Harley Sawyer

His favorite color is gray. He explained that he loves it for its neutrality and the fact that it helps clear his thoughts. �
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🧸 Favorite toy as a child — Bron. �
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🐈 He had a cat as a child. That's why Yarnaby reminds him of a pet. �
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🥒 Hates sweet pickles. The employees even joked that one such cucumber could ruin his whole day. �
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🎩 Has a British accent, which could mean he was born in England or has British ancestry. He is a perfectionist and does not tolerate sloppiness. �
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😐 On the outside, he speaks calmly and politely, but loses his temper very quickly if something doesn't go according to his plan. �
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🧪 His greatest passion is science and experiments, everything else is secondary to him. �
Poppy Playtime Wiki +1His manner of speaking became so formal after years of practice. Colleagues considered him a difficult person because of his sharp temper and unwillingness to listen to others. �
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💡 He always put the result above the rules if he was convinced that it would bring him closer to the goal. �
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📖 He loves order, precision, and logic more than creativity or emotions. This is clearly evident even from his explanation of why he chose the color gray

Harley worked as an apothecary's assistant in London. One day, a professor of natural sciences visited the pharmacy. He noticed that the fourteen-year-old boy could identify medicinal plants without fail, read Latin treatises, and correct errors in medical records. Impressed by his abilities, the professor wrote a letter to his old acquaintance, Count Jaworski in Galicia:
"I have found a young man of extraordinary intelligence. He has no means of education, but with proper training he can become one of the greatest scholars in Europe."
Count Jaworski had long supported young talents and agreed to pay for Harley's education. Harley initially came to the Jaworski estate as a guest and future scholarship holder. It was there that he first met Sonya.
A few months later, after his knowledge was tested by home tutors, the Jaworskis officially paid for his university education. Therefore, he did not live permanently at the estate - he studied for most of the year, and came to the Jaworskis for vacations or when he had free time.

The highest nobility
Many would be shocked.
They could call it a "disgrace to the family."
Some would stop inviting Sonya to balls.
They would spread gossip behind your back.
🏰 Nobility
The older generation would mostly condemn the marriage.
Younger and more educated people might be more relaxed.
Some would break off friendly relations with the Jaworski family.
👩 Noblewomen
Some would feel sorry for Sonya, believing that she had "ruined her life."
Others would envy her courage.
Some would openly avoid her.
There would be those who would secretly support her.
👨‍🔬 Scientists
Most would judge Harley for his intelligence, not his background.
If he was a genius, he could be respected regardless of marriage.
👨‍🌾 Peasants
The reaction would depend on the area.
Some would be surprised.
Others might be afraid of the unusual.
If Sonya and Harley treated people well, they would gradually start to be respected.
⛪ Priests
If the marriage was concluded according to a church rite, it would be recognized as legal.
But individual priests may have been prejudiced against him due to the racial stereotypes of the time.
👨‍🍳 Servants
They would discuss marriage among themselves.
If Harley acted honestly and fairly, most people would eventually come to respect him.
The Jaworski family
Some relatives could completely turn their backs on Sonya.
Others would support her if they saw that Harley was decent, educated, and truly loved her.

The highest nobility
Many will look down on you because of your background.
Some will envy his intelligence.
They may pretend to be polite, but not consider you an equal.
If Harley becomes a famous scientist, the attitude will become more cautious.
🏰 Nobility
Some will respect his knowledge.
Some will think that he "forgot his place."
Young nobles may scoff.
Educated nobles may invite him to their libraries.
👩 Noblewomen
Some would be afraid to talk to him because of the gossip.
Others would admire his intelligence.
Some would find him mysterious.
Many would be surprised by his straightforwardness.
⚗️ Scientists
We would respect his abilities.
We would often argue with him.
Senior professors might have been jealous of his talent.
Some would like to work together.
🩺 Doctors
At first, they wouldn't trust it.
After his discoveries, they would start to respect him.
Conservative doctors might call it dangerous.
⛪ Priests
If Harley didn't criticize the church, they would be neutral.
If his experiments seemed strange, he could be suspected of engaging in activities that contradicted religious beliefs.
Pious priests could pray for him, not condemn him.
👨‍🌾 Peasants
Some would be afraid of him.
Others would ask for help as if from a doctor.
Because of his unusual appearance, legends could be made about him.
👨‍🔬 Students
They admired his memory.
They asked for help with their studies.
Some were jealous.
They called him a genius or a freak.
👨‍🍳 Servants
They would treat him politely if he respected them.
They would discuss him behind his back.
They were surprised by his habit of working at night.

