A brief history of Marceline according to her brother Fezzik.
She began her life on the mainland, in the walls of Zora. Running around aimlessly and perpetually confused thanks to the potent Thinking Moss available on the black market. Times were hard for Marceline, she had no dappers, she had a blossoming addiction and she didn't know her way around at all.
One day she noticed a flyer pinned to the Zora notice board. It read:
'Come one, come all to the Mayhem party! Free treks available for a limited time only. 46% chance of survival without injury - that's 10% higher than last year!
Post your name on this flyer or send an Izam to Ghuiss to reserve your place.
This seemed like a good idea to Marceline, what did she have to lose? Nothing.
The trek went well and the average survival percentage of Mayhem's treks went up, but Marceline gained something other than a sense of direction on this trek, she also gained a guild.
A homin by the the name of Zorahih invited her to join the guild he was in. Marceline accepted wearily, she had been told about invites of this nature but he seemed nice enough and what did marceline have to lose? That's right. Nothing.
Sadly, that was the last she saw of Ghuiss and his Mayhem treks but strangely, it was also the last time she saw Zorahih for he disappeared, never to be seen again.
The guild Marceline has joined was named Atysian Templars, a fledgling guild based in Thesos, that contained a small number of Homins. The leader was named Lerya, a fiery Fyros Homina with a thirst for truth and a taste for beer.
Marceline enjoyed many moons under Lerya's guidance and the two went on many adventures all over atys. Lerya's teachings were valuable to a young Marceline who learned and honed a number of techniques she still uses to this day. But as so often happens, Homins' mindsets change and the two parted ways. Marceline left the Templars in search of other truths and meanings to life.
Disappointed in the teachings of the Kami and the Karavan and feeling ever more distant, Marceline set about causing a ruckus among the powers that be. She became quit hated in the cities and with the factions, but she was pleased with herself. She no longer accepted their lies as truth and nor did she need to be liked by any government. She was free.
She found herself back in the Witherings where she met some oddly charismatic Homins by the name of Talkirc and Eruv. These two homins were clearly on a different path to what Marceline had seen before. They were more than happy to run around and simply see what they could find.
Together with Talkirc, eruv and two Homins named Ember and Suboxide, Marceline helped form a group called The Cookies. A group of like-minded individuals that met in secret away from their respective guilds and faction lords.
Life went on for years this way, training her skills and helping others. As time passed, Marceline felt the need to have somewhere to call home. She knew Suboxide always spoke highly of his guild and how they were a home for the outcasts and unloved.
Marceline decided to take the plunge and apply to become a member.
She had spoken extensively with Suboxide about an organisation known as The Marauders. Intrigued, she introduced herself the Sage outside of the Marauder camp and spoke with her about the organisation. Liking what she heard, she enlisted the help of a well known Marauder Homina by the name of Seralee. Together they completed the necessary steps for Marceline to gain the trust of other Marauders of Atys.
And so it was, Marceline - a newly accepted Marauder - went about her following days under the protection of a guild full of miscreants, slackers, alcoholics, and thoroughly decent Homins.
She began her life on the mainland, in the walls of Zora. Running around aimlessly and perpetually confused thanks to the potent Thinking Moss available on the black market. Times were hard for Marceline, she had no dappers, she had a blossoming addiction and she didn't know her way around at all.
One day she noticed a flyer pinned to the Zora notice board. It read:
'Come one, come all to the Mayhem party! Free treks available for a limited time only. 46% chance of survival without injury - that's 10% higher than last year!
Post your name on this flyer or send an Izam to Ghuiss to reserve your place.
This seemed like a good idea to Marceline, what did she have to lose? Nothing.
The trek went well and the average survival percentage of Mayhem's treks went up, but Marceline gained something other than a sense of direction on this trek, she also gained a guild.
A homin by the the name of Zorahih invited her to join the guild he was in. Marceline accepted wearily, she had been told about invites of this nature but he seemed nice enough and what did marceline have to lose? That's right. Nothing.
Sadly, that was the last she saw of Ghuiss and his Mayhem treks but strangely, it was also the last time she saw Zorahih for he disappeared, never to be seen again.
The guild Marceline has joined was named Atysian Templars, a fledgling guild based in Thesos, that contained a small number of Homins. The leader was named Lerya, a fiery Fyros Homina with a thirst for truth and a taste for beer.
Marceline enjoyed many moons under Lerya's guidance and the two went on many adventures all over atys. Lerya's teachings were valuable to a young Marceline who learned and honed a number of techniques she still uses to this day. But as so often happens, Homins' mindsets change and the two parted ways. Marceline left the Templars in search of other truths and meanings to life.
Disappointed in the teachings of the Kami and the Karavan and feeling ever more distant, Marceline set about causing a ruckus among the powers that be. She became quit hated in the cities and with the factions, but she was pleased with herself. She no longer accepted their lies as truth and nor did she need to be liked by any government. She was free.
She found herself back in the Witherings where she met some oddly charismatic Homins by the name of Talkirc and Eruv. These two homins were clearly on a different path to what Marceline had seen before. They were more than happy to run around and simply see what they could find.
Together with Talkirc, eruv and two Homins named Ember and Suboxide, Marceline helped form a group called The Cookies. A group of like-minded individuals that met in secret away from their respective guilds and faction lords.
Life went on for years this way, training her skills and helping others. As time passed, Marceline felt the need to have somewhere to call home. She knew Suboxide always spoke highly of his guild and how they were a home for the outcasts and unloved.
Marceline decided to take the plunge and apply to become a member.
She had spoken extensively with Suboxide about an organisation known as The Marauders. Intrigued, she introduced herself the Sage outside of the Marauder camp and spoke with her about the organisation. Liking what she heard, she enlisted the help of a well known Marauder Homina by the name of Seralee. Together they completed the necessary steps for Marceline to gain the trust of other Marauders of Atys.
And so it was, Marceline - a newly accepted Marauder - went about her following days under the protection of a guild full of miscreants, slackers, alcoholics, and thoroughly decent Homins.