Julie-Anna Crane<br/>Known; Head Sparrow<br/><br/>Hours after her meeting up in the castle, Julie-Anna Crane sat perched upon a desk, legs crossed and hands clasped over her knees, a customary seat for her. She rambled on with a few secretaries at the Town Hall/Visitation Center. The town may have been old, but with all the people they had to draw each year, there had to be a way for them to know all that happened in the town. Thus, pictures adorned the walls, carrying evidence of festivities, concerts, and all the scenic areas in town. Well... Almost all. Ms. Crane knew this is the place that Mr. Nameless Motorcycle-man would gravitate towards, since he didn't look like the usual day rider on a leisurely trip. If he was in search for something, as many of the lone travelers into the town were, he'd have to come to Town Hall. After all, it's not like they had a police system, so who would they go to?<br/><br/>So, Ms. Crane sat patiently, waiting. Her lookouts were treated to some special Japanese jewelry this season in payment for their troubles to search out newcomers. There had to be some incentive for everyone, as well as a way to keep people from noticing all the old in the town. Thus, when the Sparrows went out, they took funds to buy clothes, furniture, electronics and anything else needed to make the town look as if it was up to date with the world, but still the comfy little town it needed to be.