Backstory:
For some size matters but not for Brittiri Longtread. Born the 6th of 7 Brittiri was the smallest but the fastest and the smartest of his siblings. A skill honed in the pressures of youth that would later become his stock in trade; being underestimated and making those who tested him pay the price.
The life and times of Brittiri are too numerous to recount but over the last 100 years the gnome has seen any number of things, sometimes as a spectator, sometimes as a participant. One thing that has endured has been Brittiri's devotion to his martial craft and it has taken him many places.
Armed with a knack for languages and an easy demeanor Brittiri has served in a number of professional arenas to pay the bills and glean another speck of knowledge that hones his fighting craft. He has taken odd jobs and strange postings to expand his martial discipline and increase his prowess. Fighting is in his blood and he knows he is meant to do something with it.
Personality
Brittiri smiles often but is fierce in a fight, his ever expanding skills lending to "intimate" combat of a close nature. Despite his size Britirri can be confrontational having gained a confidence in his abilities.
Calling himself a "creature of instinct", Brittiri tends to do the best he can with the information he has but he isn't one for overly noble causes or grand schemes. Brittiri sees himself first and foremost a soldier in a world of wizards; a necessity of sorts but a small cog in a much bigger machine. That said the gnome pursues his art ardently and strive to be as good as he can be, he is just old enough to know that even something "mundane" can provide good perspective in the long run.
The warder tends to be upbeat if not somewhat sarcastic and has a high opinion of force as a means of resolving issues when applied properly which is where Brittiri can sometimes become more agitated with those with lesser impulse control.
Brittiri is upbeat, patient and critical.
Appearance
Short
Pink skin, blue hair
Often prominently armed.
