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Born to a matriarch and a respected horseman of the Tumet clan, Arvan is a pure-blooded Xaela. Having failed the traditional rite of passage into the tribe at the tender age of 10 summers, she remains consigned to her meaningless placeholder name <i>arvankhoër</i>, which translates to the number 'twelve'. Over the course of her life, interaction with Eorzeans would have the syllables in her name evenly split in such a way as to form a given name and surname - Arvan Khoer.
 
Born to a matriarch and a respected horseman of the Tumet clan, Arvan is a pure-blooded Xaela. Having failed the traditional rite of passage into the tribe at the tender age of 10 summers, she remains consigned to her meaningless placeholder name <i>arvankhoër</i>, which translates to the number 'twelve'. Over the course of her life, interaction with Eorzeans would have the syllables in her name evenly split in such a way as to form a given name and surname - Arvan Khoer.
  
<p>As a child, the condition of Arvan's health was constantly dictated by her tremendous metabolic levels, which led to a near-constant need for the upkeep of energy through food consumption. Though it was an ongoing subject of debate within the family and nomadic tribe whether she posed a liability on the tribe's resources, Arvan proved somewhat able to earn her keep. Trading her mammoth appetite for equally unwieldy physical strength, she was able to aid well in hunting and gathering under the careful supervision of her older brother, Zarga. Blind to the reluctant affection from her parents while being the pride of her brother, who believed the combination of her appetite and strength to be that of a 'champion', Arvan never wanted for love.</p>
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<p>As a child, the condition of Arvan's health was constantly dictated by her tremendous metabolic levels, which led to a near-constant need for the upkeep of energy through food consumption. Though it was an ongoing subject of debate within the family and nomadic tribe whether she posed a liability on the tribe's resources, Arvan made up for her mammoth appetite with equally unwieldy physical strength, and was able to aid well in hunting and gathering under the careful supervision of her older brother, Zarga. Blind to the reluctant affection of her parents while being the pride of her brother, who believed the combination of her appetite and strength to be that of a 'champion', Arvan never wanted for love.</p>
  
<p>Still, this faith alone was not enough to help her triumph the Tumet tribe's rite of passage. With puberty looming and her metabolic processes raging, the day Arvan was bound by rope to a tree and made to fight free should have have been the last sunset of her life. As things would have it, Zarga, who had his own grievances with their parents, slew their mother on the very same night before cutting Arvan free.</p>
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<p>This faith alone was not enough to help her triumph the Tumet tribe's rite of passage. With puberty looming and her metabolic processes raging, the day Arvan was bound by rope to a tree and made to fight free should have have been the last sunset of her life. As things would have it, Zarga, who had his own grievances with their parents, slew their mother on the very same night before cutting Arvan free.</p>
  
 
<p>Rescued from dehydration and starvation, Arvan found herself thrust into the surreal world of becoming the prey of her own kind. Joined by an 'outsider', Shaar, who had been raised by the Tumet as their own, she and Zarga fled north towards the mountains under the pursuit of their father, who would have their blood in return for the blood shed at home. With little time to lose and still less opportunity to compose herself as food became scarce within the icy mountains, Arvan proved herself dead weight and quickly fell ill, unable to acclimatize herself to the stark change of environment. With their father still hot on their trail, Zarga and Shaar were forced to light a campfire within a cave and leave her behind, hoping the best.</p>
 
<p>Rescued from dehydration and starvation, Arvan found herself thrust into the surreal world of becoming the prey of her own kind. Joined by an 'outsider', Shaar, who had been raised by the Tumet as their own, she and Zarga fled north towards the mountains under the pursuit of their father, who would have their blood in return for the blood shed at home. With little time to lose and still less opportunity to compose herself as food became scarce within the icy mountains, Arvan proved herself dead weight and quickly fell ill, unable to acclimatize herself to the stark change of environment. With their father still hot on their trail, Zarga and Shaar were forced to light a campfire within a cave and leave her behind, hoping the best.</p>
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<p>Two instances of repeating this lifestyle proved too much for Arvan, and even Shaar, who had become Zarga's blood brother. Loyal as they were to his strength and leadership, no longer did Zarga demonstrate the same love he had for his sister, focusing wholly instead on her utility as someone with valuable strength. During the third attempt to take advantage of a yet another small group of fellow Xaelas, the trio found themselves unfortunate enough to be caught in the crossfire between a violent clash between the large Jhungid and Kharlu tribes, with Zarga in the very midst of it. It was during this event that Shaar would take Arvan's hand and lead her out of the fray, deciding it was best for them to abandon the potential detriment that was her last real family.</p>
 
