Ardelas was born in Minas Tirith into a poor family and whose mother died during childbirth. He had a pretty tough childhood living together with his father who after the death of his wife became slightly addicted to alcohol. He had no one except his big brother who took care of him.

The years passed and the two brothers worked at an inn where they saw adventurers come and go. Ardelas who most of the time served the customers sometimes sat down and listened to their tales, how they killed spiders thrice their own size. This got him excited. And his brother noticed this, who later talked to him and supported him in the decision to travel away from the white city

The day came and Ardelas took farewell of his brother and then left, as he did not care much for his father. He bought a piece of armor, a sword and a horse for the gold he earned from working in the inn. The road was long and he met many other adventurers as he went along. He had set out a destination to reach a small town called "Bree". During his journey he encountered many bandits who tried to steal his loot but to their disappointment he did not own anything except the horse.  But that did not stop them from trying to take it. He'd then get into a fight and barley make it out alive. But this was the life of an adventurer, wasn't it? Was this what he asked for and wanted? 

After a while he reached the Lone Lands. As he stopped at a water pool to allow his horse some water, he heard something from a pair of bushes not far away from him. He took a hold of his sword hilt, trying to spot whatever or whoever was spying on him. As he took a few steps closer he saw a pair of eyes staring right into his very soul. A warg jumped out of the bushes, standing only a meter infront of him. He knew that this was it.  This was the place he would fail and die. The warg made his move and jumped at Ardelas. He managed to draw his sword out as he was pinned to the ground. Just as the warg was about to take a bite of his handsome face he stabbed him in the front leg. The warg screamed out in pain. Ardelas knew this was his only chance, running towards the beast with his sword pointing towards its head. The warg raised his paw and slashed Ardelas face as he stabbed the Warg in the head. Ardelas fell unconscious to the ground.

As he woke up he peered around. Where was he? He noticed that he was lying on a bed in a room with several windows. He managed to get up and looked outside, there were people walking around outside being busy with their own lives. He turned around and saw a letter on the desk next to the bed. He read it

"Good morning there! I hope you are doing well even though you lost your eye, that'll be..  But nonetheless you're alive! I found you next to the road in the Lone Lands near that beast. I figure you killed it on your own? Where are you now, you might ask. You are in a town called Bree, If you haven't been there before. Oh, I also left a pouch of copper coins for you, lad. I figured you could use it. " 

 "Safe travles - K"

He reached for his eye but it was covered with an eyepatch. And then fainted again. 

Time passed and Ardelas had been out on a few journeys and had taken up the job of being a blacksmith. And this is what he is still doing while he is in Bree. Although he has not yet found out who this "K" person is.