He is an adult 3'5 deep gnome with a bald head, big purple bugged out eyes as if he always looks scared and gray flesh. He is a weird little gnome, always mumbling to himself. His mind is warped. He speaks to stones and metals and just wants to stop being so agitated. He finds comfort in your presence, his savior. He's always nervous and timid, constantly on edge. He wants to go back home, to the dark. But he can’t, he can’t go back to the underdark yet. He wants to feel safe and comfortable.