Daer'ys is just another street rat born between the cracks of the Cormyrian capital. He never knew his father and he has only vague memories of his mother, as she passed him on to friends and family often until she outright disappeared one day. Since then, he bounced around from temporary home to temporary home, never experiencing anything resembling a normal family life.
Having no emotional anchors in his life led the young boy to believe that he'd never have anyone to rely upon other than himself. This resulted in a high degree of emotional dysfunction; sociopathy and narcissism were the primary expressions of his continual detachment. Even so, he came to understand the value of community.
He stole food and necessities to survive and to earn his keep when he had a roof over his head. He performed what chores were required of him to stay out of trouble, but would never go the extra mile. Why bother? Any favor earned was ephemeral at most and was best served spent on things that kept him alive. Ingratiating himself to anyone, even as a young boy, seemed like a foolish pursuit.
Daer'ys fell into the company of a number of street gangs along the way, but as the royal guard was excellent at keeping the riffraff under control those associations never lasted for very long. When he was big enough, strong enough, and quick enough he worked to build a name for himself as a good kid to know if you needed a small crime committed.
Like most hoodlums, Daer'ys started fantasizing about catching that “one big score” that would make him both legend and