Aleksey was born to a middle-class Heartlander family in the city of Providence, in a typical home within the city. The militarist family had served the Orenian Empire since the Rubern War, with each male of the family practically being forced to enlist in the Empire's armed force. Aleksey, having loved the area since he was born, has had no problem with the idea of serving has since been infatuated with his countries Military. His militaristic love and nationalistic nature only expanded due to the frequent out of city visits to relatives, accompanied by his father; these trips only served enforced his passion for the city, with on many occasions the duo being harassed by road bandits, occasionally managing to escape them, and sometimes having to forfeit their on-hand money. Though his father would occasionally manage to defend the duo with his own swordsmanship, he learns in his time in the Oren Army, though in his father's old age, the defenses often failed, leading to Aleksey frequently having to treat his wounded father. When Aleksey turned 15, these trips stopped as his father's health worsened due to major wounds he sustained when he served as an infantryman in the Sutican War, this left Aleksey and his mother often spending most of their days tending to his father, trading off watches over him.
Alekseys family, like most Orenians, where followers of the Ruskan Orthodox branch of Canonism, even today Aleksey is still a strong Ruskan-Canonist, and attempts to worship at least once ever week.
When Aleksey was 17, his father died weeks later, leading his mother and him to plummet; Aleksey economically and his mother mentally, with her practically losing her mind due to grief and their financial downturn, leading Aleksey to eventually leave his mother at the age of 18, not being able to deal with his mother anymore, going on a two-year journey around Oren, Norland, and Haense, traveling as a Nomad throughout his travel.
Though Aleksey intended to go back to Oren and Enlist when 20, however, he was given a job to act as a bodyguard for a Baron who had gotten into a spot of trouble, said trouble being his refusal to pay taxes. Driving him to need a bodyguard who had a decent level of skill. In this year, Aleksey protected the man from a bevy of assassination attempts on the rebellious Baron. Though he intended to remain in the employment of the Baron, he was eventually offered a large sum of money by an Orenian Imperial Envoy to kill the rouge Baron, which he did, killing the man in his sleep, believing it was for the betterment of Oren, though afterward, he was never given the money he was promised due to an unknown mix up.
Now Aleksey travels back to Providence, looking to make his deceased father proud finally, even after his passing. He intends to do this by enlisting in the ISA and finally live out his life in the city he was born in.
He'd take a spet back as the man sprung up in front of him, almost tripping over himself as he did, before regaining his footing and grabbing his sling that is sword was hanging over on his back, looking up to the man, making eye contact afterward, confused why a very well dressed nice looking man had suddenly approached him, he'd speak up, stuttering threw his first words to the man as he spoke in a more resonant voice, "Oh- no, no, I'm just here to get back home sir." He'd say, a light mirth chuckle following his sentence, before rubbing the back of his head as he looked to the floor, breaking eye contact with the man, "Well, it been a while- I must say, don't expect anyone is waitin' back home." He'd say, another breathless chuckle following his sentence. He'd look back up to the man, bridging eye contact once again, returning his arm to his side, before extending it to the dapper-looking man, offering a handshake to him, "Aleksey Aryskiy, a pleasure to meet you, sir."
After shaking the gentlemen's hand, he returned it to his side before scooting past him, "I really must be off! Enlisters may not be that patent," He said, with a half-hearted laugh to the man as he went walking away, waving goodbye to the man as he turned around, walking away into the crowd with hopeful glee, excited to fulfill his dream back in Providence, smiling to himself as he was joyfully hopefully.

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