Name: Arlen Anderson
Appearance: 5'9, dark blonde hair. Blue eyes
Race/Nationality: Caucasian / British
Personality: Aspirational, Adventurous, Friendly, Dreamer, Interested in Travel
Educational: Degree in Business and Media, and an A Level in Economics
Sexuality: Straight
Misc Facts: Ten years younger than all his other siblings. Youngest son in the family by a long shot.
Background: Arlen was ten years younger than his siblings, by the time Arlen was ten, all of his other brothers were all ready diving into his father's business. Arlen's father was a very successful businessman in London, owning a prestigious accounting firm, and was a millionaire. However, Arlen grew up mostly on his own. Throughout his childhood, Arlen's parents were too busy worrying about his brother's education and their business to spend any time with him, so the only person Arlen really knew was his tutor. Arlen spent a lot of time staring out the window of his country home, wishing he could just be outside exploring, rather than being stuck inside with his tutor doing Maths. Arlen was a born explorer. Before long he was studying maps and researching other countries. Sometimes Arlen would sneak out of his house and just wander about the endless hills and forests and see where he would end up, and he made many friends in the villages and towns in where he lived.
Eventually, Arlen would have to leave his tutor and attend a private secondary school. While at school, Arlen found an interest in business. Arlen loved the idea of starting from the bottom to the top and creating an empire all from your own personal skill, it was at this moment that Arlen decided that this was the sort of thing he wanted to do when he was older.
After finishing his degree in business and media at university, Arlen's father decided that it was time he came into the family business. "Its your time to contribute towards the family's business" his father announced one evening. This shocked Arlen, his whole life he had no interruptions and could do whatever he pleased, but now he was expected to spend his life doing something he did not want to do. Arlen wanted to travel the world!! Not spend his life in a boring accounting firm. "All of your brothers are doing it, and they're doing very well Arlen. I will NOT allow you to ruin our family's business that has been going on for 150 years! You will come with me to the office Monday morning whether you like it or not!" his father shouted back, before storming out of the room.
All of his life Arlen had dreamed of exploring the world and making his own life for himself, and this was not what he had dreamt about. Arlen was not going to waste his life doing boring accounting. In this spout of rebellion, Arlen booked the cheapest flight he could. He did not have any money, so he used his father's credit card to pay for the flight. The flight was to an small American seaside town called Roseport. At night the next day, Arlen would pack some clothes and some food into a small bag and dissapear into the night - never to be seen by his family again. Arlen was going to make his own way in life, and he was going to make it big.