Here comes the first of my two characters.

Name: Mittens. (His real name is Anvil de Angershank, but he ain't using it anymore.)
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Home region: Silver mountain, Johtoheim
Plate type: Fighting

Appearance: Mittens is really stereotypical as far as the Silver Mountain barbarians go. He is tall, incredibly burly, and wear very little in the way of clothes. In fact the only stuff he wears, in addition to his own weapons, is a fur cloak that was once an Ursaring, clawed and spiked leather gauntlets, a pair of fur boots, a large belt with a metal skull on the front and a pair of... leather speedos. And yeah, that just about covers it. 
He could have been rather handsome if he wasn't so rugged in appearance, but at the moment he is more intimidating than anything else. His face is wrinkled from the harsh lifestyle he have chosen for himself, and his blue eyes are capable of holding some great, harsh cold beneath those bushy and scarred eyebrows. He is completely bald but have a short beard, blond in coloration and the only thing about him that seem well-kept and tidy. A tattoo of Ylvetal spreading its wings is imprinted on his chest. A /-shaped scar cleaves the image in two.

Bio: Mittens was born in a large village, beneath the Silver Mountains of Johtoheim. He was the son of a... lets not be tidy about, whore, and never knew his father. He grew up in a community of kids of all ages, the children of the local whorehouse, who despite being looked down upon for their heritage lived a safe life with the support of one another. The twenty-or-something kids of the group were essentially family, and taught Mittens, who at the time went by his real first name, Anvil. Now, Anvil was pretty good at fighting, even by Silver Mountain standards, and got a lot of respect for it while growing up. More than anything, he wanted to break out of the label people had placed on his head simply due to what his mother was doing for an occupation, and he relied on his fighting skills in order to make a name for himself. As he came of age and left the village for the challenges of the Silver Mountain and later the world, Anvil carved his name into the nightmares of his enemies, becoming a bounty hunter and shadow pokemon exterminator. 

He usually traveled in parties of fellow fighters, and at one time the mighty warrior found himself in the company of a new band who was not worthy of his trust. He was on a quest to protect a small village in Kantonia from a nearby pack of shadow pokemon when he received a powerful blow to the back of his head, and lost his consciousness. When he awoke, the rest of his band had left the village with any pokeballs he might have had with him, and much of the valuables the village had. Worse than even that, Anvil had lost all of his memories, not even remembering his name. 
With nowhere to go back to, he remained in the village, allowed to stay despite their initial distrust. Not remembering his old personality, he forged a new one; in addition to fighting off shadow pokemon, which he quickly got pretty good at again, he realized he quite liked knitting, kittens and flowers. The fearsome Anvil de Angershank was no more, and instead there was only Mittens, who got his new nickname from the villagers he stayed with. It was a joke that kind of stuck. 

Mittens stayed with the village for several years as his memories slowly returned to him. He remembers that he was once Anvil, but also that Anvil was a very angry man with a wholly lot of inner conflict, and Mittens... well, Mittens was just a much more peaceful guy, comfortable with who he was and with no need to prove anything to anyone at all. Today, Mittens travel the world as a mercenary once again, aiding in the capture of shadow pokemon in exchange for money. He is once again carving his name for himself, but it is with a good-hearted nature and stifled laughter behind his back, rather than with death and bloodstain in a world that is already conflicted.

Weapons/magic: Anvil wear a multitude of weapons, most notably his pair of oversized, double-sided battle-axes. One have a carving of the sun and the other of the moon, both shining down on heaps of human skulls. 
He also wear a pair of daggers, and the gauntlets he wears have metallic claws that, combined with his physical strength, is more than enough to put a permanent dent in somebody's eye. He prefer his axes, though.

Pokemon party: 

Nickname: Colette
Species: Pangoro
Attacks: Earthquake, Crunch, Sky Uppercut, Poison jab
Bio: Colette, like most Pangoro, possess quite a temper when it comes to fighting, but she have a heart of gold and outside of battle she is a very tolerant pokemon. Colette joined Mittens party as a newly hatched Pancham who, like all Pancham, tried her best to look more intimidating but failed. Perhaps that was why she seeked out the scary-looking man who lived in the outskirts of the human village, but whatever the case she ended up staying in his company. 

Nickname: Rudigar
Species: Pignite
Attacks: Flame charge, Wild charge, Brick break, Low Sweep
Bio: Rudigar is a disciplined pokemon who rarely allow himself the luxury of relaxation. He is friendly around others and likes to join in a good joke, but when it's all done and over with, he goes back to his constant state of vigilance. He have a scar running over his right eye, which have gone completely blind, and he dislikes it when people approach him from that side. Perhaps in order to make up for his handicap, Rudigar is taking his own training very seriously.

Nickname: Whistles
Species: Skitty
Attacks: Wish, Copycat, Heal Bell, Return
Bio: Mittens should probably replace this guy with a pokemon that is remotely useful in battle, but Whistles is just a guilty pleasure. He can just take one adorable look at Mittens and all his stress melts away. Whistles enjoys playing with yarn and chasing leaves, and also likes to bake poffins. Mittens got him from a pokemon shelter for abandoned pokemon. He was actually looking for a Riolu he heard was there, but could not bring himself to leave without Whistles. Because. Dem kitten eyes.