This little hob walks the fine line between Seelie and Unseelie. He's just as likely to help you out as he is to turn you into a bug and squash you, and he loves to exploit misunderstandings. He and Sprink get along just about as well as oil and water since the fellow has been threatened with exile more than once. He's notorious for overstepping the Seelie boundaries of what is considered fair treatment of mortals. However, he has a soft spot for livestock, so he can usually be found laboring on farms that are down on their luck. More on him soon.

Hob Society/Culture/Biology Abridged:

Your average hob falls into the helpful, if a little mischievous, category of the Seelie Court known as house fae. They are known to assist with household chores, crops, livestock, and small family businesses under the cover of night. They also are exceedingly talented in the healing arts. Their employ lasts only as long as they feel appreciated and are compensated for their efforts. Compensation can take the form of dairy products, sugary treats, alcohol (good Scottish whisky if you have it), or small pretty trinkets. If a hob feels slighted with inappropriate compensation or lack of gratitude, they are known to cause crops to wilt, trash houses, "forcibly discourage" customers from buying wares, and -in rare and extreme cases- steal children or harm livestock.

Hobs are native to Scotland, but have since taken up residence in all corners of the United Kingdom and the very easternmost portions of North America. They are not tied to specific households, as brownies are, and can work for as many as five families at once. They also are not known to keep any living space outside of their chosen households. You will not find a hob's house, because none exist. As they spring out of faerie rings rather than from the womb, they do not have typical family ties, either. They will, however, form passing relationships with their "ring siblings" and keep close to their faerie ring of origin.

They are a naturally mischievous race and will often play pranks on people or creatures that they feel fondness for. But this prank culture is not a two-way street. Pranking a hob is a declaration of war, and the hob in question will not relent until they are fully satisfied that they have properly punished whoever was foolish enough to incur their wrath.

On average, hobs live between 500 and 700 years. As they age, their typically red, brown, or black pelt, beard, and hair will gradually become grey and then white. Once their hair becomes entirely white, they are considered one of The Wizened and typically retire to fill the role of healer wherever they happen to roam.

Although rare, female hobs do exist. The have fairly heart-shaped faces, lack beards, and tend to wear tam o'shanter style hats rather than the caps males traditionally wear. They also typically have a proclivity for wearing the prettiest gloves and socks that they can scavenge, with holes for their claws, of course.

I may add more as I come up with it. Stay tuned ^w^