The man is said to be enormous, standing close to seven feet tall, with a battle-hardened physique, bearing the scars of violent conflict proudly, which is unusual for a nobleman. He is loud, boisterous, a womaniser and a drunk and he’s spends coin like water.
He is the youngest of the three Sheridan brothers and the least studious. His oldest brother Jon was ambitious and shrewd, with a mind that was made for business and politics. His other brother Destan was the most intelligent of the three, with a sharp mind and a knack for scholarly pursuits. It was not surprising when he displayed the gift of magic. It suited him. Marcus was physically the most gifted, being a stellar athlete, a gifted swordsman, a great archer and good with a spear. He also excelled at riding and jousting.
But he was also a rebel. After his mother passed away he started to wander around Lyria, shirking his responsibilities to the house. Jon was mad at him all the time and Destan too preoccupied to really care. His father told him to behave, but always with a smile on his face and a glint of pride in his eye. He had definitely inherited his father’s roguish senses.