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Valahan

Valahan
| Name | Valahan |
|---|---|
| Occupation | Traveler |
| Age | Young |
| Race | Man |
|---|---|
| Residence | Wanderer |
| Kinship | None |
| Outward Appearance |
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Background
The story of Valahan's background changes depending on who you ask, some will say he is the son of a simple fisherman from the bank of the River Entwash, some will claim he's an orphan left in the care with elves amongst the trees of Mirkwood.
Valahan comes across as a charismatic, smooth talking individual. He's a liar and has a love for stories, whether listening or telling them, he's quick thinking and prefers to talk his way out of a situation rather then resorting to a fight, although he has training as a hunter (which he hides from others) he prefers a less popular ranged weapon amongst his proffession, the crossbow. Although young, he has a rather impressive amount of skill with the crossbow aswell as some skill with a blade making him quite well rounded.
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| Friends | None |
|---|---|
| Relatives | None |
| Rivals/Enemies | None |
| Loves | Stories, women and the light. |
|---|---|
| Hates | Fighting for no particular reason and small, dark spaces. |
| Motivation | To travel to the ends of Middle-Earth, hearing great tales along the way. |
| Quotes | "Perhaps we're in trouble right now, but think.. This will make quite the story." |
