Oleg Leveton
- Speed
- 30 ft
Base attributes
- Charisma
- 12
- Constitution
- 16
- Dexterity
- 14
- Intelligence
- 10
- Strength
- 10
- Wisdom
- 10
FactionNeutrals
Class levels
Starting equipment
- "In the name of the Stag Lord, the — haha! -'lawful' authority in the Stolen Lands, we demand this week's tax!
- "And where's that pretty wife of yours, Oleg? She should serve us dinner!"
- "Quiet down, dimwit. Oleg, we're just here for the Stag Lord's tax. Hand over the money, and we'll be on our w
- "If we keep dallying, we'll end up talking WITH the attackers rather than about them. If they're even willing
- "I see you're not easily cowed."
- Oleg waves his hand sullenly. "Who are they? They're the Stag Lord's gang, that's who! These lands teem with b
- "What do they want? Those bloodsuckers think they own this land — they come, take what they want, and steal th
- Oleg clenches his fists tightly. "It seems guests from Restov are even worse than the bandits around here. To
- Oleg shifts uncomfortably. "Surely there are more important things to discuss... Well, all right. We're just h
- "I'll help you fight. I've got a box of alchemist's fire we can use. We could put it by the gate, then set it
- "For the Stag Lord and his cronies, of course! That Stag Lord fancies himself a king in these parts. He may ha
- "Here, take it. But should you start throwing it into bandits, please, be careful. Don't set the post on fire.
- "We have to hide Svetlana — please don't argue, Dove! Now, we also need to decide on a plan. Go ahead and look
- "But that could set the post on fire!" Oleg shouts, surprised. "Well, maybe if we covered the walls with somet
- "Are you sure? Well, it's your call. Here, take it."
- "Well, I appreciate your good intentions. I may not have the best manners, but Oleg Leveton is the last name y
- "That must have been Bokken. He sells potions. He lives out in the forest like a hermit, but he comes here eve
- "Svetlana, go hide inside! We're going to go meet our guests."
- "You want to drink some of my blood, too? I'm sick of you — you're like locusts! You think you control everyth
- "All right. Soon as you're finished, let us know. And don't leave the post — the bandits could return at any t
- Oleg grunts. "Well, thanks, I guess. I might even be able to scrape some sort of reward together for you if we
- "Meanwhile, they'll never have enough."
- "Isn't it obvious? These thugs are robbing us honest settlers! They say they're taking some 'tax' for their le
- "I'm afraid they'll come back while we're chatting away, but what's to be done...?" Oleg mumbles.
- Oleg grunts. "So, what, I should start calling you 'Your Grace' and kneeling as you pass? I may not be a noble
- "Don't know what good trading will serve if those bloodsuckers come back and take everything... but all right,