Ivar did not realise he was ‘that’ different. Sure he always looked different, as an outcast from a forgotten and now destroyed planet called Nam Chorios, but these differences were no more than physical corks to him. His home world has been destroyed during the last Sith war, as many others in the galaxy. To his knowledge, there are only a few thousands survivors from Nam Chorios, scattered across the galaxy. Little memories does he have from his home planet. Ivar was still very young by the time the Republic fleet took him and his family on a large cargo ship, out to the system of Dantooine.
Ivar’s father, Akorio Stonebender is a retired Republic engineer. Akorio's father before him was chef engineer for the Republic army. Stonebenders have been skilled engineers for 3 generations, it was obvious Ivar would follow the same path himself. His 2 years younger brother Sherus grew up to become one of the finest engineers of the galaxy, over passing Ivar’s skills at programming and building AI systems. Despite Sherus struggles in his early youth due to physical disabilities - he has slight balance issues - he eventually managed to complete successfully his engineer degree at the most prestigious engineering school on Dantooine.
Ivar, on the other side, have always had it easy. He has no physical disabilities what so ever. As a smart kid, he passed school years effortlessly. His teachers always considered him as a brilliant but lazy student. One repeated comment from his teachers on his scholarship folder was : « Ivar has good understanding of my lessons, he can achieve great things, if only he could put his mind to it » or such. This cycle went on and on until Ivar reached his teen age, about 16 of the galactic standard years. Akorio then decided to send Ivar to a military boarding school in the remote arctic system of Hott. But that’s a story to be told later in this holocron.
Ivar’s earliest memories are just flashes, as for most people. Images of tender moment of true love and attentions from his parents. The image of chocolate smeared face of Sherus playing with building blocks, the appetising smell of Sleka's cuisine, the sound Arokio's heavy footsteps around the house, the view from the garden of their apartment upon the capital city of Nam Chorios.
His mother Selka meant the world to him, during the 7 first years of his tormented life. She protected him and covered him with all her affection. Ivar has a precious holocron filled with pictures of his first 2 years of existence, before Selka gave birth to Sherus. Pictures of Akorio holding him in his strong harms, his eyes glowing with a deep aura of love he will never witness again in the eyes of anybody else, or at least for a very long time. Selka took this series of holographs in their modest apartment, on a sunny summer evening. The twin suns of the system gently bathing the room with a peaceful light reflecting on their dark skin. Ivar can feel a ball of healing light warming his heart, while the hologram is beaming through the crystal. Even to this day.