DR. MARC "THE WIZARD" BLANK
Marc Blank is one of the four most powerful
Implementors, and
extremely well-loved by the populous and hailed throughout the lands as
an Artist of movable type. It is unknown whether he was
originally a human that was promoted to the status of Implementor, or
one of the original created by
Eru. Regardless, a legend tells that
Journeyman Marc Blank was the son of a woodcutter, who early in life
turned his talents to woodblocks. He apprenticed to a xylographer by
had the foresight to venture boldly into the new art of parchment
printing. In adddition to his renown in the craft of printing, he has
also gained wealth from his share of a distant antimony mine.
Dr. Blank was quoted on the back of a
GUE Tech matchbook in regards to
the exciting field of paper shuffling. "Ten short days ago all I could
look forward to was a dead-end job as a doctor. Now I have a
promising future and make really big
Zorkmids."
Joining up with
Dave Lebling in 956 GUE, the two heeded the call of
Mistress
Quickly and rejuvenated their weary frames in local games of skill
every
Gruesday night at the
Guild Hall. It is rumored that thereafter,
he took a wife for himself and she bore him a daughter.
Marc Blank authored "History of the World" sometime before 949 GUE.
The
Museum of Illusion was dedicated to the memory of the Great
Implementors where a row of delicately crafted porcelain busts of these
immortal greats once stood. Legend has it that so lifelike were these
busts, that they would seem to talk among themselves, discussing
history, the arts, music, and philosophy, much as those mythic figures
did in the Golden Age of Text Adventures. But years of neglect and the
ravages of time have toppled most from atop their finely-wrought
pedestals. In 1066 GUE, when the ancient Museum of Illusion was
excavated by the
Second Inquisition, the only two that remained were
those of Marc Blank and
Mike Berlyn (bloodied, but unbent; battered,
but unbroken; shaken, but not
stirred), who had been relegated to the roles of lesser deities over
the years. Worse than the physical desecration of this shrine, an
attempt was made to commercialize what remains, for when it was
uncovered, a sign above the busts read, "Consult the Oracles - 10
Zorkmids" with a coin-sized slot beneath the sign. Although the two
Implementors gave obscure advice to passing adventures, unless they
ponied up for his advice, Marc was unlikely to pay them any mind, as
years of being alone and saddled with Mike tended to make him ornery. Regardless, they were willing to help and
unknown inquisition guard escape from the confines of the caverns.
ANOTHER MARC OR MERELY THE SAME?
There are reports of possibly another Marc, although many seem to
believe that the two are the same, called the "localization dude" who
was paired with Mason, King of the Scripters, in the lair of the
Development Team (said to be a dark and foreboding world where even
grues feared to tread). Upon entering, their unblinking, bloodshot eyes
seemed to burn right through any intruders. A chilling whisper softly
sounds from the shadows. "The pain... End the pain!..." All strangers
were beheaded by Mason's bloody sword and Marc's maniacal cry of
"Timmmmberrr!" as he pushed the headless body over.
SOURCE(S): Dungeon, Zork I, Enchanter (folio), Zork: The Undiscovered Underground, Zork: Grand Inquisitor, misc |