The Broken Claw
Marce 'Marcus' Prumathe
A picture tells a thousand words, so my bio is roughly 30% of a picture, right?
Marcus, real name Marce Prumathe is a human male in his mid-twenties (~25, he doesn’t know exactly). He is of slightly below average height and is recognisable as having come from the Dragon Isles due to his dark skin and pale blue eyes. He has black hair with a slight wave to it that goes down to just above his shoulders. Has a lithe build due to years spent helping out on trading vessels (being well toned, but not quite possessing the muscles associated with someone who did the heavy lifting). His chest and stomach are covered in numerous small scars and a single large scar on his right chest, though they seem unnaturally faded. He also has a tattoo on his left shoulder of a bizarre crest, though he always keeps it hidden.
Marcus’ clothing is recognisable as the wardrobe of a trader, but outside of when he’s actually trading, he tends to ditch the bulkier parts of the outfit in favour of dressing light so as not to restrict his movement, often wearing a robe over it to help conceal his identity if necessary. He also owns some more appropriately high-class clothes that he wears on more formal occasions. In general, he tends towards darker shades, but has a preference for green highlights on his more expensive clothing (including his robe).
Marcus is able to put up a front as a friendly trader, or able to act respectfully in front of nobility, but is ultimately quite a quiet and cautious man. He’s very slow to form anything more than a professional relationship with people and is very reluctant to talk in detail about his past, or his real feelings on anything (in no small part due his experiences on the islands.)
Marce grew up on one of the many Dragon Isles to the South-East of The Claw. On this particular island, the inhabitant’s emotions were thrown out of control by strange, seasonal magic (?)
After a series of incidents, a fifteen year old Marce escaped the island on a makeshift boat. Before this course of action lead to dying of starvation drifting alone on the sea, he was miraculously picked up by a merchant ship. For the next five years, Marcus served on this ship, gaining knowledge of the Claw and taking the more familiar sounding name Marcus.
After the death of the merchant ships captain, Marcus left the ship and began to set himself up as an independent trader in Queensport, quickly working his way up to owning his own ship and traveling the Claw.
This all ended about a year ago, when what seems to have been a freak accident with the cargo he was transporting for a fellow merchant destroyed his ship, rendering him stuck in Queensport once again. Here, Marcus used his contacts in the Broken Claw guild to join up and hope to once again earn the money he needs to sail the seas once more