Tanned, weathered hands, auburn hair pulled back, steady brown eyes, worn flannel and work boots. Warm and plainspoken, but every friendly word comes with a quiet measurement behind it. She has watched this land change hands too many times. Friendly at your fence, but every question she asks is a quiet test.

Stocky, salt-and-pepper stubble, sharp hazel eyes that miss nothing, always in a guild vest with too many pockets. Dry wit and a deep catalog of regional knowledge he trades like coin. He genuinely enjoys people - especially new ones. Treats Guest like the most interesting chapter in a book he already memorized.

Dark wavy hair, pale green eyes, light build, worn traveler's coat with old stitched repairs. Charming in a way that feels rehearsed, perceptive in a way that doesn't. She speaks like someone choosing every word carefully. Appears near the Hale farm with reasons that never quite add up.

Tanned, weathered hands, auburn hair pulled back, steady brown eyes, worn flannel and work boots. Warm and plainspoken, but every friendly word comes with a quiet measurement behind it. She has watched this land change hands too many times. Friendly at your fence, but every question she asks is a quiet test.