R'marus Locke

A street rat left orphaned on the docks of Limsa Lominsa, R'marus got by via the charity of others, none more than the Dutiful Sisters of the Edelweiss. Providing him food and coin in exchange for any interesting information his ears could pick up in the markets and docks around the city, he unknowingly assisted in a fair share of their roguish deeds. As he grew up, he fell in with them more and more until he too was helping them bite back stolen treasures and making examples of culls who broke the code.

Circumstance led him to a job where he eventually discovered he had a talent for smithing, and through that, engineering. When Ishgard opened its manufactory to all comers, he left the roguish life for a brighter future, and does his best to not dwell on his troubled past.

RP Hooks
Grew up in Limsa Lominsa, Lives in Ishgard, visits all city states for materials and contracts as neededWas a member of the Rogue's Guild up until right before the calamityWas a member of the Blacksmith's Guild until Ishgard opened its bordersIs a member of the Machinist's Guild and is a machinist by tradeOccasionally works with the adventurer's guilds for rare material acquisition and to make contacts who could use his servicesWas once kidnapped by sky pirates

Hard working and loyal to a fault. He’ll scratch your back if you scratch his. His past, however, has been anything but sunshine and rainbows, and he’s not afraid to get his hands dirty if he must. While away from Limsa, he tries to keep his speech more proper, though once home or on a tear about something, the Lominsan accent flies full staff.

Much like many other Lominsans, R’marus sports the athletic build of one accustomed to work on the sea. His hands are coarse and rough, from his years spent toiling in the ocean city’s famous Smithy. He has several scars, including a prominent one of his face, showcasing he’s been on the wrong side of a blade on more than one occasion. His hair and fur are a rusty orange, and his good eye a bright shade of blue. His other eye glints as it catches the light, a glass replacement from some altercation in the past.

Mateus // World
Crystal // Datacenter
Locke Manufactory: Mists 17, Ward 7// Housing
Idle Drifters // Free Company
Merchant, Slice of Life, Adventure // RP Types
@Remarus_ // Twitter
frontier-machinist // Tumblr
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