<p>Two instances of repeating this lifestyle proved too much for Arvan, and even Shaar, who had become Zarga's blood brother. Loyal as they were to his strength and leadership, no longer did Zarga demonstrate the same love he had for his sister, focusing wholly instead on her utility as someone with valuable strength. During the third attempt to take advantage of a yet another small group of fellow Xaelas, the trio found themselves unfortunate enough to be caught in the crossfire between a violent clash between the large Jhungid and Kharlu tribes, with Zarga in the very midst of it. It was during this event that Shaar would take Arvan's hand and lead her out of the fray, deciding it was best for them to abandon the potential detriment that was her last real family.</p>
  
<p>While Shaar disliked Arvan in the past, witnessing the way which Zarga eventually grew to disregard her led him to develop a strong brotherly, almost paternal instinct towards her. Although his own philosophies were relatively skewed, he took care to discover a better environment for Arvan's upbringing near the borders of Xaela lands, where contact with non-Au Ra was possible, and where he could teach her self-sustenance and management of her metabolism in peace. It was during this time that they met a wandering bard, whose interest in Arvan's strength and spear-hunting ability would be caught, and who would suggest she come under the tutelage of an acquaintance of his in Eorzea. Recognizing that she may have better uses for her strength but unable to decide such a thing for her, Shaar ultimately would not deny Arvan's request to let her cross the sea and see the west for herself.</p>  
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<p>While Shaar disliked Arvan in the past, witnessing the way which Zarga eventually grew to disregard her led him to develop a strong brotherly, almost paternal instinct towards her. Although his own philosophies were relatively skewed, he took care to discover a better environment for Arvan's upbringing near the borders of Xaela lands, where contact with non-Au Ra was possible, and where he could teach her self-sustenance and management of her metabolism in peace. It was during this time that they met a wandering bard, whose interest in Arvan's remarkable spear-hunting ability would be caught, and who would suggest she come under the tutelage of an acquaintance of his in Eorzea. Recognizing that she may have better uses for her strength but unable to decide such a thing for her, Shaar ultimately would not deny Arvan's request to cross the sea and see the west for herself.</p>  
 
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<p>Arvan first set foot upon Eorzean territory on her 17th nameday, arriving some moons into the grim wake of the Calamity. Finding few welcomes in the land she had heard many tales about, she pushed west towards Coerthas in search of a certain combat instructor introduced by a traveler she had met back in Othard. Though it was originally intended for her to fall under the care of this Ishgardian contact, misconceptions regarding the Au Ra bearing draconic heritage made her tenancy unwelcome. </p>
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<p>Arvan first set foot upon Eorzean territory on her 17th nameday, arriving some moons into the grim wake of the Calamity. Finding few welcomes in the land she had heard many tales about, she pushed west towards Coerthas in search of a combat instructor introduced by the traveler she had met back in Othard. Though it was originally intended for her to fall under the care of this contact, misconceptions regarding the Au Ra bearing draconic heritage made her tenancy unwelcome. </p>
  
 
<p>Taken aback by this Au Ra girl's draconic features and fearing scandal, the conservative instructor ultimately turned Arvan away despite acknowledging her demonstrated flair for wielding a lance. Made to turn to self-sustenance to make a living, it was not without a hunger that she left in search of greener pastures, as the 'artistry' of the Ishgardian dragoons' fighting style had hooked her fascination. All attempts to shake free of her interest, the instructor would later realize, are futile.</p>
 
<p>Taken aback by this Au Ra girl's draconic features and fearing scandal, the conservative instructor ultimately turned Arvan away despite acknowledging her demonstrated flair for wielding a lance. Made to turn to self-sustenance to make a living, it was not without a hunger that she left in search of greener pastures, as the 'artistry' of the Ishgardian dragoons' fighting style had hooked her fascination. All attempts to shake free of her interest, the instructor would later realize, are futile.</p>
  
