Velroy Grew up in a slum within the Neutral Zone. Born to a local whore and raised within the brothel she worked in alongside several other children. He spent his time in the sprawling back alleys of the city, making up games with his friends and being a nuisance to adults as well as the corrupt law enforcement.
As he grew up, he became more troubled and more violent as time passed on. He took up with one of the local gangs with several childhood friends and killed his first man when he was sixteen in a shakedown gone wrong. After that he took up drugs and alcohol, only ever cleaning up around his mother, who he loved, the brothel owner, who he respected for letting him stay within his establishment, and eventually his baby sister: born after two more stillborn brothers.
With the local enforcers thoroughly corrupt, and crime at an all-time high, he learned quickly that success was usually attained through intimidation and violence and eventually caught the attention of a recruiter for a pirate vessel on leave.
With a farewell and lies about being hired onto the crew of a merchant vessel on his lips, Velroy, now in his early twenties, became a pirate, and for several years, prowled the hyperspace lanes before disbanding along with most of the crew when his captain was killed. Now jobless and stuck planetside with several crewmates, Velroy took up freelance mercenary work. Using his learned skills in close quarters combat and his old equipment, he and his compatriots served in many small conflicts over the course of a decade, and some larger ones. Until he and his surviving team were offered entry-level positions within the steel knights from an acquaintance, an old professional Mercenary company based within the core worlds of valor. There he performed numerous jobs, anything from working enforcement in a protection racket to protecting local assets from rival companies and petty gangs, in other words, days of boredom interspersed with bouts of extreme violence.
After a decade of this, Velroy had largely kicked his more destructive drug habits, and had calmed, he was now nearing his early forties. He had seen more than enough violence that very little shocked him anymore. But through it all, he still sent a good portion of his paycheck to his unknowing family, allowing his sister to go to college and his mother to retire from the life of a whore comfortably. The life he had lived up until then had been exciting and while Velroy had become less destructive and calmer with the years, he still longed once more for a life on the move, harking back to his days as a pirate.