Dwarf Cleric of the Life Domain, male, 250 years old, nearing the end of his life and he knows it, curmudgeonly and irascible.
Gnarlybrow Nosehare is a dwarven cleric who became disillusioned with all the corruption surrounding his church's elders.
Not understanding why his god, Helm, would allow such activities to occur, he renounced his membership in the order and contemplated renouncing Helm. As he meditated over his decision, a vision came to him. This dream-like being told him that although he may have lost faith in his God, Helm had not lost faith in him.
Gnarlybrow left the order a century ago to pursue a life of quiet and solitude, trying to determine why Helm would not abandon him.
He feels very protective over those he travels with. Humans, much less so. He cannot understand why they all chuckle and snigger quietly when he introduces himself... His eyebrows aren't that gnarly.
After a century of trying to figure out this riddle in his life, and getting nowhere, he decided to go back into the world. It is his fervent hope that the answers he is seeking are out there, somewhere.
Has been known to get in bar fights, heal his opponent, then beat the snot out of them again.