Val was born to a reasonably influential drow house in the Underdark under a powerful but overbearing Matron mother. The third child of seven, their sibling relationship was a constant fight for attention, the eldest 3 daughters consistently winning out, leaving the young Val neglected and sullen. He developed his own talents in acting, music, and poetry, initially inspired by a venture to the surface, but o matter how talented he became, his family offered nothing in the way of encouragement or praise so he decided to leave and join an acting troupe of underdark denizens, traveling all around. Mirthing Reef acted as a focal-point between various locations, the troupe always returning to perform in a certain tavern in the Market District called The Mystic Talisman. It went like this for three decades. During that time, Val improved his skills immensely as an artist but, as his skills grew, so did his pride. He began to care more about the influence and fame than the craft and this created understandable turbulence within the troupe. Before his narcissism could reach it's peak, however, a massacre carried out by the Forlorn's Watch decimated the tavern as the troupe was performing, killing everyone inside, or so they thought. Val, failing to bleed out due to a flawed attempt at execution, lived by crawling out into the street, trailing blood behind him. His memories of that night returned in pieces, faces twisted in pain, swords swinging, and the armor and symbol of the Forlorn's Watch. Anger and revenge dominated his mind as he awoke in the temple, swearing that the Forlorn's watch would pay for the massacre. He just needed to find out how....
