Boring, unintelligent, zany (tics).

Locations: Weaving Hut, Coral Reef, Graveyard.

Character: Hania is a screwball. Usually found creating all manner of odd trinkets, she is furtive, simple-minded and quirky. She seems most contented when she's working away on some strange project or another. Her interaction with others is unpredictable, to say the least, for she has a variety of odd tics. She is perpetually muttering under her breath, and her left eyelid twitches regularly. When answering questions, she unfailingly appends the last few words of the question onto her answer. For example, "ask Hania about beach" might produce "Yes, yes, the beach is where the reef is. The reef likes Hania's beads about beach about beach." Hania is happiest when industriously working away on her latest creation; when threatened, however, she acts like a shrew with hypertension.

Description: Hania is a short, heavyset, elderly woman. She has a small goiter on the left side of her neck and black hair cropped at the shoulders. Her broad face is dominated by small, furtive eyes. She is wearing a shapeless, blue dyed cotton robe with large pockets at the midsection; they bulge with what seems to be an array of wooden beads and trinkets. Her pudgy fingers are compulsively fiddling with her baubles.

"String the beads! String 'em, string 'em."
"Hania knows from where you came. The great beyond, outside of Our Little Island Tep. Many nice little things from where you came."
"Don't eat the frogs!"
"Would you like one of Hania's charms? Keep you safe from Rametep, they will."
"Lard, lard, lard."

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