Miss Morland

Miss Morland lives alone in a room above her store. The shop she runs is dismal and dim- the dark bags under eyes can be hard to see by the light of the few lamps within. Rumors say she was visited once by the Bureau- and was never the same since.

"Comin lookin around dearie! Just let me know if you need anytin."

A tired looking middle-aged woman, whose dark hair is pierced by streaks of white and gray. Her white shirt shirt is held by suspenders, a strange dress for a widow her age.