Finnian McLoughlin is a high elf who was born in a distant city of elves of all kinds, somewhat unified though the high elves always thought themselves higher than others. Growing up he always looked up to the knights of the city, especially after they saved his life when they found him after a 50 foot drop. After that day he swore he would eventually become a guard or join the military. His parents supported him buying him armor for his 50th birthday.
After his 50th birthday he set out finding different masters of different fighting styles to learn under. Finding himself traveling through Lands of Almaris. Slowly learning different fighting styles he would spend his time perfecting the different forms. Whilst on the road he spent his time mostly alone getting used to being by himself. He slowly realized he wanted to settle down for a bit and seeing that Haelun'or was a city mostly of high elves.
Finnian would step off the boat, his helmet atop his head he would look towards the male who spoke to him before registering what the man said. "I've come for, well I guess adventure. I'm looking for the cities best fighter." After speaking he would go back to collecting his luggage from the voyage.
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