Arvyn was from an ordinary race, not too strong and not too weak, with just enough history and strength to survive in the Midlands.
It was a race that lived mostly in desert regions, and they usually hunted what they lived on, following game across dry flats and rocky dunes where crops rarely lasted.
They weren't warriors, but they were all fighters by nature. They survived through hunting instead of farming, growing up with calloused hands, sharp instincts, and the habit of moving quietly in open land.
As for why Arvyn left her people and decided to join the Blood Sect, there was no proper reason. There was no tragedy or clear turning point that could be pointed to.
She grew up hunting animals for that day's dinner and even for breakfast. Along with that, she grew up with an appetite for blood, learning early that warm blood meant food, survival, and strength.
