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| − | | gender = Female
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| − | | citizenship = Ala Mhigan, technically speaking.
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| − | | race = Hyur
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| − | | clan = Highlander
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| − | | stat_1 = Age
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| − | | stat_1_value = 25
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| − | | stat_3 = Occupation
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| − | | stat_3_value = Sellsword/walking blunt instrument
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| − | | stat_5 = Orientation
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| − | | stat_5_value = Homosexual
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| − | | stat_6 = Relatives
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| − | | stat_6_value = Egilhard Martell (Father)
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| − | Sieglinde "Redhands" Martell (Mother, deceased)
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| − | Ragnhild Richter (Sister)
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| − | Gerlach Richter (Brother-in-law)
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| − | Eydis Richter (Niece)
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| − | Lothar Richter (Nephew)
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| − | Asta Martell (Sister)
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| − | Solveig Martell (Sister, estranged)
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| − | (Still under construction. It's a process, folks.)
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| − | ''"What, you want something witty? From me? Think you're asking the wrong person."''
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| − | ===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===
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| − | A friendly oaf and nothing more. At least, at first glance. On the surface, Arcian seems to be naught but a fairly good-natured Highlander of no real note. This, however, is not entirely accurate; she has brains to go with her brawn, though she takes pains not to reveal the extent of her perceptiveness and competence. The finesse and savagery she learned during her time in the Ala Mhigan Resistance still remains, though cloaked by good humor and carefully contained.
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| − | The facade is not entirely false, however.
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| − | ===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===
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| − | Arcian cuts an imposing figure even among her fellow Highlanders. She easily passes the six-fulm mark and towers over most other Hyur women. Broad-shouldered and well-muscled, she looks as though she'd be best suited to delivering beatings to unruly drunks. Hers is a strong-featured face, with a chiseled jawline, generous lips, and a nose that seems to have been broken at least once. With her somewhat masculine build, relatively flat chest, and apparent lack of curves, she is rather androgynous in appearance, and has been mistaken for a man far more often than she cares to admit.
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| − | Her eyes are a fierce blue, like glacier ice.
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| − | For the most part, Arcian eschews armor, barring light leathers. Her preferences run to loose shirts and trousers, favoring mobility over protection. Though seemingly not overly concerned with appearances, she does make one concession to vanity; her earlobes are pierced with a pair of worn, unassuming silver rings.
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| − | ====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;"> Physical Appearance</div>====
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| − | [[File: RC headshot.jpg|thumbnail|right|Arcian as of roughly six moons ago. (By [[Rei'li Niraj]].)]]
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| − | : <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Build:''' Athletic, with strongly defined musculature.
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| − | : <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Height:''' Six fulms, four ilms.
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| − | : <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Weight:''' Roughly two hundred ponze.
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| − | : <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Skin tone:''' Reasonably fair for a Highlander.
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| − | : <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Hair Color:''' Golden blonde.
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| − | : <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Hairstyle:''' Frequently tied back in a ponytail or, more rarely, hanging loose around her shoulders.
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| − | : <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Eye Color:''' Blue.
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| − | : <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Voice:''' Contralto, occasionally sliding down into outright gruffness.
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| − | Under her carefully maintained veneer of goodwill, Arcian is not terribly trusting. Past experiences have conditioned her not to open her heart to all and sundry. While she does genuinely love the people she's close to, she's guarded despite her apparent good nature, and generally will not render herself emotionally vulnerable barring exceptional circumstances, a close bond, or both.
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| − | Her insecurities run deep, especially about her appearance; she thinks of herself as brutish and grotesque, wholly undesirable, and a joke. The world has not been kind to her in matters of the heart, and she still expects any attempt at intimacy to be thrown back in her face in a gale of scornful laughter. Consequently, she is not one given to flirtation or lasciviousness, or public displays of affection beyond the minor and innocuous. Her inclinations, too, have caused her grief. She views her preference for the company of women as something abnormal, though she does not enjoy the thought of attempting to change it, and it is with some lingering guilt over her orientation that she strives to be a loving, supportive partner to Brave.
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| − | In truth, she is not so easygoing as she strives to appear. Lurking beneath her initial friendliness is a volcanic and disturbingly violent temper. While it is no longer as easy to provoke as it once was, the potential for explosive, destructive rage still lies within her, and she devotes considerable time and effort to controlling it so as not to appear a threat. It has reared its head in recent sennights, despite her best efforts.
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| − | <div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>'''Likes'''</center></div>
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| − | : <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Garleans and Garlean sympathizers.
