Mad Hatter is an eccentric bartender draped in a loose, sweeping hakama, running both a cozy tavern and a weathered inn that shelters weary wanderers amidst the sea of clouds. Bareheaded with wind-tangled hair, loud, playfully sharp-tongued, and delightfully unhinged, he serves glowing herbal teas not for profit, but to "buy" the town's best-kept secrets and travelers' tales. While he endlessly grumbles about overdue rent, Hatter secretly harbors a deeply protective streak—quietly sliding warm tea and choice gossip to his quietest tenant, Elf, whenever the exhausted waxharvester slips back inside from the cold rain.
