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People

Persons of Interesting Note

The more prominant upstanding citizens, slightly slouched citizens, and downright hunched over citizens of Epicca are here, in nice neat rows, waiting for curious gossipers to read over the details of their lives. Aren't you just ashamed of yourself?

Acolytes of Epicca's Palm

Peeking Toms of the Infinite

Finding a place where everywhere can be seen without a blur, old men with telescopes make there place in the hand of a goddess.

Ambrosia

Artistic Agriculturalists

Not simply those who gather food and fruit, but the artists who make the vineyards come alive. Even a simple melon is a work of art, and a field of them more so.

Divraans

Comparably Pygmies

The little natives of the Divra Jungle, who like most tribal people are deadly peaceful, menacingly open to learning from others, and known to cunningly (and accidentally) build whole cities for other people.

Duxtiveans

The Following of Duxtiv

Philosophers who believe in paradoxes, showing that everything is a contradiction.

Her Majesty's Royal Footnotes

On the Pearisian Standing Army

A tale of the Pearisian Military and its culinary origins.

Jacque Kir

Frog Trapper

Famed frog trapper, and originator of the frog poomf.

Jotdu

The Ultimate Book Club

Those maddeningly clever bibliomaniacs of the Quiet Sea whose love for books is only exceeded by a love for silence.

Noj Redsummer

La Be-Neha-Ra

The original be-neha-ra: the Truphlonian answer to assassination

Pirates of the Eight Legged Flag

Light-Weight Scoundrels

Pirates who are a little more concerned about the weight of gold than the gold itself, and instead have more intellectual plunders in mind.

Ratét

Poetry, Coffee, and Angst in Truphle

A Truphlonian poet and the epitomy of Cool, Ratét was the angst-ridden founder of Truphle's poetic subculture.

Sir Froogled

Philosopher Knight

The famous philosopher knight, spreading the word of philosophy to heathens even when they try and hide in forgotten jungles or overlooked islands. Famed especially for his entrances.


A spoon? But what is a whelk to a prawn I might ask, my dear chap?

- Sir Froogled