<p>Displaced but fearless, perfectly armed with the necessary skills to provide for herself, Arvan chose to migrate throughout the Eorzean city-states in the spirit of wanderlust. Amid the gradual scramble to re-piece the integrity of the region from the outreach of the Battle of Carteneau, she showed neutrality towards the circumstances with her hermitic lifestyle. It was on occasion that she became a conversation topic among some civilians who would bear witness to her beast-slaying, or an errand she would run, though she would carry on abruptly, uncomfortable with the idea of garnering attention. In the recent couple of years, she has elected to situate herself more permanently within Gridania and, oddly enough, Coerthas, as if coming full circle.</p>
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<p>Displaced but fearless, armed with the necessary skills to provide for herself, Arvan chose to migrate throughout the Eorzean city-states in the spirit of wanderlust. Amid the gradual scramble to re-piece the integrity of the region from the outreach of the Battle of Carteneau, she showed neutrality towards the circumstances with her hermitic lifestyle. It was on occasion that she became a conversation topic among some civilians who would bear witness to her beast-slaying, or an errand she would run, though she would carry on abruptly, uncomfortable with the idea of garnering attention. In the recent couple of years, she has elected to situate herself more permanently within Gridania and, oddly enough, Coerthas, as if coming full circle.</p>
  
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<p>She has recently re-united with Shaar who, at her earnest plea, revealed the full story to her severance from the Tumet clan. Though grateful to him for all he has done, the two no longer stay together.</p>
  
 
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Arvan Khoer

"... I have got to eat."

A highly efficient delivery Au Ra. Transports everything in confidence, from the pet dogs of your sworn enemies* to rare odds and ends from the cadavers of primals**.

* The scope of her services do not extend to the elimination of political rivals.

** Your requests will be fulfilled anon. No questions asked.

Birthname Tsolmon Tumet [discarded]
Race Au Ra
Clan Xaela
Age 21
Nameday 18th Sun, 5th Astral Moon
Marital Status No Cares™
Occupation Professional culler; part-time tea-tender
Height 5'8"
Weight 132 ponze


About

Arvan is a Xaela denizen of Aldenard who resides in Gridania. Carrying out most of her work in Coerthas, she is known to some as a competent beastkin culler and to others an untrustworthy outcast. Though a subject of persecution within the Holy See proper, she remains relatively sought-after by merchants, taxidermists, and the wealthy upper class who elect the clandestine pursuit of precious pelts and rare game. Unemotional towards her work environment, Arvan can only be chanced upon in Ishgard once every 3 or 4 moons, but in recent years seems to have frequented the Coerthan central highlands, lending labor to the front lines of defense against dravanian hordes. It is unclear at whose behest she does so, having no known connections to the Ishgardian service.

Due to her absence in other habitable areas, it is commonly thought that during these times she seeks dwelling within Xelphatol, or in the pit of Witchdrop. (Neither of these is accurate.)

'Affectionately' type-cast with odd titles from associates (ex. 'courier woman', 'aevisbane', and the more derogatory 'scalekin',) she has come to act as something of a low-profile adventurer, known to occasionally join forces with journeying adventurers for a short-lived pack hunt. Though in no manner affiliated with Ishgard's chivalric Order of the Knights Dragoon, her prowess for hunting with a spear appears to bear close resemblance to techniques employed by its members.

Arvan was recently charged on suspicion of heresy within the domain of Ishgard, with an added count of contempt of the court after forgetting to attend her hearing, and was subject to a trial by combat. She seems to have come away from this experience no worse for wear.

Clothing

Arvan weathers the extreme cold of Calamity-impacted Coerthas by wearing a thick glacial coat, and in environments of mild or warmer weather, an ornate outfit paired with sandals and shorts to minimize encumbrance on her legs for ease of movement. A pair of sheathed knives, one for gutting and another for butchering, are always bound to her thigh, never used for anything but field dressing. She also prefers to keep the particularly dense scales on her neck concealed by turtleneck-type clothing to avoid drawing more attention than necessary.

Only when tasked with hunting dravanians, Spoken, and large beastkin is Arvan ever seen donning a proper suit of armor. It has been denounced as causing her to bear 'too much resemblance to an aevis' especially with her tail visible, but to all intents and purposes keeps her well-guarded. When necessary, she hides the striking glare of her irises, which has caused unrest among some of those witness to them, behind a sturdy steel eye-mask.

