Villager: Marcello
Massimo
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Villager Info
ID: #152870
Name: Marcello
Gender: Male
Location: Olde Foxbury
Born 9 years, 4 months ago
Career: Crafter
Owner: Hatsuko
Species: Fox
Color: Steampunk
Costume: Steampunk
Buffs:House: Dragonsmaw Manor House (1/75)
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About
❥The Pilot
Navigator, turned pilot, turned professional bum.
Rumor has it before he left Olde Foxbury and before he lost the sight in his right eye, he was a smuggler and a scavenger, but you won't catch him approving or denying the claims. What is clearly ascertained from the dog tags around his neck is the time he served for the crown's militia, and that afterwards he traded his windbreaker for a welding gun, deciding on the fly to open up a small garage on the outskirts of Dragonsmaw; where he'll fix your engine for a modest price- if you can convince him off his ass.
Marcello likes people who actually know how to cook, the smell of gasoline, flying at LIGHT-SPEED, and drunkenly singing along with bards. He also likes to randomly set things on fire, and despite receiving several notices from the town's council has refused to commit to their regulations. He will bite your coins upon acceptance of any payment, and is probably giving you the evil-eye behind your back, silently judging you and throwing salt. The work he actually puts out is top-grade at least.
Most residents know him as that one bumpkin licking his thumb and holding it to the wind, or "isn't he that guy who sometimes falls asleep behind the barrels outside the saloon?"
Yes, yes Marcello is that guy.
♫ Civil War - MIYNT
art by me Hatsuko
Navigator, turned pilot, turned professional bum.
Rumor has it before he left Olde Foxbury and before he lost the sight in his right eye, he was a smuggler and a scavenger, but you won't catch him approving or denying the claims. What is clearly ascertained from the dog tags around his neck is the time he served for the crown's militia, and that afterwards he traded his windbreaker for a welding gun, deciding on the fly to open up a small garage on the outskirts of Dragonsmaw; where he'll fix your engine for a modest price- if you can convince him off his ass.
Marcello likes people who actually know how to cook, the smell of gasoline, flying at LIGHT-SPEED, and drunkenly singing along with bards. He also likes to randomly set things on fire, and despite receiving several notices from the town's council has refused to commit to their regulations. He will bite your coins upon acceptance of any payment, and is probably giving you the evil-eye behind your back, silently judging you and throwing salt. The work he actually puts out is top-grade at least.
Most residents know him as that one bumpkin licking his thumb and holding it to the wind, or "isn't he that guy who sometimes falls asleep behind the barrels outside the saloon?"
Yes, yes Marcello is that guy.
♫ Civil War - MIYNT
art by me Hatsuko
