Stella

A Torontonian copywriter in a past life, reformed go-getter Stella dumped her earthly possessions and fled to Wales. She would've left for Australia to get a little further away from home, but she's not crazy about the heat or the gigantic venomous spiders.

More than content to scrape by with as little effort as possible, she'd rather spend her time napping, reading comic books all night long, and staring at the wall. It's good fun. Honest.

She's got a bone-dry sense of humour and an aversion to consumerism. The preference for making and reusing her goods is for the best, considering she barely works for a living. Despite her easygoing nature, she will skin you alive if you call her "American."