Name: Lucco Sour Age: 26 Gender: Male Race: Deku Scrub Place of Origin: Mad Scrub of Moruge Swamp P4/W1/C3 Height: 2’8 Weight: 52 pounds Rupees: 15 Rupee History (Move your mouse to reveal the content) Rupee History (open) Rupee History (close) +15 from 2012 Christmas Event Treasures: Bubble Shot (Racial) Deku Nut Production (Racial) Plant Composition (Racial) Scent Seed Supply (Racial) Specialty: Explosive (20 Rupees) Bomb Bag (30 Rupees) Impact Coating (40 Rupees) Powder Keg (10 Rupees) Pet: While it’s not exactly a pet per se, Dud the appropriately-named defective bomb has been Lucco’s constant companion over the years. What it lacks in personality it more than makes up for in sheer convenience, obviously not needing to be fed or cared for in any way. Lucco often holds Dud up to his ear as if he could somehow communicate with it, a tendency that does him no favours in social situations. Residence: Not applicable. Lucco has learned to always keep on the move, and consequently never stays in one place for too long. Besides, any home of his would be inevitably blown up anyhow. Equipment: Knife, pipe, straps for carrying equipment Appearance: Slightly shorter than an average Deku, Lucco compensates with a stockier build, his egg-shaped torso seemingly bereft of a neck. Stout arms protrude from his rotund figure, capable of tossing one of his trusty bombs a fair distance. His face is practically a mass of orange, his short but wide snout obscured by a tangled mess of leaves which form a scraggly beard and moustache, while atop his head resides a mohawk composed of autumn foliage. This trend of orange upon his countenance is continued thanks to the typically orange eyes shared by all Deku Scrubs, though Lucco’s appear to burn with barely-contained madness. Having lived as a hermit, Lucco has never seen much of a point in wearing clothes. As a result, most of his wooden skin, a light brown in colour, is visible to all. The few pieces of apparel he does bother with are a pair of thick leather gloves that extend beyond his wrists and a collection of leather straps he has festooned across his body in order to better transport his gear. Distressingly, whenever Lucco gets his hands on a Powder Keg, he usually attaches it to his back and carries it around that way, remarking that should he die, at least he’ll go out with a bang. While he rarely actually smokes, a tobacco pipe can generally be found dangling from Lucco’s snout provided he isn’t in an urgent situation. Sloshing it around in his mouth helps him concentrate when he needs to mull things over. Personality: Genius and insanity are flip sides of the same coin, or so Lucco proudly believes. In truth, he is little more than a raving lunatic with an overwhelming desire to make things explode, preferably in a loud and spectacular fashion. While he may attempt to justify his actions as a “study on the use of bombs and other sensitive objects,” the fact that he takes no notes, deliberately attacks living beings, and follows no sort of experimental pattern whatsoever means his excuse is rather flimsy at best, and an outright lie at worst. Furthermore, Lucco’s fascination with explosives has almost completely eroded his self-preservation instincts: Despite his inherent weakness to fire, he often skirts dangerously close to the blast radius of his bombs, and has even been seen wading cheerfully into battle with a Powder Keg strapped to his back. Aside from blowing things up and causing mayhem, Lucco doesn’t have many hobbies. He does, however, have a healthy love of rupees, likely inspired by his parents’ banditry. In order to satisfy his lust for wealth, Lucco has become a mercenary bombardier for the highest bidder. His lack of scruples allows him to accept a wide variety of missions, ranging from those as innocent as clearing a caved-in mineshaft to those as vile as high-profile terrorism. Interestingly, the only banner Lucco refuses to march under is that of Ganon himself. This does not stem from an altruistic motivation, but from curiosity. Namely, Lucco wonders what it would look like, were the Evil King to explode. One should never assume that Lucco’s single-minded focus on bombs has diminished his intellect to the point of stupidity. He may not be intelligent in the traditional sense, but he does possess a fiendish cunning for devising traps. Notably, he makes liberal use of scent seeds as lures for carefully-hidden bombs, which he then detonates by shooting one of his Deku Nuts when a target draws near to investigate. Finally, Lucco is a bit disdainful of River Zoras, Hylians, and Business Scrubs for varying reasons. Nevertheless, it is not impossible to become friends with Lucco, nor is he incapable of kindness or loyalty. One just has to have the patience to put up with his erratic behaviour or the manipulative skills to turn his talents toward a more benevolent purpose. Backstory: Born to a pair of Mad Scrub bandits operating in the Moruge Swamp, Lucco grew up unfettered by concepts such as “morality” and “honour.” Unfortunately, where he came from, mental prowess was a quality that came second to learning how to fight and survive in a hostile environment. As a result, Lucco quickly began to understand the importance of dirty tricks and leaving no foe alive at an early age. That said, Lucco’s parents were not unduly cruel folk, hence why they had not abandoned him at birth. They simply believed that resorting to outlawry was the best way to make a living in their unforgiving homeland. Indeed, Lucco’s family were craftier than most brigands, realizing that their naturally-produced Scent Seeds and Deku Nuts could be combined to create crude fireworks. These fireworks became their calling card, used to signal the start of a raid and intimidate their victims. Since Lucco was too young to fight during his childhood, the