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| − | : <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Slights to her homeland or bloodline.
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| − | : <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Morbols.
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| − | : <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Arrogance and the condescension towards her it begets.
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| − | : <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Oathbreakers and traitors.
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| − | : <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Any attempt to present seaweed as actual food.
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| − | : <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Being given orders by anyone she sees as unqualified.
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| − | : <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Sand.
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| − | : <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Firearms.
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| − | : <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Food'': If it was formerly part of an animal, Arcian will likely devour it with gusto.
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| − | : <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Drink'': Ale. Or mead. Or whiskey. Or wine...
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| − | : <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Place'': The floating city of Nym. [[Graeham Ridgefield]] guided Arcian and [[Reima Awen]] through La Noscea to its shattered, overgrown ruins on the day they first met, and since then, it's become her preferred place to retreat and think.
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| − | : <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Color'': Sky blue.
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| − | : <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Animal'': Anything furry and willing to be played with. More specifically, Philippe, a lesser panda belonging to an Ishgardian friend. Arcian frequently ends up looking after the beast when his owner is otherwise occupied.
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| − | ===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Biography</div>===
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| − | ====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Before the Calamity</div>====
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| − | ====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Present Day</div>====
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| − | <div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''Rumors''</center></div></span></h3>
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| − | ''Anyone whom Arcian has interacted with may feel free to add a rumor under PC rumors if they are so inclined.''
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| − | <div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
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| − | : <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Wait, that's a woman?"
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| − | : <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "She comes into the Bismarck once a cycle with a scholarly sort of fellow. He looks twice her age; I have to wonder what she's up to with him."
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| − | : <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Oh, that one? I suppose she's decent enough. Polite, for a Highlander. Not like those thugs in Pearl Lane."
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| − | : <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Twelve, look at her. Big as an ogre and probably about as smart."
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| − | : <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Say, isn't that Martell? I bet on her once, when she used to fight in the ring; she punched a Duskwight so hard in the first round, he blacked out and dropped like a sack of popotoes. Won me a few hundred gil that night."
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| − | : <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Aye, we used to see Egilhard and his brood in Hawkers' Alley every so often about eight, nine cycles ago. Now it's just him. Guess his girls grew up and moved on, but what happened to his wife?"
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| − | : <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "Used to be that one was always spoiling for a fight. A real hellion when she was young, you get me? But she went away to gods-know-where near seven cycles ago, and when she came back after the Calamity...she'd changed. Got calmer - less likely to lock horns. Something must've happened to her, but hells if I know what."
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| − | : <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "M'friend N'galzeh pierced her ears for her when she came back to Limsa. He looked fit to piss himself after she left; said it was the way she looked at him, like there'us summat under the surface trying not to explode. But eh, he's fulla shite like that normally, the dramatic little bastard. Y'know how it is with Miqo'te."
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| − | : <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "I ran into her out near Summerford while some Yellowjackets were doing target practice. You should've seen her when the first volley of rifles went off; she flinched and tried to pass it off as nothing. Weird shite."
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| − | : <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "Who th' hells told ye to ask about her? Little birdie flutter down on yer shoulder and go, "Gee, lassie, sure'd be nice if'n ye went and asked ol' Zwynskaet about his Mhigan friend!" 'Cause if'n I see yon little birdie, I'll shoot it out the soddin' sky for fillin' yer head wi' that shite. Don't fuckin' ask, y'hear me? None a' yer business. Now go on, piss off."
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| − | : <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She likes to say she's not a good fighter, but I saw her knock somebody out with their own helmet. She's quick, and brutally efficient. Wouldn't see it coming from someone so friendly." " - [[Striding Oak]]
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| − | : <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "I actually feel sorry for anyone who has to deal with her fists. Anyone stupid enough to enrage her definitely deserves a swift order of uh, what's the phrase...'Knuckle Sandwich?'" - [[Septhaja Hellebore]]
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| − | : <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She has proven to be a reliable ally and has been friendlier than many I have met during my travels. I hear she is quite the skilled combatant though she is wise enough to stay her hand and avoid picking fights where none are needed." -[[Graeham Ridgefield]]
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| − | : <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Oh, don't let her tell you that she's only some 'great lout who's only good for punching things', yes? She's a warrior when she needs to be, that's true, but...she's a stout heart to match her strength, and it's goodness, loyalty, and love that drive her." -[[Reima Awen]]
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| − | : <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>
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| − | : <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''[[Brave Horizon]]''' : To Arcian, Brave has gone from acquaintance to comrade to lover over the course of almost a full cycle, and the surest way to draw her ire is to threaten her partner. With fierceness comes genuine affection, however; in Arcian's mind, there is no one she could be more fortunate to be loved by. The two of them are ardently devoted to each other. If anyone can truly be said to possess Arcian's heart, it's Brave.
