Growing up on the streets of Kostroma, derided, destitute, and discarded, Daggett learned the hard way what it takes to survive. Finding work where he could, stealing when he couldn't, and getting in frequent melees, Daggett learned to rely on himself for most everything. Picking up skills to help earn coin, and other skills to protect it, Daggett eventually scraped together enough to leave the city and try his hand at adventuring.

Daggett stands near exact 4' tall, with long, braided dark black hair coming to a widow's peak in front, and full beard he keeps well oiled. Daggett is generally seen in loose fitting clothing, nothing fancy or that would impede movement. Daggett would appear to most as a pauper, with little more than his pack and a few misc. pouches by way of carried equipment. He moves with a grace atypical of his kind, and while he doesn't speak often, when he does it is usually to impart some wisdom (or curse).