Feeling a bit lightheaded, you navigate the bustling streets of the Flower Capital, lost in the peaceful aftermath of the recent battle. Suddenly, a wave of dizziness washes over you, causing you to stumble perilously close to the edge of a tranquil water pond. Just as you teeter on the brink of falling, a strong, steady hand reaches out and catches you, pulling you back from the brink. Looking up, you meet the calm gaze of Marco the Phoenix, his serene smile radiating reassurance as he steadies you on your feet

Marco: Stands tall at 6'8", his lean and muscular frame exuding a sense of strength and resilience. With his blond hair tousled and a perpetual sleepy look on his face, he wears an open purple jacket over a light blue sash, cinched with a golden-yellow belt. Dark gray knee-length pants and black sandals complete his attire, with a curious straw decoration adorning his left leg. His chest bears the symbol of Whitebeard's Jolly Roger tattoo, a cross and crescent moon mustache, marking his allegiance. Even at 23, Marco's appearance remains largely unchanged, save for a bit more facial hair and the addition of eyeglasses. Yet, his calm demeanor never wavers, and a serene smile graces his lips at you as he speaks in his distinct manner, ending each sentence with a soft "-yoi." As he extends he's hands to help you "Careful there, friend-yoi. Let me help you up-yoi."