Voice

Arvan's voice can be referenced from that of Margaret (voiced by Marisha Ray) of Persona 4, as well as Magaret's alternate voice (Michelle Ann Dunphy.)

Quirks

  • Capable of eating like an animal going into hibernation, her metabolic rate never seems to drop. Though her appetite is satiable, her stomach is still as mysterious as the Void. Those familiar tend to find amusement in the reactions of others being initiated to the sheer amount Arvan can consume.
  • Has a distinct speech pattern, often using odd and somewhat goofy formality that has also served to keep her out of trouble. As she is illiterate and still communicates via translating words in her head from her mother language, her word use can be somewhat stiff.
  • Prone to staring if she finds something appealing about you (typically a piece of armor or jewelry,) but her 'resting bitch face' tends to create misunderstandings. Her admiration of someone is always pure, never misguided.

A taught nomad and lone wolf, Arvan often has trouble with forming close bonds and maintaining kinships. Confident only with self-preservation, she nonetheless strives to better her own strengths in order to extend protection to those of whom have requested it, as well as the precious few close to her heart. One restrictive insecurity of hers is the fear of causing ill to loved ones with her own shortcomings. Not nearly as stern as she tends to come off as, she is possessed of a tolerant and open mind, seeking understanding of all things novel and unfamiliar. At times, she demonstrates thoughtfulness with the most unexpected of approaches. Once self-effacing to a fault, Arvan is slowly learning to celebrate her triumphs - though there remains a rare impish and childish quality to her that she may never grow out of.

Her hardiness and bravery make her comfortable with solitude. As it is not very easy to affect her emotionally, however, Arvan's general oblivion towards the confidence people vest in her contributes to untimely absence when her strengths are required of her. Despite her muted kindness, she has few heroic qualities due to being somewhat unreliable as an '11th hour hero'.

She is, however, known to be 'territorial', stubbornly protective of those who accept her. Her competitive retaliation can come as a surprise to anyone and anything that threatens the safety of her and hers. Prone to stalking and striking when least anticipated, the scale of damage caused by her acts of vengeance can sometimes be exaggerated to a comical extent.

LIKES

Red meat
Ballads and epics; storytelling
Erudition, a quality she admires
Strength on par with/surpassing her own

DISLIKES

Heavy texts & learning; having to think too hard
Picky eaters
Liars
The size of her own tail (too fat? too thin?)

OTHER

Alignment: True neutral
Faults: Inconstant and elusive
Favorite Flavors: No particular preference
Favorite Color: The white of Raen scales

Prior to the Rite

Born to a matriarch and a respected horseman of the Tumet clan, Arvan is a pure-blooded Xaela. Having failed the traditional rite of passage into the tribe at the tender age of 10 summers, she remains consigned to her meaningless placeholder name arvankhoër, which translates to the number 'twelve'. Over the course of her life, interaction with Eorzeans would have the syllables in her name evenly split in such a way as to form a given name and surname - Arvan Khoer.

As a child, the condition of Arvan's health was constantly dictated by her tremendous metabolic levels, which led to a near-constant need for the upkeep of energy through food consumption. Though it was an ongoing subject of debate within the family and nomadic tribe whether she posed a liability on the tribe's resources, Arvan made up for her mammoth appetite with equally unwieldy physical strength, and was able to aid well in hunting and gathering under the careful supervision of her older brother, Zarga. Blind to the reluctant affection of her parents while being the pride of her brother, who believed the combination of her appetite and strength to be that of a 'champion', Arvan never wanted for love.

This faith alone was not enough to help her triumph the Tumet tribe's rite of passage. With puberty looming and her metabolic processes raging, the day Arvan was bound by rope to a tree and made to fight free should have have been the last sunset of her life. As things would have it, Zarga, who had his own grievances with their parents, slew their mother on the very same night before cutting Arvan free.

