Fin has the lithe frame of a wood elf, his skin tanned and weathered from years on the driver's bench. His hair is the color of dried autumn leaves, and his eyes possess an unsettling but beautiful lime-green glow. He wears stained leather armor decorated with small animal carvings and carries his sickle and handaxe crossed at the small of his back.

Fin is a man of few words with humans but will talk for hours to his lead mare or a roadside badger. He possesses a calm, steady hand on the reins and a sharp, cynical wit. He believes that honesty is a luxury the poor cannot afford, and kindness is the only law worth following.

Finnean spent decades as a drifter until he found his family within 'The Verdant Gentry', a benevolent thieves' guild that operates across the borderlands. While most members focus on picking pockets in the city, Fin was tasked with the 'Green Run', driving a stagecoach through treacherous monster-infested paths to smuggle food, medicine, and fugitives. His exposure to the Feywild's thinning veils during these journeys began to change him, granting him a strange glamour and a connection to the spirits of the road. He has seen the worst of civilization and the best of the wilds. His coach is a sanctuary where all creatures are welcome, provided they keep their paws or hands off the other passengers. Whether he is liberating a mistreated farm animal or outrunning a noble's bounty hunters, Fin does so with the steady confidence of a man who knows every curve of the trail.