Wolfhart is a bastard, a man born out of another's shame, and though his existence is a poor mark on his father's life, the man did not begrudge Wolfhart because of it. Truth be told he loved the boy, and kept him as long as he could in his house as a stableboy before his wife noticed the strong resemblance, and the mannerisms of her husband reflected in the boy. She was gracious enough to not have him smothered and thrown in a stream, instead only demanding the boy leave the estate at once, and that she never see or hear of him again. This was done out of anger and fear, as the boy was shaping up to be a stronger, wiser boy then any trueborn son of the lord, and she blamed her husband for doting on this... '''mistake''' rather then focusing on his true sons. And so it was at the ripe age of 13 was Wolfhart cast out of his house, granted only a sword his father held dear, and the clothes on his back. The man granted him one last gift, a letter bearing his seal, and sent the boy north, far north. It took him 6 months to make the journey on foot, and by the end of it he was an entirely different boy then when he left, hardened by the life on the trail. He arrived at a castle, black against the white snow, a flag flying above it with a Golden Griffin boldly standing by it. The boy approached the foreboding castle, and before the guard at the gate could throw the boy from the rampant, another begger to be cast aside, he procured the letter his father had given him, the only thing aside from the sword he held dear...

And so it was that Ignatius began his time as a page in the Order of the Golden Griffin, and after 13 long, hard years, he somehow found himself in charge of the Order at the age of 26, the man who he had come to see as a second father haven fallen in the line of duty in a cold, bleak field. He swore a blood oath to uphold the ideals of the true order, to honor the memory of the man who gave him a home, saved his life, and taught him how to live after being cast out of the only place he felt like he belonged. He would see the north returned to greatness, the hillmen cast out and kept to their caves, and as much as he could, the empire restored to its true greatness.