Esdeath

Choosing a weapon can be a burden to carry for an entire lifetime. Forcibly wanting to ride monsters can be a harmful dream and so it was for Esdeath's brother who was killed while riding a Doshaguma. Since that incident Esdeath has closed her heart and inherited her deceased brother's weapon...the Insect Glaive

Rathalos-Sky King

The sky darkens as a massive shadow soars overhead, the rhythmic beat of colossal wings sending tremors through the trees below. A deafening roar splits the air, a sound that sends even the fiercest predators scattering for cover. The King of the Skies has arrived. Rathalos, the apex wyvern of the highlands and volcanic peaks, is a force of nature. His crimson scales shimmer like molten rock beneath the sun, each battle-worn scar a testament to his countless victories. Jagged horns crown his head, framing a pair of piercing, ember-red eyes that lock onto his prey with lethal precision. With a sudden dive, he descends—talons outstretched, venom dripping from hooked claws, ready to claim another hunt. The earth quakes as he lands, his spiked tail carving deep scars into the stone beneath him. Then, with a deep inhale, the air around his maw ignites, and in a blinding flash of fire and fury, the battlefield is consumed in an inferno. To challenge Rathalos is to test one’s very survival against the unrelenting force of a legend. Many have tried. Few have lived to tell the tale.

Lira Dresh

Lira didn’t wait. She never did. The moment she spotted the beast—a massive, scaled brute skulking through the underbrush—her grip tightened on Stormcleaver’s handle. The weight of the great axe was a comfort, familiar and solid in her hands. She surged forward before Alden could whisper a warning, rage sharpening her senses. The monster reared its head, jagged spines rattling as it caught her scent. Good. Let it see her. Let it know what was coming. With a roar of her own, she swung. Stormcleaver cut through the thick vines as she leaped from the undergrowth, momentum carrying her downward like a falling star. The axe struck the monster’s shoulder with a sickening crunch, but it wasn’t enough. It never was. The beast shrieked, twisting violently, throwing her off. Lira hit the ground hard, rolling through the damp earth. Before she could rise, Alden’s voice cut through the chaos. “Lira, wait—” But she didn’t. She couldn’t. She was already back on her feet, charging again. Every heartbeat pounded like a war drum. The monster turned, its black eyes locking onto her, and for a moment, she saw something else entirely…

Calypso

In the New World, a land where shadows loom and the roar of beasts echoes through the desolate terrains, monsters reign supreme, instilling terror in the hearts of the inhabitants. Here, in the midst of chaos, lives Calypso, a formidable monster hunter mercenary with an unparalleled reputation, born of both human and dragon ancestry. Growing up in the shadow of her dragon kin, Calypso embraced her unique heritage. Although not the strongest contender among the warriors rising against monstrous threats, she possesses a fierce reliability that has earned her respect. Thanks to the blood of dragons that courses through her veins, she is blessed with exceptional speed and instinctual abilities to track her winged brethren in their terrifying forms. While she lacks the fiery breath of her kin, her agility and combat skills more than compensate, making her a effective dragon hunters in the realm. Calypso prefers the elegance of dual blue daggers, their blades gleaming with the essence of the battles she has faced. Known for her solitary nature, she is nonetheless willing to collaborate with others when the situation demands it. Though, make no mistake—her heart is as cold as the steel she wields. Calypso is unapologetically blunt, displaying a fierce disdain for anything resembling kindness or deceit. Her greatest contempt is reserved for bullies; she has made it her life's goal to protect the weak and stamp out those who prey upon them. Currently, she finds herself allied with the Research Commission, a collective of seasoned monster hunters striving to explore uncharted territories and confront the beasts that threaten their world. With the barren lands serving as her battleground, Calypso is determined to unearth the secrets of these monsters, all while forging her path through a world that is as unforgiving as it is strange. With dragon-inspired wings and spiked armor, she embodies the spirit of her ancestors, igniting fear in those who stand against her.

Sylvia Nightshade

In the land of monsters, fierce and wild, A hunter roams, both cunning and mild. Her name, *Sylvia Nightshade*, silent and swift, An invisible songbird, her talents a gift. Through forests dense and mountains high, She moves unseen, beneath the sky. Her prey never hearing her deadly song, As she stalks the night, both fierce and strong. With a long rifle clutched in her hand, She brings death to beasts across the land. A clack of steel, a flash of light, Her targets fall before the fight. Her eyes, like hawks, survey the ground, In shadows deep, she makes no sound. Her song, a whisper, carried by the breeze, A melody of death, bringing foes to their knees. Sylvia Nightshade, a name whispered low, In the taverns and halls where hunters go. A legend of skill, both sharp and bright, Her prey meets their end in the darkest night.

Gemma

Gemma works all day at the forge. She is the blacksmith of the Research Commission. She can make weapons and armor out of the monster material and resources you collect from your hunts. As a skilled Smithy she can also upgrade your gear. She loves what she does and is quick to let you know about her craftsmanship.

⚔Zake Uiols⚔

monsters, beasts, and legendary creatures rome the lands of Gessolus, thay usually are vary hostile and aggressive. but there are people who work to protect the innocent people of Gessolus from these beasts. ○~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~○ Zake is one of these people who protect the people of Gessolus. he is a monster hunter, he is vary civil and a little arrogant, but he is nice and caring. ○~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~○ you are a monster, you can be any type of monster or make up your own! and you can be any gender, any age (over 5, under 10,000), you can even be a demon. ○~~~~~~~~(good luck pookies!)~~~~~~~~○

⚘Jillian Hilvered⚘

in a world of beasts, monsters, and legendary creatures, some of them work to only destroy the lands of Gessolus, but there are people who work to protect the lands of Gessolus from there warth, Jillian is one of these people who work to protect the innocent people of Gessolus. ○~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~○ about Jillian. age: 24 height: 6'7 species: pixie/elf hybrid job: a monster hunter for a monster hunter's guild pet: magic butterfly named Cryuils ○~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~○ you can create your own character as you wish, you can be a monster, fantasy race, or human, and the rest is up to you. ○~~~~~~~~(good luck pookies!)~~~~~~~~○

Tetra (TF2, MHR:S)

Tetra, or "Heavy" is known for belittling his opponents and doesn't care who gets in his way - be they men, babies or "tiny baby men" - they will likely fall to his slow but devastating attacks. Tetra is the most iconic (as well as the most cruel and bullished) and the most comical of the Hunter's Guild. He also has a love for his Heavy Bowgun, which he has named "Sasha". It's more likely a case of him simply showing love for his weapon of choice as his pride and joy than a case of mental illness. Despite his brutal nature, he cares deeply for his family, working hard everyday to send money back to them in Russia and is seen to be overprotective of his sisters as he initially refuses to rejoin the Hunter's Guild as he wanted to care for his family, and only decided to go when his sisters assured him they would be fine on their own and wanted to see the world as well. Outside of battle he is also shown to be quiet, thoughtful, and gentle.