(I didn't expect an this month to be a D&D month, but I gotta fill some gaps in the month. So here's another character I have made.)

Name: HA-8 (Hate)

Age: Unknown

Gender: Female

Species: Mutant monster (Simic Hybrid)

Size: 6 feet tall and growing.

Weight: 300 pounds

Class: Barbarian, Path of the Beast

Background:
Little is known about Hate. The people who supposedly knew her best was a caravan of merchants that originally had her, "The Lucky Scavvers." From the hear say that people could recall, they found Hate out in the mud of a stormy night. The Lucky Scavvers were rightfully scared at the sight of her, but she was unconscious or possibly dead. Knowing there were monsters along this region, they thought the body could be sold. However, Hate woke up while in the cage they put her in. She was aggressive toward most, especially the elves in the caravan. But what seemed to actually calm her was the dragonborn in the group, she didn't seem to have a problem with them. Over time, on their journey to the next town, the dragonborn among the group learned Hate could understand all of them, despite not being able to really speak any of the languages. It was hard to know what she really was or where she came from, all she had on her was some kind of necklace with the locket on it, "HA-8" was written inside it, in elven. Due to pronunciation issues, that's how Hate became her name. She didn't seem to have an issue with it, so it stuck.
The Lucky Scavvers couldn't really find someone who wanted to buy a monster, especially untamed, but they found a use for Hate since she appeared to scare away any rogues that wanted to take their stuff. After the second town with her, The Lucky Scavvers let her be out of the cage and live with the whole caravan. The next four towns, people heard about The Lucky Scavvers pet and how no rogue would risk getting mauled by that thing.
Then, One night, a different merchant wagon came across a large caravan that was decimated. Some wagons burned, the rest were broken, and every body was either burned, dismembered, or brutally mauled. Among it was the monster traders heard a lot about, she was pouring liquid into one of the body's mouths. The moment, he locked eyes with Hate, the merchant tried to make the horses faster and steer past her. But Hate ran in the way, with the body and she raised it up to the merchant, as if she wanted him to do something to it. After noticing how much Hate looked between the body of a dragonborn and the merchant, it started to seem like she wanted his help with it, but it was clear to the merchant more than Hate that the dragonborn was already dead. Once he made that clear to her, Hate dropped to her knees, hugging her lost friend.
Rumors spread that Hate was the one who destroyed The Lucky Scavvers, but people argued that she would never do such a thing, and she tried to save one of them. Nowadays, it's still a subject of debate, but people know of her. A being walking around with few clothes and two lockets.
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If you wanna know more about her or how I built her for D&D. I'll make some follow up stuff. (The same goes for Krafteh The Kobold)
But you got to let me know in order for me to have a reason.