Mar'khas Sol
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■ BIRTH NAME... Mar'khas Sol ■ RACE & CLAN... Miqo'te | Mixed ■ GENDER... Male ■ AGE & NAMEDAY... 20's | 1/18 ■ ORIENTATION... Demisexual | Biromantic ■ MARITAL STATUS... Single |
■ ORIGIN... Limsa Lominsa ■ CURRENT RESIDENCE... All Over ■ OCCUPATION... Performer, Agent of Fortune ■ PATRON DEITY... N/A ■ HEIGHT & WEIGHT... 5'2" (158.2cm) | 145lbs (67.1kg) ■ ALIGNMENT... Neutral Good |
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Some of these rumors are untrue, speculation, or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under the Player Character category! ◢ Common Rumors - Easily overheard. Use these freely!
◢ Uncommon Rumors - A little more difficult to hear. Use sparingly or ask first!
◢ Rare Rumors - Very rarely overheard. Please ask before using!
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. ◢ Player Character Rumors - Feel free to add rumors of your own!
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The Cub on the Dock
It was a cold night, the air heavy with fog from the ocean mist. Distant sounds of harbor bells rung through the air, gentle crashing of waves against the harbor clapped past the silence, and a crying sliced through it all, clear and loud. So loud, in fact, that it proved a good lure for a group of performers. An Elezen, two Lalafell, and a towering Roegadyn all approached the sound, coming from the end of the pier. There was a crate with a loosed top on the corner of the dock. The Roegadyn came close, pulling the top off and looking inside. A young Miqot'e cub, barely having grown his fur, lay crying amidst a pile of burlap and hempen cloth, wailing and sobbing. The others came near as the Roegadyn carefully lifted the cub out of the box, holding him as if he were some sort of unstable bomb. After a few moments of examination, He pulled the cub close, trying to keep him warm in his large arms, and said "... Mar'khas. That's a good name, ey?"
Raised Amongst Thieves and Bards
Mar'khas was raised by the Merlsaelz Theatre Troupe, a troupe of performers... or so they would have others think. Truly, they were thieves and informants for hire, using their performing skills as a cover for their true work. The group consisted of: Jeannpioux, a mysterious Pugilist who also knew the skills of dance; Momoni and Momosa Mokipa, sisters, bards, and skilled well in instruments and vocals, respectively; Ahldahn Bhaldbaen, a Roegadyn Marauder well versed in acting and plays of all sorts, and the leader of the troupe.
Together they raised the small cub they found on the docks as their own, naming him after a character in one of the plays they would preform. He was taught in the ways of dancing, singing, acting, and strings (primarily lute and fiddle). Originally, they did not intend on teaching him their battle arts, only in the arts of sneaking and stealing and conning, but through leaving him behind with Jacke, the leader of the Rogues Guild, as they went off on contracts, he inevitably learned to fight, anyway.
As he came of appropriate age, they began taking him with them on contracts, quickly finding that he was perfect for their kind of work. He fit right in, using his roguish charm to distract targets as the rest of the troupe did their true work, and eventually, he did the true work as they distracted. Quickly, he became an invaluable member of the troupe.
Setting Sails for Adventure
At the age of sixteen, Mar'khas was well aware of how he did not fit in with typical Seeker traditions, either in name or in culture. Curiosity had chewed at his mind his entire life, yearning to learn his true roots and heritage. Though he loved his troupe - his family - he yearned to find himself. And so, he asked to leave the troupe for a time. Ahldahn agreed, after giving him a whooping to prove he was ready for it. And so, Mar'khas left his home, which was not in Limsa Lominsa, nor in Ul'dah, nor in Gridania, but wherever his troupe may be.
The Sword of Bahamut
Mar'khas was hired to track down a sliver of Dalamud, the structure that held the primal Bahamut, which had been forged into a mighty sword. Upon tracking it down, he came into conflict with another who sought it out, and during their fight, the sword began to glow. A bright flash of light blinded Mar'khas, and when he awoke, he had no true recollection of what happened. All he knew is that the sword was gone, and so was the woman who he'd been fighting with. He assumed she'd won and taken the blade, and announced the contract as failed. He did not pursue it, due to some instinct in his mind telling him not to. It tears at his mind at night, giving him nightmares on the occasion, but as of yet, he has kept it a well-hidden secret.
Recent Events
- ● Mar'khas, on his travels, ran across an old face. A Paladin by the name of Ethri'a Valnyr. Of course, the first time they met, he'd swindled himself out of trouble and snuck away. This time, however, he was completely unprepared for the rather... interesting conversation he got. Of course, by the end of it, they'd downed enough booze to drop a coeurl, and Ethri'a was quite clearly the more affected of them, but Mar'khas found a strange enjoyment of the company. He snagged a parting gift.
- ● Less than a a few days later, Ethri'a returned for the item that had been stolen from him, ending up in a fun little exchange of banter.
- ● The next time Ethri'a and Mar'khas met, it was on less lighthearted terms. Mar'khas had been wounded on a job, and was hiding from thugs hunting him down in search of the item he'd stolen from them. Ethri'a displayed interesting power in healing Mar'khas' wounds through magic, though before he could ask, further, another Miqo'te, Teld're, spotted them. Mar'khas had to quickly hide his stolen goods on Ethri'a's advice, and go along with them into the near by bar for drinks. By the end of the night, everyone was well into their cups, and having a relatively good time, but Mar'khas had to slip away again to put more distance between himself and the thugs.
- ● Mar'khas discovered information about his biological father, and began to track him down. He found out that he was a Nunh, a member of the Jackal tribe, and a pirate. He gave all of this information to Ethri'a as well, albeit under the influence of quite a bit of alcohol, before passing out at the dock. When he woke up, Ethri'a was still by his side, and simply smiled, nodded, and walked away, apparently content that he was fine.
- ● During travels in the Shroud, Mar'khas heard strange rumors about Ethri'a's past. When he spoke to the Paladin about them in Ul'dah, he was met by a tense conversation and a distinct barrier over the topic. What little he found out, he swore to secrecy. Before more of the conversation could be had, Ethri'a's traveling companion, Little Shark, arrived, and the three went drinking rather than having a deeper conversation.
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