"Argh! That I have to see eye-to-eye with a dwarf!" There's a twinkle in his eye when he says it, but whether it's humorous or malicious is anyone's guess.
The same inscrutable motive is behind Fael's ever-present smile, and his grin only widens as he strokes the neck of his precious lute.
Alternately Fael the Magnificent, Fael the Fastidious, Fael the Ferocious, or Fael the Humble, this well traveled gnome of indeterminate age can play nearly any role--as long as it's not himself.
His mercurical nature and outspoken disregard for the priviliges of rank have landed him in enough trouble to keep him moving. He's already seen the insides of several dungeons during his less-than-stellar career. This part-jester part-scoundrel bard is clearly more at ease entertaining a room of common drunken revelers than plying his trade in the local noble's house.
He keeps trying, though. That big score is never more than one job away.
Perhaps his saving grace is a canny knack for extricating himself from troublesome situations--or at least for picking the winning side!
While he believes people should generally do good for one another, he has little regard for nations or politics. Capitalism, however, is an ideal Fael holds quite dear!
"Argh! That I have to see eye-to-eye with a dwarf!" There's a twinkle in his eye when he says it, but whether it's humorous or malicious is anyone's guess. 
