ㅤappearance.ㅤ Marvin is on the more unique end of Viera, being an older male not living in the forest and possessing a rarer shade of grey skin. These rarities have contributed to him being rather withdrawn around most everyone due to previous encounters during his life in the Wood.He has a tribe tattoo on his left cheek and his forehead in a sort of maroon/purple color. He also has tribal tattoos on his right forearm and back of forearm, left shoulder, and across his back. He has charcoal hair with light grey highlights. He bounces between cropping it shorter and growing it out and tying it back.He isn't heavy-set by any means, but compared to most other Viera, he is more muscular and weighs a fair amount as a result. In his youth, he was more lithe, but during Doma's fall, he focused on strengthening his body to combat the worsening environment, and it has more or less held until now. Though he isn't stronger than all of the races, he can hold his own fairly easily against most, and has honed his combat abilities.He generally wears Eastern garb, whether it be something lighter for work, or a heavier, more traditional cloth for sword routines. Though, he's not opposed to wearing shirts if need be. Rolanberry red is his color of choice as well.Marvin is a closed individual. He keeps his emotions guarded, but not in an off-putting way. He is very open upon meeting him, though, and tries to talk with others and get them comfortable, especially when he's running his shop.He carries himself in a particular way in the heat of battle. He strikes to kill, and his years of living off the land in the Skatay Range have honed his abilities to the max. He doesn't often utilize these skills any more though, due to the danger those sorts of jobs carry, though the occasional monster gets too close to his village and he takes care of it.Though he can appear unfeeling and aloof, his interior is anything but. He merely keeps himself quiet during times of stress and prefers to keep few, if any, close friends.His circle has luckily expanded beyond his dragonet Rael, but he still holds his wife's presence above others.ㅤbiography.ㅤ Marvin was born in the Iskogr village in the northern Skatay Mountains forest. He was othered by his fellow playmates due to the mysterious circumstances behind his mother's disappearance, his youth (compared to them), and his darker-than-average skin. When he was around ten or eleven, he was the target of some particularly painful bullying. His friend was always there to comfort him, but he internalized it to the point where he became quieter and preferred fading into the background.A male viera, visiting the village, saw a sort of promise in his observant nature and promised to him that if he kept up his training in the village that he would choose him as his disciple. Marvin didn't necessarily believe him, but kept up his training while his friend was chosen to join the village guard. When he was chosen as a ward a year later, he promised to visit his friend again in the future. She promised back.A few years into his training, he happened upon a Hyuran woman in the forest. He attacked to kill, but upon noticing her injuries and her swollen belly, he balked at the last moment and missed his lunge. He pleaded with his mentor to spare her life and heal her, but they unfortunately didn't have the necessary medicines to treat her, and she perished the following night.This is when he began to doubt the Way of the Woods.A few days later, he and his mentor happened upon a group of Hyuran men, spouting obscenities about the woman. They were slaughtered.He graduated from his training and attempted to follow the way of the Wood as was required, but faltered, and visited the village less than was desired by the elders and other men.Upon one return, he met with his friend, and she revealed to him that she had decided to become a salve maker instead of a warrior. He wondered if he was more suited for a different lifestyle.He parted the village and returned again a few years later to choose his own disciple. His friend introduced him to his child, but he felt no attachment toward them. It almost scared him.His apprentice died a year into training due to his own negligence.More years passed, and he returned to the village once again. Once again, his friend was there to welcome him. His child, his son, was nowhere to be found.That year he decided to leave the forest and the Way of the Wood. Though he loved the forest and cared for it, he couldn't condone needless slaughter and sacrifice.He made his way to the Azim Steppe and spent a few years bartering with the locals, enjoying the food and culture. Eventually, he moved onto and Doma and though this was more of a culture shock, he was able to scrounge together a living with his skills he had learned in the forest.Then the Garlean invasion happened. Unwilling to see the land he loved fall, he fled to Hingashi, and then ultimately Eorzea, knowing that by himself he could do nothing.two decades went by of mercenary work, with the occasional job to help the effort to put off garlemald. the calamity came and went. individuals came and went.on one particularly dangerous mission, he bit off more than he could chew and lay bleeding out under a tree near Wineport. It was there that a previous, brief connection. Erel voras, saved his life.as it so happens, his life has been nothing but tumultuous since.