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Olivier Groot (pr. O-lee-veer Groot)
It was understood, from the very moment he was born, that Olivier would turn out to be an exceptional savant—educated in only the finest of institutions, surrounded by power and elegance. Hailing from a family of politicians based in the Netherlands, greatness was expected of him. The path to his future was already carved out before he could so much as learn to stand on his own two feet. The rest of his life would feature articles on the newspaper, affected laughter, champagne, and deals made in utmost secrecy.

And then there was his father, a traveling English merchant, who lived a life completely opposite theirs.

Estranged from his own son and ostracized by his in-laws, the man was hardly ever present, but his numbered visits were always memorable. He would bring home a wealth of little trinkets, wares, and maps retrieved from places far away and exotic. They seemed to possess a magical quality unique to each of them. And when his father would speak of his adventures, Olivier would find himself transfixed, dreaming of a world beyond his wildest imaginations. It was then that he knew, with a passion stronger than anything he had ever felt, what he wanted to be when he grew older.

But time moves forward, and with it dreams fade away. His father's visits became sparse, until he was nothing more than a faint memory. The only proof of his existence were the gifts he had bequeathed to Olivier—gifts that had been stowed away in an attic, where they gathered dust over the years. The dream was forgotten, tucked away into a corner of his mind, as he continued his academic pursuits.

Life continued on as usual.

And then, one day, misfortune struck.

Olivier was eighteen years of age when his uncle was arrested on charges of extortion. Overnight, the Groot family went from riches to rags. They fell from the social ladder. The very foundations upon which their life was built, destroyed beyond repair. Shameful and unable to bear the many losses they had incurred, Olivier's mother ended her own life.

It was Olivier himself who found her lifeless body hanging in her room.

Stricken with grief and horror, and with the knowledge that there was nothing left for him in his homeland, Olivier decided to seek out a new life. With nothing but the clothes on his back, a few creased banknotes in his pocket, and a heavy heart torn with sorrow, he embarked on a spontaneous journey with only one particular destination in mind:

Everywhere.

Main Base: Land
Role: Citizen
Age: 22
Appearance: Olivier is easily described as a tall, handsome young fellow. He has a sharp jawline, deep-set eyes, and a lower lip that juts out ever so slightly. For a man without a real home to speak of, he is well-dressed from topper to brass-heeled boots, and walks with an air of refinement—enough that one might easily mistake him for a wealthy and influential gentleman.
olivier groot.
(pr. o-lee-veer groot)

It was understood, from the very moment he was born, that Olivier would turn out to be an exceptional savant—educated in only the finest of institutions, surrounded by power and elegance. Hailing from a family of politicians based in the Netherlands, greatness was expected of him. The path to his future was already carved out before he could so much as learn to stand on his own two feet. The rest of his life would feature articles on the newspaper, affected laughter, champagne, and deals made in utmost secrecy.

And then there was his father, a traveling English merchant, who lived a life completely opposite theirs.

Estranged from his own son and ostracized by his in-laws, the man was hardly ever present, but his numbered visits were always memorable. He would bring home a wealth of little trinkets, wares, and maps retrieved from places far away and exotic. They seemed to possess a magical quality unique to each of them. And when his father would speak of his adventures, Olivier would find himself transfixed, dreaming of a world beyond his wildest imaginations. It was then that he knew, with a passion stronger than anything he had ever felt, what he wanted to be when he grew older.

But time moves forward, and with it dreams fade away. His father's visits became sparse, until he was nothing more than a faint memory. The only proof of his existence were the gifts he had bequeathed to Olivier—gifts that had been stowed away in an attic, where they gathered dust over the years. The dream was forgotten, tucked away into a corner of his mind, as he continued his academic pursuits.

Life continued on as usual.

And then, one day, misfortune struck.

Olivier was eighteen years of age when his uncle was arrested on the charge of extortion. Overnight, the Groot family went from riches to rags. They fell from the social ladder. The very foundations upon which their life was built, destroyed beyond repair. Shameful and unable to bear the many losses they had incurred, Olivier's mother ended her own life.

It was Olivier himself who found her lifeless body hanging in her room.

Stricken with grief and horror, and with the knowledge that there was nothing left for him in his homeland, Olivier decided to seek out a new life. With nothing but the clothes on his back, a few creased banknotes in his pocket, and a heavy heart torn with sorrow, he embarked on a spontaneous journey with only one particular destination in mind:

Everywhere.


Main Base: Land
Role: Citizen
Age: 22
Appearance: Olivier is easily described as a tall, handsome young fellow. He has a sharp jawline, deep-set eyes, and a lower lip that juts out ever so slightly. For a man without a real home to speak of, he is well-dressed from topper to brass-heeled boots, and walks with an air of refinement—enough that one might easily mistake him for a wealthy and influential gentleman.
 
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