Dadvik

Age- 31

Race- Tiefling

Height- 6'1"

Eyes- Red

Hair- Black

Dadvik was born in the pirate city of Luskan, a place where sailing, fishing, fighting, drinking, and gambling matter more than any race or religion. While not much of a sailor or Fisher Dadvik excelled at the other three. Luskan is a harsh place and even at a young age, Dadvik would have to work, fight, or cheat to survive every day.

When the Tiefling came of age he joined Luskan's "army" for some easy gold. Functioning much like our worlds U.S army reservoirs it was an easy gig. He simply needed to survive the training and he was freed to spend the rest of his days drinking and gambling till the city called him to arms. Luskan is a place of freedom, it had not active police or army but if anyone dared to become a threat a fleet of pirate ships and cutthroats that normally would never work together would join into a massive defense against the common foe.

Once Dadviks contract with the city of Luskan ran out, and the coin stopped flowing he decided to venture away from the place of his birth. Filled with a sense of wanderlust and a desire to never be tied down. He set out to only do what interested and not fall prey to the desires of others.