I'm not quite up for a nation right now, but I think I can work with an individual.

[b]Name:[/b] Louis LaGrunge (real name Pierre LaGrange, but very few people know this and fewer who know his name know that he is alive)

[b]Appearance:[/b] Wears the gaudiest stuff he can get a hold of regardless who it was meant for. Suits, dresses, curtains, it doesn't matter. He tends to favor bushy black wigs and pays well for them.

[b]Back story:[/b] Born near Saginaw in 2042 to the local two time mistress of a traveling Aventurier, Pierre's mother took to French culture like a child takes to a new toy. She tried to teach herself French, and her bastardized version of it made her into a barely passable translator for the local government. Her grammar was hacked, her speech riddled with English, and she had no real concept of gendered words, but education had been shattered after the end of the world and the last pre-war educated were already thinning out. She tried to pass it on to her son, but he only learned enough phrases to curse or mutter on purpose in order to sound like a native speaker breaking into his first language.

Pierre had no father figure as a child, as he never met his real father and his mothers obsession with her baby daddy drove away any would be suitors. He learned how to read at an F5 caravan that traveled a circuit across Michigan, staying in one place for a month before moving on. There was little to read, however, and oftentimes he found himself practicing by reading instruction booklets or long outdated textbooks. His knowledge was fractured and random, but he became more educated than most people around him. When he managed to pick up a real book - a biography on Louis XIV of France that his mother found and held onto like a bible. The lonely boy from Saginaw found a father figure in the Sun King.

With his mothers death from an influenza outbreak when he was fourteen, he fled Saginaw and joined a trade caravan heading to Denver. This became his life. He learned how to barter, fight, travel the wilds, and scavenge. Louis LaGrunge, as he called himself, grew up to be amongst the celebrated Merchants of the west, traveling as far as the Pacific ocean and returning with goods to sell in the region of the lakes. He has scavenged cancerous Chicago, visited the Empire of Texas, and sold scrap in Quebec. 

LaGrunge travels with few companions nowadays, though he has a habit of taking elderly lovers with him on his adventures. Having returned from New Mexico, he has crossed the border into Illinois and is readying to travel to his home land along the lakes.