Swooping in to make a character in the game's time of need! I hope this is all right.
Name: Cor Enrisen
Expertise: Stealth, Thievery, Thief Cantrips, Throwing Knives
Spells/Skills: Quick, Canny, Weak but versatile magic.
Temperament: Cor is the epitome of relaxed and cheerful. He doesn't sweat the small details, or even the big details. He's confident enough in himself that he can figure things out "on the run", as it were. He's quick got quick feet and a quicker tongue, he's fond of jokes and quips. Despite the impression he gives off, Cor is actually fairly honest, mostly because he doesn't care enough to bother with lies and manipulation. Though slightly irreverent and cheeky, Cor gets along with nearly everyone.
Equipment: A great deal of knives, rope, bags and his own personal pack of tricks. The pack includes little helpful pieces like caltrops, lockpicks and smoke sticks.
Magical Items: Every Cloak - This elegant gray cloak is actually a cleverly disguised and very handy piece of enchanted cloth. Its most basic function is the ability to change shape and color as the owner wills it, it can shrink down to a scarf or extend itself to a long dragging robe. In all forms the thin cloth is very nearly indestructible. With a whispered word, the cloak can come alive, floating in the air and following the orders of its owner. It can wrap around a target, tying it up rapidly, or extend a silk tendril in order to trip them up. Even when left behind on the job, the cloak will, after a few minutes, go out and return to its owner.
Bio: Cor has never really lacked anything in life. The youngest son to a very wealthy noble family, there were very little expectations of him and a great deal of chances for him to do whatever it was that he wanted. Perhaps because he was indulged so much, Cor very rapidly grew bored with his opulent life-style. He started going at night. Just casual walks without any of his usual escorts and finery. Slowly, he began to range farther and farther around his city, occasionally getting into trouble with the guards, occasionally having to break back into his own house. One day, he had enough of that life as well. His casual burglary and adventure had developed into a sort of obsession, and there was no longer any challenge where he was.
So he grabbed as much funds as he could carry, and set off a for a life of adventure. A life of wine, women and wealth. And eventually, he set his sights on the Land of the Vale.
Reason for going to the Vale: He went to the Vael for the adventure, for the chance at fabulous treasures and a chance to test out his skills in the most dangerous and exciting place there was. And the women certainly didn't hurt either.