Valrin

An old male dragonborn with dull, cracked scales and sunken eyes that gleam with a manic light. He wears tattered leather armor adorned with various skulls, each one telling a story of a battle long past. His breath smells of ale, and he carries a large, ornate skull that he uses as a drinking vessel, often seen chugging ale from it with a wild grin.

Skullbrewer is erratic and unpredictable, often laughing maniacally at his own jokes. He has a deep love for ale, which he believes is the only thing keeping the horrors of the universe at bay. His obsession with skulls leads him to speak to them as if they were his friends, often sharing tales of his past glories and failures.

Once a proud warrior of his clan, Skullbrewer fell into madness after a fateful encounter with a cosmic entity that whispered dark secrets into his mind. Now, he roams the land, a shadow of his former self, driven by an insatiable thirst for ale and a morbid fascination with skulls. He collects the skulls of his enemies and drinks from them, believing it grants him strength and insight into the madness that consumes him.