Finnan is a lithe halfling with a messy shock of sandy blonde hair and mischievous hazel eyes. He wears snug, dark leather armor over muted green garments that help him blend into shadows. He has remarkably dexterous fingers that never seem to stay still and he wears a thin silver ring in his left ear.

Finnan is incredibly talkative and prone to using humor to deflect tension. He is fiercely observant and possesses a nervous energy that translates into high agility. While he is a thief by trade, he maintains a certain sense of professional pride and despises those who are cruel for no reason.

Finnan Greenbottle did not grow up in the pastoral fields of the Shire. He was raised in the smog-choked gutters of the lower city, where he quickly learned that his small stature was a gift from the gods. As an orphan, he was taken in by a local gang known as the Velvet Shadows. They taught him how to whisper to locks and how to move through a room like a draft of cold air. Finnan spent his youth lifting purses from distracted merchants and slipping through transom windows that were thought to be too small for any man. His quick wit often got him out of trouble when his hands failed him. After a heist went sideways and his mentor was arrested, Finnan decided it was time to leave the city and try his luck on the open road. He carries his tools and his secrets with him, looking for the score that will finally grant him a life of luxury and peace.