becoming a master swordsman. One day while taking on a huge lion as a task for the old man, Arkan slipped and cut himself badly down his face. When the old man had died, Arkan felt grimly sick. He just wanted to kill himself and throw himself away, which would bring up a lonely future.