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HRÁVANIS-CÁNO, (RHONES)
(TW: TRIGGER WARNINGS IF APPLICABLE.)
BASIC INFORMATION
OCCUPATION Honour-Guard of the High King, Commander
BIRTHDATE Year 1070 of the Trees
BIRTHPLACE Cuiviénen
NATIONALITY Noldorin (tatyarin/Minyarin)
RELIGION None
HEIGHT 7'
FACECLAIM Robin Wright
GENDER & PRONOUNS female / she.
ORIENTATION Lesbian
She was born Hráva. Long before Quenya held enough refinement for gendered terms. As one of the first children to ever be born of mother in Middle Earth, Hráva recieved the first love of a mother and father, the first growth from a child to a woman. The tribes of the Tatyarin, Minyarin and Nelyarin were ever delighting together in the beauty and joy that came with the discovery of children. But from the very moment of birth, Hráva was not to be contained. She ran wild, climbing and discovering and swimming Cuivinien's depths. She was wild, hence her name.

But she was not young nor innocent long. Hráva was of the first elves to know fear, and anger. She took up such rudimentary weapons as they could and was one of the first to fight against the darkness, lead by her Chieftain. She saw the Lord Orome arrive, was fearful of him until he returned to battle alongside them. She saw the ambassadors to Valinor leave and return, drawing them away west with their tales of peace and prosperity. Finwe was glorious, Hráva believed in him. And so she pledged to him her protection, and all Kings of their people from then on.

But the peace of Valinor did not sit well with her, the chokehold of the Valar's influence so tight she felt it might choke her. Why was her love so much lesser, so unnatural? What about her did they so wish to change? Even whilst the days of Valinor were peaceable, she felt the itch of anger in her heart and felt keenly the fury of Feanor. In rage, she fought her way out of Valinor, incensed into harsh action at the kinslaying and sailing with her High King across the sea, to Middle Earth.
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DETAILED CANON FOR HRAVANIS

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So everyone’s always super precious about their swords right? Elven swords are named, they have a recorded history, well cared for, considered the very best you can get.

Well Hrava sees your ‘sword worship’ and doesn’t give a single shit. She loses swords regularly. And I don’t mean just normal swords, I mean she will be given swords forged by the best smiths of that era, from Hithlum to Nargothrond to Gondolin and she will just LEAVE them places. In a Balrog, perhaps drop it to dodge out of the way, perhaps lose it down a chasm, heck she tosses swords when they get a little battered and she doesn’t have time to fix them.

It isn’t as though she’s truly reckless with her weaponry, she tries to maintain it, she’s a metalsmith in her own right. However she might not have access to a forge, the right materials, sometimes taking a new sword is simply more practical than fixing this one. Even if the one she has was forged in Gondolin and the replacement is a shortsword from Gondor. They’re all sharp pieces of metal to her. Useful, she can see the better craftmanship, but that doesn’t help when she has to go to war the next day, does it? 

Needless to say, this distresses a lot of Loremasters and Historians alike. An agony to consider how many priceless and incredibly pieces of smith work were lost to her practicality.
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There is this inherrent melancholy and sadness that Hrava essentially suffers from the beginning of the Second Age and onward. And it hurts me thinking about it, I think about the pain she goes through and I feel sad!!

Because after everything, after the death and horror of leaving Aman, after suffering under Morgoth’s tyranny but never ceding to his will, after fighting and fighting and fighting to FINALLY be free of the yoke of Valarian influence, her people suddenly decided to just turn around and go back. 

Like watching freed slaves return happily back to their dominators, like watching an Orc freed of it’s corruption and returned to the elf it had been willingly decided to go back to it’s non-life. Thats what it feels like to her, when she watches her friends step onto those ships, smiling, they look relieved. And she can hardly stand it, what the hell had it all been for? This was their HOME, this place was where they had always meant to stay and they’d finally returned, they’d fought for a home and they’d finally gotten it and now? Thats it? Suddenly they’re going back?

When, she asks, did everyone forget why they left in the first place? When did Feanor’s name turn from a beacon of freedom to something spat in the dirt? How could they have forgotten all that he saved them from? When did her entire people lose this massive chunk of their emotional history? Why won’t anyone listen? She’s shocked when she first hears of it, it’s madness and it makes her hate the Valar even more. Perhaps it’s because she was born in Middle Earth as one of the first elves but she doesn’t feel the longing, not in the same way as her kin. And what little she does feel she rejects in disgust. 

And herein lies her odd dichotomy. Hrava feels like a freed captive, repressed no longer. And yet she is also a bastion, a pillar of a tyrannical Empire, the Noldorin invaded Sindarin lands but all she can see is that she was taking back the lands stolen from them, finally. 

And so, even before the Third Age, she’s made the committed decision. She will remain in Middle Earth and diminish as the earth sees fit. She can grow old and die, it is no great burden. But leaving that which she loved first? She could never. She is still grateful to be free.
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My canon for Valinor, the Elven longing and various other things is perhaps a little different to others so I’ll write it out here. 

Logically to me, the Elves had no way of easily and voluntarily leaving Valinor. Literal Gods, divine beings of creation are telling you it is best to stay. It is supposedly a paradise, no strife or distress to be found, but we know full well this isn’t true. How could you possibly consider leaving?

So the Valar and Valinor itself, I’d say, has a kind of magical influence over the mind. A kind of drugging effect that makes you content, complacent, in a kind of haze. Narratively speaking this works considering the only thing that could break them out of this was both the arrival of Morgoth tainting the land and Feanor’s voice and sheer fire of being. 

So when Hravanis says she defends and follows Feanor because he ‘freed’ them, that is exactly what she means. She is free to live her life how she chooses because of his actions, no matter how terrible some of them were. 
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The Avari of Cuivienen had no notion of right or wrong, they were born new and ready to form their own understandings of the world. They did not have pre-existing notions of love or marriage and so as long as people were happy, they were content. Hrava grew up happily loving girls. She had crushes on girls, a lot of girls had crushes on her, she had lovers and heartbreaks and most everyone knew about it. 

It wasn’t until they were taken to Valinor and the Valar’s influence was felt that she encountered any issues. She had never been secretive, so by the time people began to believe lesbians somehow erroneous, there was no way for her to be subtle or hide herself. Most already knew. Even she herself was somehow persuaded that her preferences, her feelings, were not for the good of all. How can you argue with Gods? 

She chose celibacy, a private decision and yet one everyone around her knew about. This was considered honourable, acceptable, the right thing to do. However, once the Valar’s influence had been dulled for her, once she started questioning the whys, the fury of all her oppressed years in Valinor exploded. She lost so much of herself, her loves, her relationships to their backward thinking and she hates them for it. 

And she also lost the guaruntee of acceptance. The Noldor may have fled Valinor but its effects were still felt afterwards. Hrava was determined to be free, but many amongst her considered her wrong, faithless, broken, abhorrent. She lost many friends and was excluded from many circles, Lords barred her from seeing their daughters. She was even called dangerous, predatory, by some. But she lived with this, it was a small price to pay for freedom and she refused outright to return to her old repressive ways no matter how much it hindered her. 
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