Ingneus mortus

Oliver has spent most of his life tucked away in a modest home within the town of Brandybrook. He grew up with his two loving parents, Matilde and Ulrur, along with his four older brothers. As the youngest, the world was his oyster. He always got away with much more than he should have, and was given everything he had asked for from toys to music lessons. As his brothers aged they began to help Ulrur in the fields, eventually taking wives and moving out of their small hovel. Oliver grew older and older and managed to dodge doing the family business by saying things such as, "what will a field be while im rolling in gold from my music?". He spent day and night practicing and practicing, showing up religiously to everyone of the drinking nights where he frequently overindulged (he was really not that good but that was ok if it got him out of work). He eventually became known as the drunk of brandybrook as he could always be found in a tavern or ditch. Before long, his parents had seen that he wasnt going anywhere with his career and to his great suprise, kicked him out of the house. This destroyed Oliver but he never faltered in his laziness. This being paired with traffic from Aegrothond decreasing ever since the tragedies of the Great Arcas Pumpkin Raid led him into despair. Homeless and unable to make money, he set out for greener pastures in the town of Haense, where he hopes to make his new fortune.