Its funny how characters can sometimes take on a life of their own as time goes on. Despite her origins, the more I play Khrista, the more she feels more like a bard then a witch. Entertaining fellow travelers with exotic dances, telling, fortunes and sharing stories around the campfire while breaking away from the traditional wandering minstrel with a lute trope, instead of cackling over a bubbling caldron. Honestly it just sounds so romantic and I doubt anyone minds the image of a marsupial momma putting on a show in exotic silks that show just enough to tease the imagination. Remember, just like a gift-wrapped box sometimes it's more tantalizing to conceal then to reveal.