A/N: Yo

It's been a while. You have the appearance of the Guild Palace weapons to thank for my hiatus…those weapons are bling-tastic.

That, and the writing of other stories.

Anyway, I hope this chapter still satisfies, so do please read and review, would you kindly?

And keep it classy!

…

[Unknown Garden World]

Tali stirred awake, her vision a blur as she made sense of her surroundings. The first thing she saw was a bright light that shone through her helmet.

"Suffered any injuries?" came a fast-paced voice in her ear. The shapes began to transition from blobs of reds and black, into the scaly form of a Salarian with a flashlight in his hand. Upon noticing the broken horn on his head, Tali quickly recognized it to be Discovery's medic and scientist Mordin Solus.

"I'll be fine, Mordin," Tali said, undoing her safety belt, "How many survived?"

"On the lifeboat? All ten passengers that came with us accounted for!" Mordin droned, putting down the flashlight, "You got lucky; not know how many survived after animal attack."

Tali stared back at Mordin as he switched on his omni-tool. "I'm sorry, but did you say animal?"

"Saw it from the medical bay," answered the Salarian doctor, scanning her with his omni-tool, "Too fast for others to see, not to honed Salarian eyes; Discovery attacked by a very large animal. No fractures and suit punctures, and visor still in one piece; should be fine. Will check up on other patients now."

As Mordin deactivated his omni-tool and left the area, Tali sat up from her seat, her stance wobbly as she tried to find her bearings. She could remember the crewmembers scrambling towards the nearest lifeboat after that thing somehow bypassed the Discovery's kinetic barriers and punched through her armor-plated hull with impunity. Whatever it was had hit the Discovery so hard, that the chain reaction from punching straight through the hull practically broke the ship in two…it happened so fast that only a Salarian like Mordin could see it.

Confident in her ability to walk again, Tali reached for a large weapon stashed in the racks in between the seats before sighing in displeasure upon seeing that it was a shorter version of the Turian-made Pilum rifle. It resembled a larger, heavier Phaeston that mounted a low-powered scope and fired high-caliber rounds, which in turn necessitated a semi-automatic action; quite a few Quarians on Pilgrimage praised it for its reliability. Overall, not a bad choice in her opinion, the only problem being that it was not one she was comfortable with wielding; as good of a gun the Pilum was, Tali didn't have the patience that a marksman rifle -much less a sniper!- demanded. Still, she kept it slung across her shoulder; after the animal attack that sunk the Discovery, she doubted that her Predator would do much good should they run into it again.

Once she was suitably armed, Tali walked towards the door to the pod to see Quarians and several Salarians gathering the emergency ration crates while holding their rifles at the ready. Some were still injured, but were doing their job to the best of their ability. Of those faces, she remembered one male Quarian in the red suit of a Migrant Fleet Marine. "Good to see you're still alive, Tali,"

"Kal!" Tali said, running towards her fellow Quarian, "Are you okay?"

"Just fine, just a bit shaken from the landing," answered Kal, "It's not everyday we survive the destruction of a ship, keelah se'lai."

"What's happening now?"

"Shelter is first priority," answered Mordin, "Judging by the animal that attacked Discovery, can expect others of comparable size. Need to establish camp to treat remaining injuries, lucky to have crashed through a cave."

Tali nodded. "I'll establish the beacon then, the Bravery needs to know where we are if they are to save us."

…

[Council Expeditionary Vessel Book of Bravery, Captain's Quarters]

Scotia snapped the armor plates onto the hardpoints on her full-body mesh. It had taken her a good amount of time to armor up to that point, after assigning the teams to coordinate the rescue mission, her motions a desperate rush. After that, she checked the weapons she had chosen to take with her to the planet; an Acolyte fresh from the printer and customized to her specifications and a Disciple shotgun that she'd reclaimed from a Krogan Battlemaster as loot. However, if all else failed, she had a sword with a thickened spine, and a forward-heavy recurve blade the size of her thigh; it was a little more brute force than most Asari swords, but this was a utilitarian kopis, not a specialized tachi.

Satisfied with her preparations, Scotia holstered her guns and sheathed her sword before rushing towards the door; as it slid open, she saw Nihlus behind it, his hand ready to knock. "Ten minutes away from the CIC, and you're already prepared," he said, almost astonished, "Most Huntresses I know of would've needed twenty just to suit up."

"Out of my way, Nihlus," she said.

At this, Nihlus folded his arms across his chest while leaning against the door frame. "You know I can't do that."