Harley — 14 years old
You can't enter university without a sponsor.
You can't argue with a professor.
You can't correct a teacher during a lecture.
You cannot address nobles as equals.
You can't look nobles in the eye too boldly.
You can't sit at a table with nobles without an invitation.
You cannot visit closed noble libraries.
You cannot use anatomical theaters on your own.
Autopsies on human bodies are not permitted.
You can't treat people without a doctor's permission.
You can't open your own laboratory.
You can't wear a noble sword.
You can't challenge a nobleman to a duel.
You can't marry a noblewoman without the consent of her family.
You can't refuse to bow to an aristocrat.
You can't openly criticize the church.
You cannot conduct experiments that could be considered witchcraft.
You can't publicly ridicule superstitions.
You cannot travel freely without documents.
You cannot enter the royal palace without permission.
You can't pretend to be a doctor.
You can't wear expensive noble clothes.
You cannot refuse to follow the orders of your mentor.
You can't openly criticize the king.
Because of his skin color, he could be treated much harsher than other students.
Harley — 19 years old
Autopsies cannot be performed without official permission.
You can't conduct experiments on people without their consent.
You can't steal bodies for anatomy.
You can't publicly humiliate professors.
You can't pass off other people's discoveries as your own.
State or court scientific secrets may not be disclosed.
You cannot open a medical practice without permission (depending on the country).
You cannot treat members of the court without an official appointment.
You cannot manufacture poisons or explosives without risk of punishment.
You can't conduct dangerous alchemical experiments in the city.
You can't insult influential nobles.
Court etiquette cannot be ignored.
You cannot refuse the orders of your patron if he is financing your studies.
You cannot participate in banned scholarly societies.
You can't print books without

You can't live separately without a good reason.
You can't quarrel in public.
You cannot humiliate your husband or wife in public.
You cannot cheat on your husband or wife (this was strictly condemned).
One cannot refuse to fulfill marital duties without a good reason.
Divorce is not as easy as it is today; in most cases it was almost impossible.
A new marriage cannot be entered into unless the previous one has been officially terminated.
You can't spend large amounts of family money without the consent of the person who managed the property.
You can't hide large debts from your husband or wife.
You can't publicly disgrace your family's honor.
You can't give up raising children.
One cannot openly violate the religious duties of the family.
You can't leave the house for a long time without permission.
You cannot invite strangers to live in the estate without the family's consent.
Family or clan secrets may not be disclosed.
You cannot sell ancestral property without the necessary permits.
You can't hide important letters or documents from each other if they concern the family.
You cannot refuse to receive important guests if etiquette requires it.
The reputation of the family cannot be neglected.
One could not openly violate the laws or orders of the monarch, as this could put the entire family at risk.
Speaking specifically about Harley
Because of his character, it would be undesirable for him to:
to put science above family safety;
forget about your wife because of work;
conducting dangerous experiments at home without caution;
to make influential enemies with his harsh statements.
Speaking specifically about Sonya
It would be undesirable for her to:
openly intervene in politics in place of her husband;
to manage the estate contrary to agreements with the husband (if he was the head of the family);
to argue with one's husband in public, especially in front of guests or servants.

You can't live alone without your father's or husband's permission.
You can't choose your own husband if your family is against it.
You cannot refuse a marriage that was arranged by the family (in many families).
You can't study at most universities.
You cannot officially obtain a scientific degree.
You can't work as a court scientist.
You can't be a university professor.
You cannot be a member of most scientific academies.
You can't give lectures at universities.
Anatomical autopsies cannot be performed officially.
You can't treat people like a licensed doctor.
You cannot open your own medical practice.
You can't wear men's clothing in public places.
You can't travel long distances alone without an escort.
You can't spend the night in an inn alone.
You can't visit taverns without a good reason.
You can't attend duels.
You cannot participate in military service.
You cannot wear an officer's saber or sword as a sign of status.
You can't argue loudly with men in public.
You can't interrupt senior nobles.
One cannot sit in the presence of the monarch without permission.
You can't be the first to start a conversation with a king or queen.
You can't give up court etiquette.
You cannot attend a meeting of the State Council.
You cannot hold public office.
You can't vote (where it even existed).
Some titles cannot be inherited if they were passed down only to males.
You can't openly criticize the church.
You cannot publicly support heretical views.
One cannot conduct suspicious alchemical experiments without risking condemnation.
You can't go to men's clubs.
You cannot participate in political debates.
You can't smoke a pipe in most noble societies.
You can't get drunk at parties.
You can't raise your voice at your father.
You can't give up your family responsibilities.
It is not possible to sell ancestral lands without permission.
You cannot make large financial deals on your own.
You cannot sign international treaties on behalf of your family.
You can't duel.
You can't wear mourning in public without a reason.

