Fingwe was a youth when he was taken captive by an Orc raiding party that came to Kelethin during their expansion into Greater Faydark. His rescuer was a foot soldier in the service of Felwithe and enlisted in a raiding party sent to the Crushbone slave pits. Fingwe was passed around until coming into the possession of one of the wealthiest families of Felwithe. It was then he was renamed Fingwe, in place of his birth name: Foxfoot, in an attempt to lure him away from his Wood Elf heritage. There was never hatred between him and his masters, but there was never love either.
When Fingwe reached his adolescent years he began to dream of a land where the Wood Elves could roam freely away from the minions of evil and from out of the shadow of the other civilized races. He stole some weapons from his masters and fled into the wilds of Greater Faydark, away from the congestion and filth of the city.
Today he still goes by the name given him by his liberatoris as a reminder of the plight of his kind. His formost goal is seeking to free his people from the terror instilled upon them by the Orcish Hordes. He further lives to protect them from the exploitation of the other civilized races as well. Defender and devout follower of Tunare, Fingwe hopes to guard the Great Mother's children and shelter the weak from the ravages of the forces of evil.
Fingwe is charismatic and determined. He tends to set a goal and pursue it fanatically, thinking of anything else as a distraction. He is very courageous, but not very flexible. For him actions are more important than words.