From the moment of his conception, Azzadar was not an ordinary child..... not even for a Noble's son. While he was put forth upon being born, as simply having been a throwback to a prior generation of the family..... Behind closed doors, the truth of the matter, was that lord Alphonse Du Lyon, was Sterile, and incapable of having a son. He was conceived, during part of a black magic ritual, during which his Witch mother, Lady Elvira Du Lyon, sacrificed one of her handmaids, to summon an Incubus, before sacrificing another to them, as tribute, and as food. She then laid with him, conceiving her half-blood Noble Bastard.
Growing up, Azzadar, may not have been the most wise or swiftest of children, but he was strong, charming, and tough, with enough Intelligence to absorb knowledge readily. He learned swiftly of the occult, and of Religions, learning of Genealogy, and High Society. He strangely, had an affinity and affection for combat, and armaments. Noticing this Elvira had Alphonse set him up with a martial instructor, who began teaching the boy from a young age, in the art of combat. As he grew older, while his mother had hoped that he would prove as evil as both of his parents..... That was not what happened.
Growing up, Azzadar enjoyed the good life, he enjoyed wine, he enjoyed good food, he enjoyed the fashion and pageantry of the Nobility, he enjoyed wenches, and alchemical drugs, but..... he came to the conclusion, his parents did not expect. He understood, he could have these things, he could live how he wanted, without the need to harm a single soul. He joined the royal army. He trained and fought in a number of wars, serving dutifully, before leaving to begin a career as a Highwayman, Adventurer, and Gentleman Bandit.
He gained quite a reputation, as the years went by, for while he did rob the rich and other members of the gentry. He had the strangest tendency to be free with the coin, putting it in the hands of the poor, and those in need.