Little James
Title: Official Whim Wharf Greeter & Unreliable Direction-Giver
Stationed: At the foot of the Painted Lamppost, beside the jellybean kiosk and across from the weatherworn bench no one ever dries properly.

Description:
A dapple-grey goat with a limp in his left hind leg (from an alleged cartwheel accident in 2017), Little James wears a red neckerchief and a brass bell engraved with the word “Maybe." His horns are slightly lopsided, one chipped from a dispute with a recycling bin.

He takes his role very seriously, bleating at newcomers and occasionally tugging on coat hems to redirect tourists toward “the very best view of the village -(which is, debatably, just a puddle that sometimes reflects the chapel roof).

His directions are charmingly inaccurate, but always scenic. No one has ever ended up where they intended, but everyone has a story by the time they return.

Special Notes:
- Eats ferry schedules.
-Only responds to questions posed in rhyme.
- May have once seen a ghost, but refuses to comment.

Favourite phrase
“You can’t get there from here, but you might get somewhere better."