Duskmaw - The Stirge
The itch on your neck isn't a bug bite. It's an invitation you already accepted.
Nib Glasswick - Glassblower of Lyreleaf
No potion or salve leaves Lyreleaf without passing through Nib Glasswick's kiln first -- the gnome glassblower whose vials and bottles quietly keep the village's famous alchemy intact all the way to market.
Fennig Barkhollow - Tanner of Lyreleaf
Every satchel, boot, and saddle in Lyreleaf passes through Fennig Barkhollow's tannery -- the gnome craftsman whose patient, oak-bark leather has outlasted three decades of travelers on the river road.
Wendell Longbarrow - Village Elder of Lyreleaf
No throne, no garrison, no seal of its own -- just a halfling elder named Wendell Longbarrow, who has kept Lyreleaf self-governed and safely beneath Brightcrown's notice for six careful years.
Garland Ninebells - Festival Steward of Lyreleaf
Whenever a rare bloom opens or an alchemist perfects a new potion, Lyreleaf celebrates within a day -- because gnome shopkeeper Garland Ninebells already has the lanterns, ribbon, and favors ready to go.
Tilly Marrowgate - Road Warden of Lyreleaf
At the edge of Lyreleaf where the road turns to mist and reeds, halfling warden Tilly Marrowgate has spent eleven years making sure every cart bound down the southwestern road is exactly what it claims to be.
Hallowtine - The Giant Elk
See him before the planting, and the harvest holds. Greenbranch has never once been wrong about it.
Mireclasp - The Giant Constrictor Snake
The fishing gets worse past a certain bend. Baitcast Wharf learned, the hard way, to turn the boat around.
Skarrow - The Giant Hyena
She never starts the fight. She just makes sure she's the only one still standing when it's over.
Vessowyn - The Giant Owl
You never hear her coming. That's rather the point, and it has kept more than one traveler alive.
Hollowspin - The Giant Spider
Nobody sanctioned the hollow as off-limits. It just stopped being worth explaining why not to go there.
Poppy Windle - Shrine-Keeper of Haltcross Hamlet
At Haltcross Hamlet's corner shrine, halfling caretaker Poppy Windle tends icons of Thraia, Verda, and a wayward tide-goddess alike -- treating every traveler's faith with exactly the same quiet respect.