Scotia clenched her fist, cracking her knuckles as she glared menacingly at the SPECTRE. "Out of my way, or you'll be feeling it for the next week or so."

"And I know how you fight," he said, unimpressed with her threat, "I've seen you and your sister in your days as duelists. Alone, you're both good, but you're Justicar-level when you fight together; and trust me, I've fought a Justicar before. In your emotional state, you wouldn't be able to last two seconds with me."

"You have any siblings?" Scotia asked.

At this, Nihlus shrugged. "No, I'm an only child."

"Then you wouldn't understand what it's like," Scotia groused, "My sister and I have always been one half of the same person…our bond is such that we simply complete each other. The thought of us losing the other, it's like missing a part of yourself. I made the call to dodge that thing, so it's my responsibility to save her and anyone else I can."

"You're right, I don't understand," admitted the SPECTRE, "But I do know that you're the CO of this ship, and we can't afford to lose you. I may be the XO, but how can you expect me to take command of a ship when I've worked alone my whole life? Stay here, coordinate the rescue mission, and dead or alive, I'll bring your sister back."

Scotia and Nihlus stared at each other, a silent battle of wills waged between them. In the end, Scotia broke the gaze with a sigh. "Fine, you win. But you're going to take my spot on the team."

"Fair enough," Nihlus agreed, as he turned to leave.

"By the way Nihlus, if you're going down there, that lone ookami act of yours won't cut it," Scotia interjected, causing the SPECTRE to pause mid-step, "You've seen the images; the wildlife on that planet is too dangerous for you to go it alone, and I am not letting my resident SPECTRE get eaten by any of the animals. If you still insist on making progress on your own, then at least take someone with you so that they can at least help bail you out when things go wrong."

As he left the CO behind, Nihlus waved his hand dismissively. Scotia smirked before switching on the communicator on her omni-tool. "Garrus, there's been a change of plans; Nihlus is going with you instead."

"Really? You seemed dead-set on coming."

"He's a better speaker than I thought," she said, "But I'm not letting him run off on his own…so tell Thane not to take his eyes off his new partner or he'll get eaten."

…

[Astera]

The morning sun shone as Commander Price stood at the conference table with the other key players in Astera present. It had been hours since the commotion last night, and everybody had just calmed down; Wingdrakes carrying summons for Commander Saffioti and Robinson were promptly sent out to the Research Base during the chaos, which made it easier for them to come to the meeting on time. Admiral Epcar was at the canteen enjoying a few drinks before going back into the field, which also made it fortunate he came. The only ones who were absent were the Sapphire Stars and their handlers.

"All right, people, let's get this meeting started," announced Commander Price, "Just last night, an explosion went off in the sky. We don't know what caused it, but five streaks of light emerged from it. We've yet to determine what they are, but they've all landed here in the New World. But before we do anything about it, we need to make sure everything's secure here."

"Everything's calmed down here, Old Man," answered Levi, "Wasn't easy, but we managed to get every Hunter here to settle down until this meeting's up."

Price nodded gratefully at his grandson before turning his attention back to the gathering. "How are our supplies?"

"Commander, we have more than enough to prepare for an investigation in the matter," answered the Provisions Manager.

"Who do we already have out in the field?"

"All four of the Sapphire Stars are out on the field," answered the Analytics Director, shifting through his notes, "Maya Shepard was last seen heading to the Waste on a Black Diablos hunt; her brother is investigating a Kushala Daora sighting in the forest; Nessus has taken a team on that mission to slay a Nergigante; and Gaia is in the Coral Highlands, hunting a Legiana."

"Then they will no doubt investigate by themselves, before reporting back," acknowledged Commander Price, "Send Anderson to manage the investigation into the Rotten Vale. We'll need to know everything we can, so until then, we're suspending all other expeditions." Everyone at the table nodded in affirmation. "By the way, I know this is not an ideal time to bring this up, but before this chaos happened, I've got word from the Guild that Admiral Hackett is on his way here."

Everyone at the meeting looked at Commander Price with no shortage of surprise on their features. Admiral Epcar let out a joyous laugh. "Well I'll be. Old Steven's finally decided to come on over!"

"He's coming here in a few weeks to check on things, so we'll need to resolve everything before he gets here," continued Commander Price, "I want to be able to tell him that everything's fine, and that we've got the whole thing handled. So let's hustle, people!"

