Username; Lyrebird
Name;
RyanPersonality; Even from a young age, he paraded around with head high and chest puffed out like he was royalty, he was called 'little prince', and to this day the name fits. Though, he's become a little... unstable, with a dark sense of humor, he's loyal and incredibly ambitious. He'll do anything within his power to get what he wants, even goading others into helping him if he needs it. Even so, he's quick to make friends, and does his best to make those around him laugh.
History; He was born to a rather well-off family, with a wonderful childhood and people that loved him. Around his teenage years, his father took to drinking as the economy faltered, tensions were high in the family, but his mother did what she could to keep spirits up. Eventually his father stopped coming back, his brothers left out to enroll in the army, and he was left at home with a sickly mother and a sister who had a different partner every time she came home, which wasn't very often. His mother passed away, his sister vanished, and he lost their property, being forced into the streets. He fell into a bought of depression, moping around and merely waiting to be taken off to jail, or worse. But he had a dream while in this state, one that lifted his spirits and pushed him to
keep moving forward, even if that meant stealing food and sleeping in unstable buildings. He made friends quickly on the streets, forming a group, a pack of sorts, and he'd never felt more at home than with them. But the time came for him to leave the city all together in search of something else. He became a vagabond, a wanderer, and still holds that title.