Fizzlegrun Pockwit

A old gnome whose size does not speak to the strength of his spirit. As a monk, his life is one of discipline, yet his eyes twinkle with a bright spark. With wisps of silver hair that frame his sun-weathered face, he moves with an practised grace. Fizzlegrun’s eccentricity shows in his patchwork robes, stitched together from past travels. A lover of tea and tall tales, he can calm a storm with words or fists with equal skill.