At the age of 12, he could already read Latin fluently, although no one had formally taught him.
He always carries a small notebook with him. If a new idea comes to his mind in the middle of the night, he writes it down immediately.
He doesn't like social balls. If he's invited there, he quietly goes to the library half an hour later.
He can't stand it when people talk about science without understanding anything about it.
If he gets carried away by an experiment, he may forget to eat or sleep for almost a day.
He loves anatomy more than alchemy. He considers alchemy only a tool for true science.
His written notes are so small and precise that even other scholars have difficulty reading them.
He always wears leather gloves when working with reagents, but his fingers still often get stained with ink.
He hardly ever smiles. If he does laugh, it's very quietly and only at really witty things.
He doesn't like being touched without permission.
Can remember a page of a book after almost one careful reading.
Often answers questions with questions if he considers the interlocutor to be inattentive.
Don't be afraid to argue even with professors if you are sure you are right.
Loves silence. Works best at night when there are no distractions.
He rarely praises people. But if he says, "Not bad," that's the highest praise for him.
He doesn't wear expensive clothes, even when he can afford them. He says that ink and acid will ruin them just the same.
He never throws away unsuccessful drawings - he is convinced that they will come in handy someday.
He plays chess well, but he doesn't like the game because he thinks it's too slow.
He doesn't believe in magic, although most people call him an alchemist-magician.
If someone asks him, "Why?" he almost always replies, "Prove that it should be different."

Harley Sawyer is a tall nineteen-year-old boy (about 185 cm) with a lean but strong build. His dark skin contrasts sharply with the white collar of his shirt and the dark long coat of a scientist. Due to sleepless nights spent reading and doing experiments, his face looks a little haggard, and there are light dark circles under his eyes.
His hair is thick, black, curly, and a little unruly. He usually combs it carelessly back, but some strands still fall on his forehead. He doesn't care about fashion - the main thing is that his hair doesn't interfere with his work.
The face is narrow, with prominent cheekbones, a straight nose, and a sharp chin. It is rare to see a genuine smile on it. More often, its lips are pressed into a thin line or twisted into a barely noticeable sarcastic smile.
His eyes are dark brown, almost black. Their attentive and cold gaze seems to be constantly analyzing everything around him. When Harley is thinking about another scientific problem, he almost stops noticing the people around him.
He wears thin, round, metal-rimmed glasses on his nose—an expensive gift from one of his university professors—which make his vision seem even sharper.
He is dressed more modestly than the nobles: a dark woolen frock coat, a light shirt with a high collar, a vest with numerous inner pockets where he hides notes, pencils, and small tools. A leather bag with alchemical flasks hangs from his belt, and over his shoulder is a worn bag filled with books, manuscripts, and his own notes.
His hands are thin but strong, with long fingers. His fingertips are often stained with ink, traces of reagents, or small cuts from laboratory instruments. He often smells of alcohol, herbs, candle wax, and ink—the smell of a man who practically lives in his laboratory.
Even among aristocrats, Harley carries himself upright and confident. He does not bow his head unnecessarily, speaks clearly and calmly, and his reserved demeanor gives the impression of a man who trusts facts more than words. Many perceive him as cold and arrogant,

1783 - Harley is 14 years old. He is already showing exceptional talent for anatomy, alchemy, and the natural sciences. It is this year that Sonia proposes her deal: if he becomes a prominent scholar by her 21st birthday, she will ask her father to pay for his education.
After that, Sonya's father, convinced of Harley's abilities, sends him to study at one of the best universities in Europe (for example, in Vienna, Padua, or Leiden) or takes him under the care of a court scholar.
Years later, Harley returns as a young but highly skilled scientist. His knowledge gradually earns him respect, although he still has to constantly prove his worth because of his skin color.

The autumn rain tapped softly on the high windows of the library. Shelves with ancient books in Latin, Polish and Russian stood along the walls. At a large oak table sat fourteen-year-old Sonya Jaworska, attentively leafing through a treatise on anatomy.
Suddenly there was a noise outside the window. In the courtyard, two servants were arguing with a dark-skinned boy about her age. His shabby clothes were stained with soot, and under his arm he was clutching an old notebook with his own notes. Despite his fatigue, his eyes burned with stubbornness.
"They already told you: you can't come here."
"I didn't come to beg for alms," the boy replied coldly. "I want to talk to Mr. Jaworski. If he refuses in person, then I'll leave."
"And what do you want?"
— To study.
Sonya silently watched from the window. There was no fear in the stranger's voice. Only confidence.
A few minutes later she was standing in the yard.
— What is your name?
The guy looked at her attentively.
— Harley Sawyer.
— They say you want to study.
— I don't "want". I need it.
He handed her a notebook. Inside were dozens of pages of drawings of the human heart, bones, muscles, and his own notes on the treatment of wounds and illnesses. For a fourteen-year-old boy, the notes were incredibly detailed.
Sonya was silent for a few minutes. Then she closed her notebook.
— Did you write this?
— Yes.
— Without a teacher?
— Books have taught me more than people.
For a moment she smiled.
— I'll talk to my father.
Harley immediately shook his head.
— I will not accept charity.
— That wouldn't be charity.
She took a step closer.
— Let's make a deal.
— I'm listening.
"I'll ask your father to pay for your education. But only on one condition."
Harley crossed his arms.
— Which one?
"By my twenty-first birthday, you should be one of the best scholars in the kingdom."
Harley was silent for a few seconds, then smiled briefly.
— A modest request.
— If you can't, you will return to our family double the amount spent on your education.
He didn't think for a second.
— Agreed.
Sonya held out her hand. Harley shook it firmly.