|Born||1928, Northern France (day and month unknown)|
|Appearance||Handsome, stocky build, greenish blue eyes, tangled blond hair.|
Reading, movies, good food.
Crowded spaces, cows, getting thrashed.
|Final Shirt Rank|
Marc was abandoned as a baby at Beauvais station north of Paris. His mother was never found and he spent the first twelve years of his life living in an all-boys orphanage run by the catholic church.
Marc is popular and outgoing, although he can be painfully shy around girls.
His sheltered upbringing in a rural orphanage means he knows very little about the world beyond farming and schoolwork.
Marc’s average appearance belies a significant intelligence. His gift for foreign languages was recognised by a friendly teacher who taught Marc to speak German, a very useful skill in German occupied France.
“The cow lifted its tail and did a giant shit in my face.” Marc reflects upon the glamorous side of farming.