Welton sits on the banks of a slow-moving river, with gentle hills rising up on each side. The houses and shops are generally made of oak, painted bright white, and many have elaborate carvings worked into the eaves. Wheat and sheep farming dominate the local economy, and people pay much more attention to the weather and wool prices than rumors of distant wars or disasters.
The vast majority of the population are human, though there is a sizable minority of halflings and a handful of dwarves. While it is by no means a rich village, Welton isn’t poverty- stricken either.
The village offers little beyond a small general store and virtually nothing of interest to outsiders other than the Shepherd’s Crook.