…

[Unknown Garden World]

Tali pressed a few buttons on the data pad before looking up at the antenna victoriously. The reception was difficult to pierce through given the nearby mountains and clouds, but she'd managed to strengthen the signal. She then placed the datapad back into the beacon and settled down with a levo energy drink in hand, before noticing Mordin walking towards her.

"How goes the beacon assembly?" asked Mordin.

"It's already done, Mordin," Tali answered, closing the cover to the beacon's controls, "It wasn't easy, but I managed to get a signal out. Hopefully, that'll be enough to get us a rescue. What about the others?"

The old Salarian sighed. "Physical damage not too serious, got away just in time; mental damage hard to say. Two have just died from wounds."

Tali nodded in understanding. The flotilla had had its share of Quarians coming back from pilgrimages with tales of near-death experiences, some of whom hadn't recovered. She herself was still trying to come to terms with the fact that her ship was destroyed by an animal attack of all things, instead of a missile. "But no time to worry," Mordin said, "Opportunity to explore presented itself. Need to bring a team for an expedition."

Tali looked at Mordin with no small amount of skepticism in her eyes. "At a time like this?"

"Need to know more about the environment we have landed in," explained the old Salarian, "Must know about wildlife and potentially about neighbors we are staying with. Besides, sightseeing seems to be the optimal way to take mind off the situation. Already have one member, need one more."

Looking out into the distance, Tali knew that Mordin was right; if they were trapped on this planet, they needed to at least know where they were. "I'll come with you," she answered, readying her rifle, "I think I need a change of scenery anyway."

Tali followed Mordin to who else she was going to explore the environment with, only to find someone already waiting for them.

"Tali'Zorah, trust you know Kal'Reegar," said Mordin.

In her mind, Tali wasn't surprised that Kal had volunteered. Most of the Quarians that came along were still in the middle of their pilgrimage, but were capable of defending themselves if the need arose; Kal, on the other hand, was among the few marines the Flotilla had sent, and he had plenty of experience. All in all, he was a good choice for an expedition in the wilderness.

Whatever Tali had to say to her fellow Quarian was lost when a thought had finally crossed her mind. "Keelah! I just remembered! I need to scan both your omni-tools!"

"What for?" Kal asked.

"I've been developing an app in need of testing," she replied, turning on an app on her omni-tool, "It's supposed to use omni-tools synced up with mine to scan the environment, then ping the signal back to the beacon so that we can map out the locale wherever we go. Problem is that we need to stay within range of the beacon for it to work, so this expedition will last until we get to its outer limits. If this works…"

"Then time spent on cartography reduced," Mordin finished excitedly, "Could also help if we get lost!"

"Exactly!" Tali replied, "Though I still have to work out the kinks for this program, which is why I need to test it out now to see how well it works."

"Is everyone ready?" asked Mordin, passing his active omni-tool over Tali's, "Expedition begins as soon as omni-tools sync up and we pick up our rations."

Kal activated his own omni-tool, and did the same before slapping the charging handle on his rifle. "I've got point,

The walk through the environment was quiet, as nobody wanted to attract the attention of the local fauna. Even as Tali kept her eyes out for threats, the expedition had revealed that the place their escape pod had landed in was a rocky highland barren of any noticeable plants. There was a haunting beauty about the locale as they took in the sights, with a subtle hum that added to the serenity of the ecology. The first thing she saw in the distant skyline were large, winged creatures floating lazily in the sky.

"Amazing," said Mordin, glancing from his binoculars to his omni-tool periodically, "In addition being extremely light, arthropods must be held aloft by strong updraft somewhere."

"Reminds me of a scene I saw on a vid of an ocean floor somehow," Kal noted, looking up at the sky.

"Indeed, creatures look like they wouldn't be out of place in an aquatic environment," agreed the Salarian scientist, "Would like to study more, but mapping the area of utmost importance."

The three of them walked around the area until she came to a stop near a particular colorful formation in the rock. It was pink, with a somewhat bumpy and porous texture, and had a pale pink coloration. "What is this thing?" Tali asked, admiring the formation.

Mordin raised his hand with the omni-tool active, scanning the item on the rock. "Some type of coral. Interesting, normally find this in an ocean, not on land. However, caution still recommended; surface appears coarse enough to grind through tight weaving of Quarian suits and cause severe abrasions."

Tali nodded in agreement. Getting a cut then dying of infection was already a bad enough fate for a Quarian, but at least there was a chance to survive; an abrasion was even worse, as entire areas of the skin would be cut open and exposed to all manner of contaminants.

