ocelot slayer

Born into peasantry Oleaginous was headed nowhere in life. He worked his fathers plough: farming beets, carrots and lettuce for selling at the market. One day poverty befell them with the breakage of the plough and his favourite mule had to be sold for money just to ensure he and his family could eat. It was this day which marked the beginning of his determination to pursue a clerical role. He waited for years hereafter. . .waiting for the village pastor to take his pick of young boys to be trained up as monks. After exactly three years on the grand harvest he was picked. Thus began his studies. For years now, at the ripe age of 64, he has been residing in Marna, continuing his clerical activities. Particularly he has heard of a great wall in the South, and wishes for one day to visit it.