Cassian grew up in Vel Anir under the strict rule of his father. His older brother, Remy, was easier on him than their father was, but he too made an outstanding soldier. He idealised his father and brother both. He did have had a sister, somewhere, though his father sent her away when she was only days old. She had been the cause of his gypsy mother’s early death, and their father didn’t know how to raise a girl, nor did he wish to try. A young Cassian had questioned his father about his young sister’s whereabouts only once, and he’d been beaten badly for it, and so he never asked again.

Cassian’s training was brutal, but he thrives in it, he had the ability and the bloodlust to fight and kill or die trying, and to do his father proud was something he once strived to do. He trained with the best and he learned fast, his skills quickly gaining him reputation. He met Alana, a gypsy woman when he was twenty, and he gave his heart to her too quickly.

Watching many of his comrades, as well as his older brother, die in an Orc battle derailed him. His father never shed a tear and nor would he. Unable to deal with his downward spiral, Alana left him for another, and he found other ways of dealing with his losses and turned to taverns and brothels. After beating the shit out of their Sergeant and his father who called him out on his drunkenness he was dismissed from the guard, and warned to leave the city. The disappointment in his father's features forever burned into his mind, he left, disowned and outcast, with nothing but his weapons and his bad temper.

Cassian travelled from town to town, finding all the whores, taverns and fights that he could. Without a mother and from growing up in an army base, he'd never learned to respect a woman, he didn't understand them and had no interest in their company for anything more than bedding him and pouring him ale. The only female in his life came to him in the form of a ginger kitten, who he'd accidentally trampled on, breaking it's tail in an Alirian alley way. It'd been the first time he'd ever experienced the feeling of guilt, and the bear of a man had picked the feline up and helped her heal. She would now usually be found in Cassian's hood or pocket, and gods help any who tried to fuck with her.