Marcus Vult was born one of two twins in the Holy Orenian Empire to two human merchants, Mary and Ben Vult. Their first son Deus, died in a boating accident in Haelun'or trying to catch some fish over the side of his fishing boat. Marcus' parents were of human descent but there may have been some dwarf mixed in somewhere. They were very poor but Marcus loved to watch the merchants sell their wares and haggle their prices, and hoped to be one of them someday. On the morn of his 22nd birthday his parents gave him a small loan to start his own business. Marcus never had much success as a merchant and has considered a profession change. He seemed to never make more than he spent buying his wares, and was always being ridiculed for his entrepreneurship. Marcus never lost his resolve to become a great and powerful merchant, but it has been easy to lose hope of ever making it big. Marcus is thinking about spending his money that he is "One hundred percent going to make" on a house in the easter forests of Curon. Marcus is currently going to continue his family business of merchants and try his luck in some of the larger cities.
*Marcus thinks for a moment* "I am here for a better chance at life my good sir. Now if you will excuse me I will be off." *Marcus bows to the man and proceeds to walk into the throng, head seemingly spinning to take in all the sights.
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