Though Bo Broadbent wasn't born to much, he could count himself lucky that he was born at all. His mother was taken from him by the complications of childbirth and he nearly followed her, but under the care of his father's care he was able to recover and grow up to be a healthy boy.

Broadbent spent most of his life homeless, sleeping in tents or on the back of a cart most nights. He and his father went from village to village and town to town, performing tricks and feats to entertain the locals and get enough coin to eat that night. By the time he was a young man, Bo had become skilled in the arts of sword-swallowing, juggling, and handstands. He even learned how to perform a few different forms of divination, though he never considered them reliable ways to tell the future or to make a living.

Where Bo really excelled was in archery. He just had a natural knack for it, and it didn't take him long to turn that skill into a hobby and then into his livelihood. People would gather to watch him shoot an apple on his father's head without injuring the man, or to witness him shoot arrows that were lit on fire. He has even been able to, on occasion, string and fire an arrow with his bare feet while standing on his hands.

He and his father were never particularly famous, but they made ends meet.

When his father became ill and died while they were traveling through the Shire, Bo was devastated. He wandered aimlessly for months before he finally found his way back to Bree, his hometown. In an effort to put his life back together, and to cope with that loss, he has taken up residence in the city. He doesn't know how he'll make ends meet -the idea of performing without his father being too painful to consider yet- but he's always managed to make it work before, so he's confidence he'll figure something out.