The quiet under-gardener on the Fox estate. Many consider Jim Stone to be simple or possibly some false fairy child swapped for a real one, especially given the way his eyes elide a direct gaze like some wild thing's and he can be bound by pacts like chains of iron.

He is, however, an extremely good gardener, applying unspoken observations to his work with near-magical results. No-one knows what's going on in that head of his.