He was born in a country similar to feudal era France or Spain. He was raised by a well off house that was deeply invested in the countries military and treated as the prodigal son as he had very unique complexion and color possibly due to his mother being a northerner due to a arranged marriage for an alliance. He was taught horsemanship, swordplay, archery, and tactics from birth by his uncles who were all military officials in the kingdom. His younger years were a time of peace and prosperity for the kingdom which meant alot of things. The first of these is the fact the fact that everyone was making money and they were all happy. The second of these was that someone wanted all of that for themselves.
Around the time he was 16 his 3rd cousin came to visit from his kindgom farther west. It was a long term visit for the season due to trade negotiations and an oncoming war to the east with 'Barbarians'. During these first few months the 2 bonded closely and Olivar finally started sitting in on meetings. One night that would change Olivar's life he was 'having a completely platonic conversation' with one of the ladies who was visiting the castle for the season. He heard screams coming from the council chambers and he started sprinting for them with his sword in hand. The first problem he encountered were the castle guard.. The men he had trained with for years, but he was the superior fighter and cut them down with grace. He then runs into the chambers to see his cousin sitting on the throne surrounded by the bodies of the royal family scattered around. After a long and violent fight between his cousins guards an his cousin he plunges his sword into the floor and leaves as he knew more soldiers would arrive soon.
He retreated to his families hunting lodge hidden in the mountains and took this time to reflect on himself. Slowly he grew bitter, cruel, scheming, and twisted, his sense of morals dissapeared and he finally decided to make a fresh start. Over the next 2 years he makes his way across the land to the sea and manages to gain passage on a ship to freeport. During these travels he met a man raving about a meeting with one of the Brathmordakin. She left him to his rambling and continued on
*Olivar takes in the city already scanning everything about it, who carried weapons, where guards were, where were shops, and which walls were oldest. He looks towards the man and smiles, it was the smile of a snake, it had more layers than an onion and more teeth than a shark.* "Why not all 3? all could be connected, one could go on a grand adventure in which they gain wealth which elevates their place in society." *He says this is a smooth tone, his light voice was like silk which almost no one should trust as the most likely person to slit your throat was the one who shook your hand and looked like the friendliest. Or well that's how it was for him.
(Note this is correct skin i just had to put the one down there because this wouldnt work
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