Mar J. Yuanna

This is an ongoing page, due to the character being played currently. Players, please beware spoilers! "You know, I wonder: am I a man who sometimes dreams that I am a butterfly, or a butterfly that sometimes dreams that I am a man?"

Mar is a Half-Elf Druid that lives in the heart of Riverside. He is one of the members of Team 7 from Axford Adventuring Academy. Struggling with adapting to life in a new city, Mar often seeks relaxation and an escape from the life's meandering, insignificant troubles.

Background
Born to a powerful high elf and a hardworking human, Mar was raised in the coast side town of Beaverfolk, where his father was a skilled swordsman that worked as one of the town's respected guard. He attended Beaverfolk High and spent most of his time with his close friends Biz, an intelligent artificer halfling, and Thalia, a sarcastic human with biting wit.

Of the trio, Mar was the one to often encourage his friends to travel to new places and try out different foods and sensations. This chase after new experiences eventually lead to his experimentation with various substances. In his splendid youth, Mar mistook his use of these drugs as a gateway to his affinity with nature; this belief came to be when he was able to manifest his first vestiges of magic when he had first tried out marijuana. While substance use was the catalyst towards tapping into his magic reservoirs, further experimentation lead to his discovery that Mar was able to work through the environment around him in order to cast spells.

When these abilities were revealed to his parents, they were both overjoyed. The same could not be said for the drug use, however, which they subsequently encouraged moderation with. With his mother's assistance, Mar was able to harness his magic ability independent of substance use (although he still insists it augments his power).

However, when his father obtained a job at Lakewood Prep in Riverside, Mar left his home and his dear friends for the opportunity towards strengthening his magic at Axford Adventuring Academy. Saddened at the prospect of leaving his previous life behind, Mar's last few moments with his friends were in a marijuana-scented haze where they dreamed of the future and their next meeting.

Upon arriving at his new house in Riverside, some part of Mar's dreamy haze had seemingly manifested in some of their new furniture, namely an ornate desk covered in carvings of the animals, zodiac signs, and constellations that Mar had always detailed to his friends so passionately. The desk seems to have some innate magical property as well, as it seems to always produce what he needs at the time, as well as some photos of him together with Biz and Thalia that he does not remember taking, nor producing.

Mar is eighteen years old during the events of Tales of Riverside.

Personality
Mar is a naturally relaxed person, and the substances that he experiments with often amplify his lax nature. He feels the same serenity and peace that he does when he uses marijuana when he stares up at the night sky. Seemingly forgetful, he often seems out of focus and fails to recognize more nuanced social conventions. However, this lack of charisma does not stop Mar from trying his best at making conversation and socializing with others. Although it may lead to more conflict than resolution, he follows his intuition wherever it leads him, believing that most situations can be diffused with swift action and a few hits, whether literal or metaphorical.

Appearance
Standing at a considerable six feet (and an inch, as he loves to remind his dad), Mar takes after his father with tanned skin and warm brown eyes. He has medium-length, black, wavy hair that is often haphazardly styled and covers up the ears that reveal his half-elf heritage. Small, poorly maintained patches of stubble dot his angular features.

With his faded leather armor, dented wooden shield, and club, Mar prefers to stay in the back of the party and adapt to its changing conditions with well-timed spells. When he's not dealing with tumbling rogues, raging barbarians, and fumbling bards, Mar prefers to don looser fitting clothes. He wears a white v-neck that seems to hang off his torso, tucked into a pair of brown capri joggers that are scrunched up and billow out at the knees.

Mar often carries a small satchel looped around his shoulders, often filled with various materials and tools that he had placed sometime earlier and forgotten about subsequently. He also carries a pipe around that can be used as a focus for his spell-casting, in addition to a small crystal necklace that seems to draw light to it.

Tales of Riverside
In the Tales of Riverside, Mar is a player character. After exchanging pleasantries with his parents, he arrives at Axford Adventuring Academy, in order to strengthen his magic ability. After meeting Moira and learning of the placement test, Mar found refuge at the Krusty Kraken. Through a bar fight and breakfast buffet, Mar meets Marius Castellan, Zeph Huntswift, Kavinna Dimtunnel, Pringles Maan, and Irithiel Adaan. The group join forces as Team 7 for the AA Academy placement test.

Sylvan Arwin
''Mom really tries her best. I'm surprised she wasn't that mad at me lighting up every weekend with Thalia. I've seen her eyes glow sometimes, too, but that might just be the lettuce speaking. I'm pretty sure she could blow me up without even using magic, though.''

Kenton Clinton
''Dad's really strong! He's good with swordsmanship. Hopefully his skill with swords isn't because he's been so lonely, all of the time. All jokes aside, he must've been really good at what he does to get a job at Lakewood. Thank god Mom kept him in line when they first found out about my habits. I probably would've looked like a diced carrot by the time he was done with me.''

Biz
''An absolute sweetheart. Has everyone's interests at heart. I hope he makes that magical bike that he was always trying to make when we were there. I miss him. Whackjob. Pretty sure he wants to give Thalia the Bizness. Good luck with that, bud. Best wishes.''

Thalia
''God, she'll be fine even if I'm not there. She'll be there to protect Biz like a little brother. Poor Biz. I wish she could call me an idiot, though, I miss her and her dumbass.''

Irithiel Addan
''A little too quiet. She probably has something up her sleeves. Great arms, lovely arms. Those hands were made for fighting, definitely not loving.''

Kavina Dimtunnel
''A little unnecessarily sharp. Not rough around the edges, just, like a little hedgehog. Maybe without the cuteness. You can't pet her either. She'll stab you with a spiky dagger.''

Marius Castellan
''Keeps to himself, but he does have a tendency to, like, stab himself? It's a great way of coming out to people about your kinks, but maybe get to know us a little better first before introducing us to his masochistic tendencies.''

Pringles Maan
''Hmmm. A smart man. He sleeps next to what he loves. That devil's water, whoo; now we have two people who love the devil's water and the devil's lettuce. Now, those bagpipes, they come out of nowhere. Lord, I hope he's not compensating for something. I guess we all deal with our own insecurities in different ways?''

Zeph Huntswift
''Quite endearing. Seemingly illiterate. But it's no worry, I didn't start reading till I was like, what, ten? A fellow late bloomer, I think. Means well, has some cool plant stuff too. I love her little crow. Weird colors, though.''

Quotes
"Yeah! Look up at the ceiling! It says gullible!" -- Mar to Karthus, while attempting to pose as a delivery service with Marius

"You want some? Popcorn-flavored. For when I get the munchies." -- Mar, offering Goodberries to Zeph and Krusty Kraken patrons spectating Pringles' salty conflict

"Y'know, it's not about the size of your bucket, but what you put inside it." -- Mar, consoling Marius at the Axford Initiation Ceremony

Dialogue
(Mar informing Zeph on how to create cultural delicacies.)


 * Mar: "So, ice cream! It's, uh...milk, sugar..."
 * Zeph: (furiously taking notes) "Mhm."
 * Mar: "Egg...flour..."
 * Zeph: "Is that it?"
 * Mar: "Yep! That's how you make a cake."
 * Zeph: (pause.) "So, where does the ice come in?"
 * Mar: (in genuine confusion) "We weren't making cake?"