#marcel.

born to the world’s most boring parents and six other siblings in a big old house on the outskirts of zuzu city. his mother was an important corporate lawyer and his father was a surgeon, so marcel was often left in the care of his assortment of nannies… and often getting lost in the shuffle of his siblings. though wealthy, he was very lonely.  

after learning slight of hand tricks from his weird old man neighbor that was a scammer before marcel was a twinkle in his mother’s eye,  marcel became committed to the art and craft of magic. sure, a few doves might have died in the process, a few dozen  cards shuffled across his room and left under his bed for the maid to pick up later. but marcel was determined. once he was old enough, he would sneak into the downtown of zuzu city, putting on magic tricks and scamming tourists with slight of hand wallet theft. he does know how to make a quarter come out of someone’s ear though. 

eventually marcel ran away from home when his parents refused to support his magic career, and went on the road, performing first with the circus. after five or six years with them, he disappeared with a stolen cart and one of the trapeze artists, who became his assistant and on and off lover. they worked together tirelessly for years, happily scamming people, performing basic magic tricks, promising to predict the future and flopping at it, you get the picture. sometimes marcel would go broke and would have to cry to his parents to fund his next scam or magic venture, including cart upgrades and the wonderful super fancy tent setup he’s currently in in the calico desert.

of course, this time when his cart broke down a mile away from stardew valley in the, marcel’s parents finally got sick of funding him and cut him off. his longterm assistant couldn’t bear the desert heat and how annoying a whining, broke marcel was, and left a month and a half ago. marcel is now saving up to fix his cart and go back on the road again. he’s also looking for a new assistant, so hit him up.

Dear Joshua,

As I seek to integrate myself into this town as a member of the Stardew Valley community, I find myself wondering where and when I can find the hottest, funniest, most happening members of this provincial community. And while certainly no one has made any recommendation of you as a party guy, I myself see that you are handsome. And thus: I feel compelled to introduce myself.

I am the Marvelous Marcel, known throughout Zuzu City and the rest of the Ferngill Republic for my wonderful magic, everything from slight of hand — using real trickery, not just sliding something down my sleeve! — to genuine potions and spells, I can do everything from saw a woman in half to predict your love life's future. Please, have a visit to my cart. I have attached to this letter a voucher for any of my services, 10% off. Please know I generously have given it an expiration of three weeks, which surely is enough time for you to find yourself in the Calico Desert. I also am selling my own jarred salsas.

I understand you are involved with some sort of ranch work. My, my, your muscles must be big and strong! Please, if you have not adopted a vegan diet by your proximity to cows of all shapes and sizes, allow me to treat you to the finest burger made on my portable grill. Surely, I could afford a house to be built in the valley with luxury grilling accommodations, but I am a man of the people, and a man who likes to drift about this world! Thus, I can set up anywhere for your grilling pleasure. Please be prepared to provide the ingredients. I will bring the wine, my dear!

Stay magic, darling,