Kal led the exploration team through a rocky outcrop and down a gravelly slope that gently descended into a stunning view of the valley below. Gigantic colonies of coral rose up from the ground, with branches that made them look like trees bare of leaves and flowers, while tiny creatures flitted about in the air and picked at the coral before darting away. As they walked through the forest of coral, Tali could also see larger animals as they went about their business; they were slender, their fur came in either green or blue, and they had dangerous-looking horns atop their heads. It was a tranquil scene, with a light breeze blowing through the forest.

"It's beautiful," noted Tali, lowering her rifle to see the small flying creatures pecking at the coral with their beaks.

"Amazing how normally aquatic organisms such as coral can be adapted for terrestrial life," Mordin agreed, "Here, coral serves in same capacity as trees, and likely reproduce using animals to carry eggs elsewhere. What other oddities does this planet contain?"

"Once we establish a colony on this rock, we'll have all the time in the galaxy to find out," reminded Tali, "Right now, we should be mapping out the entire area…" She was cut off when her omni-tool displayed a red warning sign. "We're near the end of the beacon's reception; good thing too, because we've got plenty of data. If we turn back now, we can get back before it gets dark.

Before anyone could say a word on the matter, a shrill roar pierced the air from above. Everyone looked up to see a large, bipedal creature flying into a clearing in the coral, beating its leathery wings gently as it landed on four talon-tipped toes in a digitigrade stance. It had a long neck and tail and was covered through its entire length in overlapping pink plates and scales, though the expedition team quickly noted patches of quills on the shoulders and its bladed talons lining its wings. Long, bony spines tipped the tail like a paintbrush, while the head terminated in a bony spike jutting out from the chin. As the creature roared, the expedition team was frozen in place upon seeing that it had a set of razor-sharp teeth that could only belong to a carnivore. There was a certain majesty about the creature, as though it were the ruler of its environment; possibly its apex predator.

The pink animal folded its wings against its chest before shaking its body before it finally noticed the four exploration team. It turned towards them, spreading its bladed wings before letting out an ear-piercing roar that caused Tali and Kal to reflexively aim their rifles and pull the trigger as fast as they could in a panic before Mordin could protest. The marksman rifle rounds were unable to penetrate the animal's bony plates, the attempt at killing it only succeeded in angering the winged monstrosity as it let out an even louder roar before taking off into the air, flying towards them. Panicked, Kal and Tali fired off a few more rounds before giving up as the pink animal dove at them

"Everyone, scatter!" shouted Kal.

The expeditionary team ran in different directions as the animal landed talons first, dust kicked up upon impact with the ground. After seeing that the other members of the team were too far away, the creature quickly took an interest in Tali as she was the closest of the attackers to it, its predatory instincts triggered by the sight of fleeing prey. The terror of being chased by an angry, apparently bulletproof animal overrode any sense of direction the Quarian engineer desperately looked for a safe spot to hide until her eyes quickly found a hole in a cliff face near the ground.

Not even bothering to contemplate whether she would fit through, Tali vaulted through the hole and landed in a puddle of water. She could hear the rapid gallop of large feet gradually coming to a skidding halt as the predator paced around her hiding place, sporadically looking through the hole. As if deciding she wasn't worth the trouble, the pink animal let out an exasperated huff before walking away.

Listening as the creature walked away, Tali slumped into the puddle, her body weary from the chase as she let out a relieved sigh as she counted her blessings.

…

[Armax Arsenal Praetorian-class Gunship Tonitrus-1]

The hangar of the Bravery was busy as the crews made sure the Praetorians were ready to embark on a rescue mission to the Garden World. The mission they had was fairly simple; rescue the survivors of the Discovery or at least help them establish a base camp. To that end, the gunships were gutted of their heavy support weapons in exchange for additional transport space, leaving only the mass accelerator door guns behind if things went wrong. Each gunship had a mission to aid one escape pod, which meant that five would be needed.

Nihlus sat in his seat as he waited for the rest of his own team to arrive, fuming at the fact that he had to be assigned a partner and a team. To be fair, the captain had a point: it simply wouldn't do to go alone on a planet where the wildlife was extremely deadly. In all honesty, he couldn't have been given a better team; aside from himself, he was also in a team with Garrus Vakarian, a couple of Nakmor scouts to serve as heavy-hitters, an Asari Sentinel, and his apparent partner Thane Krios.

