Oliver Vallenwood

I hale from the North Western wilds.

 I lived a peaceful life tending to my swamp land farms wirh my family. We grew garlic, onions and mint. We rescued and rehabilitated animals, tended to our ducks whom gifted us with daily egs, and cared for our family pig thag provide dus with much needed fertiliser for our crops. 

Life was good, we were never rich, nor well known. But we wer ehappy. Until the night of the fire.

One faithful night, as i lay to rest a mighty dragon put fire to wood and set my family home a blaze.

The dragon's fire was that of death and desolation, that searing, sulfuric heat scarred my lungs, ravaged my home lands and destroyed all I held dear to me.

Yet, from the ashes I arose, seeking justice for thoes whom suffered as I had, victims, of the worlds most dangerous abominations.

I have traveled quite far in the past few years, studying the world, every where I travel I learn more, and my once small world has expanded exponentially.

I often spend my down time collecting Edible flora, herbs and the like. I learn about their properties, and put them to the test. When my tests are sccessful, i recording my findings, in many small books.

Additionally I've adapted my wilderness knowledge into a love of cooking, creating questionable, yet life sustaining meals from mundane wildlife.

Eventually I encountered a group of like minded dinduviduals. Monster hunters or so they say. This is Sol Umbra, and this year I being a new with this rag tag group...