I would call him Gnomercy Happypants. The Happypants is an unfortunate family name, but also an ancient and proud one! In the name of Holy Mother Church, he waxes his perfectly trimmed mustache and preaches the gospel of his faith in a Spanish accented deep basso voice seemingly made of rich corinthian leather. His blade never broken, his spirit never crushed, his wineskin nor his bed ever empty in the execution of his lawfully ordained duties. He only came here to do two things, woo your women and conquer your lands. And he's all out of women....