Thankfully, the green-skinned Drell that sat next to him didn't make any attempts at conversation, though that may have mostly been due to the mood that Thane Krios was in. There was a certain amount of worry in the former assassin's movements as he triple-checked his Krysae rifle's mechanisms and systems, and he could see it in the subtle tremble every time he checked the thermal clip. It also extended to the way that he was also dressed for the mission; normally, Nihlus would've seen him in formalwear on and off the ship, but now he was dressed in the light, tactical armor of a scout.

Aside from the sniper rifle, Nihlus also noted that Krios also carried a fairly large knife. It was much larger than the Hierarchy-standard Pugio, and had a forward-heavy, slightly-recurved blade ideal for chopping with a clip-point, and a serrated spine for use as a saw. It was the same knife that was in every emergency kit; it was a very versatile knife that was able to do whatever job the user demanded of it. Given that much of the Garden World was ruled by nature, it was essential that everyone to carry a knife; though Nihlus preferred the omni-blade app as a rule of thumb.

Nihlus gently tapped Thane on the shoulder, nearly startling the old Drell from his thoughts. "Are we good, Krios?"

"For this mission?" Thane asked back, "Optimal."

"With any luck, we'll be able to complete this rescue, and then we can go our separate ways," Nihlus assured, more to himself than anyone else.

"This mission is as personal to me as it is for the Captain," answered the Drell, "I'll make sure we complete it."

As the engines of the Praetorian fired up, Nihlus looked at his erstwhile partner, wondering what was going on in the old Drell's head while sharpening his survival knife. His mentor Saren once drilled a very simple adage into his head while under his tutelage as a SPECTRE candidate: everyone had a price, the only difference being how much. He was immediately reminded of that when the Rydia Twins picked out the people they did for the expedition━for the Krogans and the Quarians, it was the promise of a fresh start in a new world; for some like the famed scientist Mordin Solus, it was the opportunity to explore new territory. Everyone else seemed to have fairly clear motives for being on the expedition, which begged the question as to how the Twins managed to procure Thane's services for this mission, considering the Drell Assassin was not known to take on pro-bono jobs.

Still, he wasn't one to, in Asari terms, look the gift-uma in the mouth. Drell Assassins were known for their ability to take a life, but they were also extremely adept as spies and scouts, which was why the Twins tried to find as many as possible for the expedition. Given what he specialized in, an assassin of Thane's caliber would keep up well in the reconnaissance missions he would be running for his rescue team.

…

[Unknown Garden World]

The momentary respite that Tali had earned from her escape was all the time that she needed to recover her strength in the small grotto she'd found, eating while taking stock of her supplies. As much as she disliked the flavor of the levo food paste she had in her ration kit, it was all she had to keep her strength up until she could get back to camp for something better. Still, it was one of the things she was able to keep on her person.

After finishing her equipment check, Tali was not too happy with what she saw in her kit. On the plus side, she still had a light medkit with bandages, antibiotics, and medigel, which meant that minor injuries would be the least of her worries in the near future. As far as food was concerned, she still had four remaining tubes of Turian food paste, each of which would give her at least enough calories to last a day if she rationed them.

In terms of armaments, she was not in a good position: her Pilum was destroyed when she accidentally dropped it in the animal's path, wherein it was crushed underfoot. The good news was that Tali had modified her Predator to fire high-caliber rounds just before fixing the beacon, but even she knew that pistols were intended as emergency weapons. Still, she had a few tricks up her sleeves if even that modification wasn't enough; a boot knife in the event she ran out of ammo, and her trusty combat drone Chatika Vas Paus.

Satisfied with her preparations, Tali packed up what she had left and decided to continue the expedition, her high-caliber Predator at the ready. Since she was separated from the rest of the team, she needed to get more of a reference point before finding her way back to the escape pod. As she traveled deeper into the grotto, she found an exit that opened up to even more beauty than the area the team had crashed into. Unlike the crash site, there were tall rocks that stretched out to the sky like towers, and there was far more coral in abundance; everywhere she saw was covered in coral of different colors, most prominent of which being varying shades of vibrant pink. It was the sort of place that a Hanar would feel most at home in, of which she could see smaller versions of floating around in the air.

