Being from a boorer family, Dasios always dreamed of travel and adventure. There was never an opportunity, what with him needed at home. Having 4 sisters to take care of was just halk of the burden, his family had a bad reputation with the local guard; they didnt understand the pain of hunger. But that never killed his urge for travel.
Soon, a tragedy fell apon Dasios and his family. His two youngest sisters, Larina and Syladra, died suddenly. Dasios couldn't take it and ran away. He joined a group of pioneers, trying to forget that his family was torn apart. They gave him his own horse and they traveled through the wilds.
One day, while walking through the jungles, he found a baby tiger. It ran to him, mewing at him. "Ohh no, Im not your mama! She will be back any minute and maul me for touching you. SHoo shoo!" But that tiger persisted and followed Dasios out of the jungle. He just sighed. "Sheesh! You dont give up do you?" And with that, Sheesh has been apart of his life.
Dasios could never satisfy his wanderlust. He continuously traveled, through all the great cities and not so well known settlements, learning about their culture and lore. He could never quite find a place he wanted to stay, so he stayed mainly in the wildernesses out on the outskirts of the cities he visited. Though almost all looked on him kindly, he didn’t feel like he quite belonged in their cities and towns, villages and settlements. Each place had its charms, but each had its flaws, and he could not live in a place with flaws.
He wandered and wandered, with his trusty steed Armondo and his companion Zeesh, looking for a place to settle. Many times, Dasios had to stop Zeesh from eating Armondo, explaining to the glorious tiger that Armondo was needed for travel. ”If you eat him, you must carry his burden. You don’t want that, do you Zeesh?” Normally, with that, Zeesh would make the sound he was named for and curl into a ball to sleep.
One day, Dasios had an idea, which he had never thought of before. It was after visiting a rural town with a rather nasty rat infestation he thought, ”If I were to create my own town… There would be no flaws…” He ran his idea by Zeesh and he didn’t seem to mind it, so they traveled northward to Restov.
Almost as if Desna herself had divinely ordained it, he was summoned by a the Swordlords who heard he was in town. Dasios tied up his horse and he and Zeesh went to the castle. There he was given a charter to go and explore the Greenlands. ”Alright!” Dasios thought, ”I haven’t been there before. Sounds like a good place.” As he folded up the charter and placed it in his pocket, a grin spread across his face. ”What a perfect place to make a perfect city.
