If Larinz were bigger... and less gnomey-shaped... he'd pass for a member of house Tharask rather than his own house Sivis.  Before the war against the Lord of Blades and the Dragon Dance, Larinz was a respected and skilled illusionist... or at least a respectable one.  The changes to magic and his time guarding refugees in the deep wild - and some suggest Thelanis itself - had changed him.  Whether or not Larinz was never actually to Thelanis, his deals with the fey and other wild forces have left him seeming more akin to Thelanian Gnomes than the civilized Gnomes of Khorvaire.

  Unless tending to an official duty, his dirty blonde hair tends to run wild, and his sturdy clothes and thick cape seem more appropriate for a traveling adventurer than a dragonmarked son of Sivis.  Not to mention the leather-clad jaguar that seems to accompany him everywhere.  Nevertheless, Larinz maintains his position within the house without question.  Not only did he come by his eccentricities in service to the house and her allies, but he maintains association and contact with some the fey of the Shimmerwood for them, as well as with the nobles among the refugees he had guarded.

  Some of the aged might recall that Larinz was once entirely serious and dedicated strictly to duty, with concrete plans of action for every situation.  While he is still loyal to a fault, he is now much more prone to make a joke, laugh warmly, or share a kind word.  He sometimes plans things out, but prefers to improvise as he goes.  He looks for the best in any situation.  The mercurial fey tendency to live entirely in the moment has certainly made its mark on him, and may in fact be why he remains as sane as he is in spite of living through the war.