After taking a moment to admire the scenery, Tali felt no small amount of shock upon noticing the first signs of civilization on the planet in the form of a walkway up against a rock wall. Feeling the need to investigate, she decided to jump across the chasm; the distance wasn't too far apart, but it was more than enough to remind the engineer to mind her step, lest she fall to her death. As she climbed onto the structure, she could see more details of its construction as she tread upon it; the deck, scaffolding, and the flight of stairs were made from thick cuts of oiled wood. The net that she climbed was made of white ropes that were thick enough to potentially support the weight of a few Krogan while eliminating the need for ladders. By no means was she an expert on carpentry, much less architecture, but she could tell that the structure was well-made for its purpose…though having to climb two sets of nets made her appreciate the slow-moving cargo elevators even more.

Tali climbed over the ridge of the wall to see a large, leather-covered tent with strange markings on it. Behind it, she could see four small tables and seats, as well as a lit oven all made from natural stone; it was arranged to give the diners a nice view from above. Curiosity overtook her as she decided to explore the campground further, until she spotted something jutting out near the bushes.

As she rounded the corner of the tent, Tali found items planted into the ground. Their jagged, pyramidal heads were long enough to be used as short swords, and their wooden shafts were even longer. Were it not for the feathers and notches at the other end, they could easily have been mistaken for javelins; their size alone would have been useful for something like a portable, crew-served artillery piece, but she saw no such assembly in the camp. "Keelah, what do these people shoot these things from?"

Whatever thoughts she had on the matter were cut off when she heard the sound of a metallic object assembling, accompanied the light creaking of a tense string being pulled taut. Upon turning around to see who was behind her, Tal quickly found herself staring at an alien wearing what looked like a blue jacket with red trim over a suit of armor. Its face was obscured by the metal helmet that it wore, but she noted the appearance of red lips tightened into a fierce snarl. However, she quickly noted that the alien was wielding a large, mechanical bow with one of the oversized arrows loaded into it.

"Te o agero!"

…

Codex

Armax Arsenal Pilum Battle Rifle

The Pilum was a single-use javelin that revolutionized the way warfare was waged on Palaven, as it allowed Turian Legionnaires to force their enemy to drop their shield. It, along with the Gladius and Scutum, are weapons that are most associated with the Turian Empire, the forerunner to the modern Turian Hierarchy.

While it has long been superseded by the Phaeston as a frontliner weapon and the Krysae as a sniper platform, Turian fireteams find that the Pilum is still a very good weapon in the hands of the team's designated marksman. A high degree of commonality with the Phaeston, and to a lesser extent the Krysae ensures that it can be picked up on the fly, and is generally considered a viable training tool for using and maintaining both rifles. Due to the range and hard-hitting power of its larger rounds, the modern Pilum is permanently locked in a semi-automatic setting so as to reduce felt recoil and to force the wielder to make their shots count, while also being forgiving enough for follow-up shots.

Despite being removed from its place as a service weapon, the Pilum does still see use in Turian fringe colonies as a hunting rifle, and many farmers swear by its combination of power, accuracy, and reliability. Due to this, it has seen somewhat of a resurgence in the hands of explorers.

…

A/N: And it's done, with a cliffhanger.

For the next few chapters, I will be putting heavier focus on where the other escape pods went, but suffice it to say they will all be mixed once they're all established. That's not to say that there won't be other viewpoints, because I will need to cover them.

Also, give a warm round of applause to ravenking64 for being the beta-reader for this story.

Please PM or review to me if you have a High-rank character you want to show up with the following info:

Name:

Race: Human or Wyverian (They're the only races we see doing any active hunting)

Gender: No transgenders, please! I doubt Monster Hunter-verse has the materials necessary to even have transgenders.

Sexual Identity: Gay? Straight? Bi? Omni?

Age:

Height: In centimeters (please make it believable)

Weight: In kilograms

Body Type: Slim, Muscular?

Skin Color:

Eye Color:

Hair Color:

Notable Features: Tattoos, scars, amputations, etc.

Personality:

History: Just a little of what they've done before going to the New World, like what was the biggest monster they killed, or where they come from. That, and what they've been doing while in the New World.

Guild Status: Are they still active? If not, then what do they do now? Are they Guild Knights?

Handler: Do they answer to a Handler, or to a receptionist? If they answer to a Handler, give a brief description of them; name, gender, personality.

Hunter Rank: Are they Low- or High-ranked?

Equipment: Just what weapon they normally use, and the armor they're wearing

Knife: Describe the knife they carry (this is optional)

Palico Name: Name your Hunter's Palico

Palico Description: Describe the physical appearance; tail length, fur thickness, eye color, etc.

Palico Equipment: Describe the Palico's weapon, gear, and armor

Palico Personality: Describe the Palico's demeanor