Fionnlagh

Once upon time, Fionnlagh was himself. But younger. He came from a rather modest beginning, with a loving family, great fortune, and a very weird curios question. When would his beard grow? Growing up in the Cindersoul Citadels, he was adopted by dwarves. Never met his first set of parents, though he later came to suspect neither of them wanted to show up for the birth. And it was peaceful enough. Just very boring. Mind-numbingly boring. Day in, day out, routine, routine, routine! No adventure, no fun! And so, he decided to change that. After all, when one reads and hears of all those heroes, why not aim to become one yourself?
And that is why the delusional little gnome decided to go out into the world and thwart evil. Somehow. In his head, it makes sense.