Name: Tylenol Kerlostet
Rank: Head of caravan
Location: Where-ever the trade takes her
Place of Birth: Trader caravan in north
Birthingday:Month 2, Day 10
Appearance: Long grey hair twisted sharply into a no-nonsense bun at the nape of her neck.
Her back is bent and she usually requires a stick to walk. And yet she has a comanding air about her, and somehow manages to bring silence with a look despite her old and senile appearence.
Her deep green eyes can cut like knives, and appear to dig into you and figure what you are about. Her eyes are sharp and aware of everything around her, and show just how much she is in control, watching for the slightest hint of disobedience.
Personality: Tylenol may appear past it, but she is more in control than most people decades younger. Those who get on the wrong side of her consider her harsh and unfeeling, but she is a true friend and companion to those who know her well.
She knows how people feel and will let them do what they wish with no prejudice, unless of course it affects her or her family in which case they are in trouble as she tends to have a very short temper.