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| − | : <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> '''[[Eliane Dufresne]]''' : In the initial few sennights of her work in the Holy See, Arcian was rather out of her element; she knew no one, and seemed to be viewed by most as naught but yet another thuggish sellsword. A chance encounter with the heiress of House Dufresne changed that. Ellie has proven to be a lady of tremendous intellect and business acumen, and also surprisingly deep empathy. Arcian holds her in high esteem. Recent events have made her greatly concerned for her friend's welfare, however, and of late, the two can more often than not be seen together as Ellie goes about her business in Ishgard with Arcian trailing watchfully behind.
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| − | : <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> '''[[Reima Awen]]''' : Reima seems to have a way of endearing herself to all and sundry, and Arcian is no exception to the rule. The little Midlander has tangled herself in Arcian's good graces by dint of charm and earnest goodwill. Despite Arcian's misgivings about Reima's romantic entanglement with Ser Draco Nobis, she wishes her nothing but the best, and quietly thinks of her as a little sister.
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| − | : <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> '''[[Brynhilde Wulf]]''' : Brynhilde commands Arcian's respect for both her leadership of their free company and her commitment to honorable conduct. Her past inspires some unease in the younger Highlander, however, and between that and their shared tendency towards emotional reservation, there is a distance between them that has yet to be wholly breached. Despite this, Arcian trusts Brynhilde with her life, and privately laments the friction between her and Brave.
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| − | : <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Chip Wayman]]''' : When Arcian discovered a goblin-masked urchin lounging in Cliffperch's kitchen and gorging himself on their finest rolanberry jam, she would not have imagined herself as harboring anything more than pity for the little brat at any point in time. She turned out to be entirely wrong. Chip has endeared himself to her, and has applied himself to being her student with remarkable zest. He openly aspires to be a Fist of Rhalgr, a desire that Arcian views with mingled uncertainty and flustered, tentative pride.
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| − | : <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Juleaux Dufresne]]''' : Eliane's brother and a man who is entirely too clever for his own good. Arcian respects Jules' gift for remaining profoundly unimpressed by catastrophe and finds herself amused by his dry wit. She has not seen him of late, and wonders if he is alright, wherever he is.
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| − | : <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Graeham Ridgefield]]''' : A half-blooded Garlean and, surprisingly, one of the most upright people Arcian knows. The concept of noble knighthood seems to ring true for Graeham, and he cleaves to its ideals in his diplomatic dealings; events of late have seemingly left him shaken, though, and it is with no small amount of concern that Arcian watches him draw away from their company. Still, she views him as a good man, and finds herself mentally adding, "You know, for a halfbreed," less and less.
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| − | : <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Reiner Dorn]]''' : While she addresses him as nobility strictly out of politeness and societal expectation, Arcian thinks very highly of her fellow Mhigan exile. Herr Dorn, as she calls him, has done much for their people and seems to expect nothing in return. For that, Arcian affords him great respect.
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| − | : <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Martiallais Heuloix]]''' : Despite his apparently heartfelt exasperation with the relative disorganization of her company, Martiallais has proven himself to be an honorable man and a skilled combatant, and thus has Arcian's goodwill and respect. (It helps, of course, that Eliane is fond of him.) To her, he is truly worthy of the mantle of knighthood.
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| − | You might know Arcian if:
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| − | : <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you had an interest in the bare-knuckle boxing circuit in Limsa Lominsa around 1570-1571.
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| − | : <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you were involved with the Ala Mhigan Resistance between 1571 and 1574, or were familiar with Sieglinde Redhands, a particularly brutal Resistance leader.
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| − | : <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you've been in need of a guard or bouncer in Limsa Lominsa from 1574-1578.
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| − | : <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if, in the past six moons, you've required the services of any sort of mercenary in the greater Thanalan area.
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| − | : <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> This character is on the Balmung server.
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| − | : <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> I'm on the RPC as Arcian, if you want to contact me there.
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| − | : <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> My Tumblr is arcianmartell.
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| − | : Original template by [[Bancroft Gairn]], using modifications from an older version of that template as seen on the page for [[Valerie Vaulefort]], and totally borrowed from [[Reima Awen]] with her permission.
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