Proprietor of Oleg's Trading Post
A gruff, burly, and often pessimistic older man, Oleg has weathered seven whole seasons on the frontier. He knows every trapper by name and every animal pelt. Despite his wariness at Restov extending it’s bureaucratic claws this far south, Oleg is relieved to see the area cleared of the recent banditry.
Oleg hints at new suppliers in Restov plying their coin to help him fill his stockrooms.