Tagg

Orphaned very early in his life, he bounced around orphanage to orphanage, from boys home to boys home. Never being claimed nor having any type of paper trail he was never named and was proclaimed a Tagless. At the age of 5 he eventually made friends/brothers and decided he could definitely provide a better living situation instead of wasting around hoping to get adopted or eventually running off or joining the military to wind up as their cannon fodder. Tagg begin to gather these boys who wanted a different life and take them in, giving them a home , a family. Many years later Tagg and the many “lost boys”, making a living of off pick pocketing and stealing, were eventually caught by a local Commander.
The Commander knowing who Tagg was and what he was doing decided to try and offer guidance to the young man. Teaching him a few basic close combat maneuvers. Tagg found that he had a knack for hand to hand combat his natural physique was lean enough to be quick but sturdy enough to endure the heaviest of blows. He began to perfect his technique. He would practice on anything and fortunately he found a box yard full of abandoned shipping crates and wooden boxes. Tagg would spend hours punching these hard wooden boxes to the point it would bruise and break and tear his hands down. And he’d get up and do it again. The Boys had taken to teasing Tagg during this period calling his activity “Boxing”