Oliver Balcross

Born into a Faunus family in Vale. Oliver was a happy child alongside is sister Alice. They lived a happy early life. As far as happy in vale gets. Oliver and Alice used to sit in their backyard a lot and wonder what it was like to be a cloud, or a bird. Near the time Oliver had turned 8 him and his sisters life were saved by a hunter from a Nevermore attack on the outskirts of Vale. He thanked the Hunter and he just smiled, giving Oliver a pat on his shoulder and told him that he’d make a good hunter. It was from that point on Oliver had decided that it didn't matter that he was a Faunus or not. He was GOING to be a Hunter.

After his education at Signal Oliver started to near the age to start attending one of the various combat academies (That wasn't Beacon.) Oliver parents had heard of Syne Academy and thought that it would be an excellent step on to the next level of Oliver’s career as a hunter. Sadly this academy was all the way out in Bellmuse. Beacon would have been an option if Oliver’s parents could afford sending him to Beacon. Which they couldn't. They wound up moving to Bellmuse using what little funds they had left. Once they arrived in the new wonderful kingdom and settled down in their new home. Oliver started to do small ‘jobs’ if you could call them that. For the nearby locals. Mowing lawns and the like, with the ambition that one day. I’ll make it to Syne! So with courage in his heart and ambition leading his stride. Oliver had worked for weeks alongside the new jobs his parents had attained soon after they arrived. They’d all raised up enough money (and then some) to send Oliver off to Syne Academy.

“Oi. Oliver. You comin'?” Shouted Alice from around the corner of the hallway. “Yeah! Gimmie a Sec sis!” Shouted Oliver. It was the day that Oliver left to take the entry exam at Syne. He sat on the bed attempting to stuff his clawed feet into his boots. His sister pulled open the door and peered around the corner. “Need some help?” She tilted her head at Oliver’s struggle. “Nah it’s fine.” Replied Oliver as he stood up. “See? Got it.” He replied, strolling out the door, patting his sister on the head as he walked past. He stood by the coat rack wrapping his scarf around his neck. “Is the scarf really necessary Ol?” Asked his mother handing him his coat. “Yeah. It’s a cool fashion statement okay!?” Oliver huffed, putting his jacket on turning to walk out the door. “See you at the end of the exam okay mom?” Oliver hollered, putting a hand up into the air to wave slightly. “Take care dear!” His mother shouted at him as he closed the door. Oliver taking off down the driveway as ‘Say hey to dad for me when he get’s home!’ could be faintly heard in the distance.