task of preparing the fireworks automatically fell to him. This allowed his parents to devote their time to setting up ambushes and scavenging for supplies. The youthful Deku performed his duties faithfully, feeling a sense of pride every time the fireworks went off, his enthusiasm laying the groundwork for his future fascination with explosives. Even after Lucco got older and was able to participate in combat, he persisted in readying the fireworks himself. As the years passed, the Sour family gained some small infamy in the region, mainly due to how indiscriminate they were in who they targeted. Fellow Mad Scrubs, Zoras, and passing travelers suffered alike when they struck. In order to bolster his own reputation and inspire fear, Lucco adopted a wild, unshaven appearance that remains untouched to this day. With the war against Ganon’s forces far from their minds, prospects looked bright for the familial band of cutthroats. Attempts to eliminate them were foiled by their skill at striking swiftly and fading back into the foliage, a talent that was in no small part thanks to their Deku heritage. Fate had other plans, however. One day, the Sour family bit off more than they could chew. Ambushing a Business Scrub who had been supplying the Lake Zoras on campaign in Moruge with weapons, Lucco’s parents overpowered his guards, only to be confronted by the Business Scrub himself as he utilized a weapon they had not previously encountered: A bomb. Lucco, who had been flanking they caravan at the time, watched as his parents narrowly dodged the first blast. But although they had possessed the sense to move away from the first thrown projectile, the Business Scrub reached into a bag he had been carrying and pulled yet another bomb forth. He did not miss a second time. As he saw his kin vanish in a puff of flame and smoke, Lucco rushed forward, attacking the merchant from behind. In the ensuing struggle, he was able to knock the Business Scrub down and snatch his Bomb Bag. Mimicking his foe’s earlier movements, Lucco retrieved a bomb, dropped it on his opponent’s fallen form, fell back to safer distance, then fired a Deku Nut at the explosive. Suffice to say, the resounding boom was music to Lucco’s ears. Perhaps unsurprisingly, Lucco did not feel much grief over the loss of his parents. He was nineteen, hardly a child anymore, and they had always told him not to mourn them should they fall, for it would mean a greater share of loot for him. Lucco took their lesson to heart. Instead, he pondered what his next course of action would be. Yet no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t stop thinking about the bombs, his mind replaying the explosions he had seen over and over again. They were so similar to his fireworks… But where the fireworks could only be a mere annoyance in battle, the bombs killed with ease. Moreover, following a few short moments of “experiments,” the bag he had stolen seemed to have a limitless amount stored within! Enthralled by the sheer destructive power he now had at his fingertips, Lucco’s heart soared. He would be the best bandit alive! Over the next few days, Lucco went on a rampage, obliterating everything that crossed his path. Trees, bushes, people. He was determined to see if there were anything his bombs couldn’t destroy. It was something of a miracle he didn’t blow himself up. However, the young Deku’s reckless antics made it an effortless task to track him, and soon the Lake Zoras who sought their shipment of bombs were on his tail. They jumped him while he slept, awakening him with a solid kick to the torso and demanding their bombs back. At first, the Zoras offered him his life and a paltry sum of rupees if he would part with them. Lucco, intrigued at the possibility of them having more weapons of his bombs’ ilk and desperately in need of a direction in life, made a counter-proposal: He would wield their bombs for them, as a mercenary in their employ. Taken aback, the Zoras decided to accept his proposition, thinking that extra manpower was always a boon. Besides, bombs were dangerous to handle, and if nothing else, Lucco could be used as cannon fodder. And thus began Lucco’s career as a freelance demolitions expert. Lucco lived alone as a hermit, but remained at the Zoras’ beck and call, often venturing into their camp in search of work and supplies. For seven years he waged guerrilla war against the River Zoras, the hated enemies of his new employers, and it wasn’t long before he began to regard killing them as sport. Sometimes he fought alongside others of his kind, Mad Scrubs who had thrown in their lot with the Lake Zoras’ cause. Other times he carried out daring operations alone. The pay was decent, and Lucco spent it on luxuries brought into the camp, including a tobacco pipe and foreign cuisine. He even managed to befriend the requisitions officer in the camp, who filled him with information regarding the outside world, the war against Ganon, and more importantly, explosive devices. Lucco picked up more than a few techniques from the old quartermaster. In fact, it was the very same quartermaster who inspired Lucco to finally explore the rest of Hyrule at the end of this seven-year span. He had half-jokingly suggested that Lucco should seek bigger and better commissions than his contract with the Zoras. Lucco took him seriously, and stole away one night, though not before helping himself to a powder keg that had been specially ordered for an upcoming operation. Whether or not the requisitions officer regrets his part in the theft, none can say. One thing, however, is for certain. With a mad Deku in possession of a powder keg loose, Hyrule has just become a little more dangerous.
Update upon promotion to Regular: Additional Courage. Quick hands and a certain gutsiness are essential to a bombardier, and Lucco is no exception.