Rescued from dehydration and starvation, Arvan found herself thrust into the surreal world of becoming the prey of her own kind. Joined by an 'outsider', Shaar, who had been raised by the Tumet as their own, she and Zarga fled north towards the mountains under the pursuit of their father, who would have their blood in return for the blood shed at home. With little time to lose and still less opportunity to compose herself as food became scarce within the icy mountains, Arvan proved herself dead weight and quickly fell ill, unable to acclimatize herself to the stark change of environment. With their father still hot on their trail, Zarga and Shaar were forced to light a campfire within a cave and leave her behind, hoping the best.

Strangely enough, it was within some hours that the boys returned with food, fresh meat, in tow. Drifting in and out of consciousness, Arvan gratefully fed, and woke up two days later to both Zarga and Shaar still at her side, looking no worse for wear. It would not be until much later in her life that she would be given straight answers as to why they were finally free from her father's pursuit, or why they were even being pursued in the first place. Accepting the orphaned life, Arvan spent the following 7 years of her life drifting the Azim steppes under the care of her saviors.

After the Rite

With increasingly twisted and violent Zarga acting as their leader and each child being a champion of hunting in their own rights, the trio began resorting to a capricious lifestyle of survival by assimilating into whichever small tribes were kind enough to accept them, only to turn upon them eventually through vicious marauding.

Two instances of repeating this lifestyle proved too much for Arvan, and even Shaar, who had become Zarga's blood brother. Loyal as they were to his strength and leadership, no longer did Zarga demonstrate the same love he had for his sister, focusing wholly instead on her utility as someone with valuable strength. During the third attempt to take advantage of a yet another small group of fellow Xaelas, the trio found themselves unfortunate enough to be caught in the crossfire between a violent clash between the large Jhungid and Kharlu tribes, with Zarga in the very midst of it. It was during this event that Shaar would take Arvan's hand and lead her out of the fray, deciding it was best for them to abandon the potential detriment that was her last real family.

While Shaar disliked Arvan in the past, witnessing the way which Zarga eventually grew to disregard her led him to develop a strong brotherly, almost paternal instinct towards her. Although his own philosophies were relatively skewed, he took care to discover a better environment for Arvan's upbringing near the borders of Xaela lands, where contact with non-Au Ra was possible, and where he could teach her self-sustenance and management of her metabolism in peace. It was during this time that they met a wandering bard, whose interest in Arvan's remarkable spear-hunting ability would be caught, and who would suggest she come under the tutelage of an acquaintance of his in Eorzea. Recognizing that she may have better uses for her strength but unable to decide such a thing for her, Shaar ultimately would not deny Arvan's request to cross the sea and see the west for herself.

Eorzea-bound

Arvan first set foot upon Eorzean territory on her 17th nameday, arriving some moons into the grim wake of the Calamity. Finding few welcomes in the land she had heard many tales about, she pushed west towards Coerthas in search of a combat instructor introduced by the traveler she had met back in Othard. Though it was originally intended for her to fall under the care of this contact, misconceptions regarding the Au Ra bearing draconic heritage made her tenancy unwelcome.

Taken aback by this Au Ra girl's draconic features and fearing scandal, the conservative instructor ultimately turned Arvan away despite acknowledging her demonstrated flair for wielding a lance. Made to turn to self-sustenance to make a living, it was not without a hunger that she left in search of greener pastures, as the 'artistry' of the Ishgardian dragoons' fighting style had hooked her fascination. All attempts to shake free of her interest, the instructor would later realize, are futile.

Displaced but fearless, armed with the necessary skills to provide for herself, Arvan chose to migrate throughout the Eorzean city-states in the spirit of wanderlust. Amid the gradual scramble to re-piece the integrity of the region from the outreach of the Battle of Carteneau, she showed neutrality towards the circumstances with her hermitic lifestyle. It was on occasion that she became a conversation topic among some civilians who would bear witness to her beast-slaying, or an errand she would run, though she would carry on abruptly, uncomfortable with the idea of garnering attention. In the recent couple of years, she has elected to situate herself more permanently within Gridania and, oddly enough, Coerthas, as if coming full circle.

She has recently re-united with Shaar who, at her earnest plea, revealed the full story to her severance from the Tumet clan. Though grateful to him for all he has done, the two no longer stay together.

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COMMON RUMORS

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MODERATE RUMORS

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RARE RUMORS

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PC RUMORS

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Notes ❧

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In-Game ❧

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Outgoing Links ❧

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