Fionghan Ennisi

Who doesn’t enjoy a good laugh? Fionghan once relied on humour to get through some very difficult times, but then forgot to stop. He has no regard for time and place. It’s quite unsettling to hear him guffaw—at work, in the temple, next to a burial site. Nobody’s laughing now. What few friends he has left are wondering if an exorcism is necessary. Recently, Fionghan’s heard of an Elf Magic-User with the same last name and jokes that he’s his cousin. That’s almost funny—but no —more like his inverse doppelganger. And please don't tell Muirgen (page 71) where he lives—not even as a joke.