[Medium Sized Model - 25mm Base]
[Presupported in 32mm & 75mm scale]
A Nosmeni who has been brought along as a guest to witness the occasion by Markamin. Though most the Tharameni protested his presence, he used his leverage from his involvement with repelling Nosmarka’s invasion of Velandria, scoring himself a chair to watch, sitting alongside the angelic Selvaneri. Little is he aware that the Tharameni would later decide him to be one of their combatants, since he was after all a champion who defended Velandria.
One of few noble-lineage Nosmeni to walk upon Tharador, Xarvir Barikdral was born within the echoes of the Ninth Reverie, the Reverie of Misfortune. He was destined for a life of decadence as the heir to a powerful Devil Duke who ruled a large swathe of land and subjects in the Reverie. The weight of his preordained fate weighed heavy on him; the whispers of deceit, the overwhelming pressure to fulfil dark prophecies, and the insatiable greed of the Abyss made him yearn for a life free from its malevolent grasp. Rather than assume his birthright and rule a domain of despair, Xarvir made a perilous choice, risking his very soul to escape the Nocturnal Abyss and make his mark in the realm of Tharador.
In Tharador, he shed the dark mantle of his lineage and became an enigma in the bustling streets of Belfrie. His sudden rise within the Belfrian Merchant League drew murmurs, but no one could contest the success of his ventures. Establishing flourishing businesses across the vast kingdom, Xarvir emerged as a paragon of commerce. Yet, none could fathom the source of his uncanny acumen: a simple, unassuming copper coin that guided his every move. This coin, reminiscent of his ties to the Abyss, became his constant companion, influencing choices that seemed mad to outsiders. Would he trust an unproven entrepreneur with all his wealth? The coin would decide. Would he expose a deceiver and seize their ill-gotten gains? Again, the coin’s whims dictated.
It was these whims of fate that drove Xarvir to act when his homeland of the Nocturnal Abyss invaded his new home in Velandria. Though many of his neighbours were quick to accuse him and his kin of evils that spurred on the infernal invasion, Xarvir was one of those who organised the city’s defenders. His insider knowledge of the workings of the Abyss coupled with his filled coffers proved invaluable in exercising the demons from the city, closing their gates for good. Though the Selvaneri were still suspicious of him, they thanked him nonetheless. It was this event that made Markamin, the divine of chaos and fortune, think it would be quite the rib-tickler to summon Xarvir to the Divine Crucible as an esteemed guest. Yet the whims of fate would sway against Xarvir this time, as the teams were short by one with a contestant refusing to participate, leaving Xarvir to be forced to fight in his stead.