Born in the polluted city of Nar Shaddaa. Son of the local droid mechanic Dhen Duskrunner and his wife Zhera, working with her husband. He and his parents never knew that he was in fact a Force Sensitive. But he could always feel something, something greater surrounding him, penetrating him. Though he never mentioned it. Growing up Xheran learned of the hardships of honest living in Nar Shaddaa and the cruelty of the world around him. He was a troublemaker in his early childhood until a tragic day of his 13th year of life. His father had, like most people, slowly succumbed to the ever present temptation of gambling. In a matter of weeks the honorable man had become the average desperate, jittery gambler of Little Coruscant, drenched in debts. Both his parents were worried about how they would go about repaying what they owed the Hutts. Soon the Hutts threatened the family with sending people to force the money out of them. Zhena sent her son away, out on the streets. Even there he would be safer than in their home. Xheran, young and heartbroken became a child of the streets. What happened to his parents after that day he did not know, his former home was pitch black ever since.

After 3 years on the streets 16 years old Xheran found a weird device at the local mechanics store. The owner told him it was some broken holocomm device of sorts. The boy felt it had a greater significance than the shop keep knew and therefore bought it for the money he had earned from his work at the very same shop. After a few weeks of tireless work on the ancient piece of technology it finally worked. The image of an old man, dressed in robes appeared. He spoke about "Jedi" the Force and it's uses. As the hologram spoke Xheran learned that this was a holocron, an ancient artifact of the jedi. He had never heard about the jedi before, due to his isolated life with his parents. What surprised him the most was that this "force" the man spoke of was very similar to the thing he felt surrounding him. He learned the basics of controlling this "force" through the holocron. And it took him a few years.

2 years later, at the age of 18 he had finally mastered all the teachings of the holocron. It was not much, but good work considering that he had started out with knowing nothing. Yet he felt he was far from even started on this new journey. He needed guidance in the arts of the force. Visiting a local merchant his eyes had fallen upon a robe. It was gray and looked exactly as the one his hologram mentor had worn. The merchant would only say it was a fine piece of clothing he had been fortunate enough to lay his hands on. The young man left his old self on this spot, these robes would mark that he was no longer a street rat, he would make something of himself. Quitting his job at the store he used his last credits to get on a transport ship to Mos Eisley, hoping to find more answers there.