Personality: North is, by all definitions of the word, a survivalist. He prioritizes his own safety, interests, and bank account before worrying for other Pokemon. He severely lacks a moral compass of any kind and prefers to work alone if given the opportunity. North's interest in adventurer work solely stems from the fact that he wants the treasure and money to someday reach a lofty lifestyle. Furthermore, his decision to pursue apprenticeship into the Charizard Guild was partially done to test his own skills. Although he tends to think highly of himself, praise for others tends to be far and few in between. This could be, perhaps, why he struggles to maintain any personal friendships at all.
History: North hails from the Frosty Forest not too far from Mt. Freeze. He was the runt and youngest member of his litter. His siblings mostly received favorable treatment as a result of this. It was believed that he would not survive past his first moon though he managed and eventually became aware of Guilds through the occasional friendly team that passed through the area. Although most that traveled that far were usually looking to save some poor lost soul, it was the promises of unimaginable treasures that led North to applying at the Charizard Guild. It wasn't like his family would miss him anyway. Besides, he was much better than they were anyway.
Other: North is smaller than other Pokemon of his species.
source. "Raptors can be more intelligent than the average human."
Full Name: Jade Davis Nickname(s): None. Gender: Female
Age: 27 Birthday: July 23rd
Personality: Jade generally has a poor grasp on reality. What most would view as an apocalypse is nothing more than entertainment or a game to her. Hunting raptors, whom she finds as intelligent as ordinary humans, has become her favorite hobby. Mind games and logic puzzles amuse her to the point where she takes immense pride in every personal victory against one. She considers herself to be a tactical mastermind and manipulative genius though fails to deliver from time-to-time. Not that there is ever an option in her mind where she should concede defeat or settle for "second best". Jade strongly believes that she is entitled to only the best, including a position of authority and for others to accept her superiority, and plans to achieve this by any means necessary. This is why, perhaps, survival has become less for herself and more for her ego. At the very least, a severe lack of empathy for other survivors has made this much easier for her than it probably should be.
Foraging: Not as much of a skill as it is a book with pictures on what local flora is safe to eat.
Cooking: She's a decent cook and knows how to make meals out of nothing surprisingly well.
Tracking: She likes to believe that she is good at this, but in reality, it's difficult to miss raptors in the wild.
Scavenging: Jade is rather skilled with locating and "borrowing" others' belongings with no plans to return them.
Trapping: Her knowledge usually stretches as far as bear traps and pitfall traps. She's especially fond of the latter.
Sharpshooting: She has some knowledge regarding firearms and seems to know how to handle her rifle relatively well.
Miscellaneous: She has basic knowledge regarding first aid, camping, starting fires, and even climbing the occasional mountain.
Hunting Knife: This is sheathed around her left leg. It's mostly used for skinning animals, chopping meat, and as a last resort weapon.
Shovel: This is for setting traps and occasionally used for self-defense. It can be found strapped to her back along with her machete.
Backpack: Carries non-perishables, night vision goggles, binoculars, a book on native wildlife, a water bottle, and rancid meat.
Machete: This is mostly used for threatening the occasional deranged survivor or cutting through flora. It barely sees combat.
Hunting Rifle: A Remington Model 700. It was a gift from Jade's father and it has since become an extension of herself.
Pouch: It's mostly for fashion, but it also carries ammunition for her rifle. It can be found on the right side of her waist.
Backstory: Jade was born as the eldest of two daughters and lived under a different name for most of her life. Generally speaking, her childhood was uneventful and was spent traveling across the American midwest. Her family never truly found a place to consider their "home". When Jade was a teenager, she eventually became interested in racing raptors for a while and would go on to win ribbons for her efforts. Losing came far and few between with the end result leading to her cycling through raptors. Inferior raptors would be let loose into the wild or shot while bearing the blame of her losses. Jade stopped racing at some during college to focus on her grades and a long term relationship with an unnamed boyfriend. She graduated from Emory University in 2076 with a Bachelor's degree in Biology and went on to be rejected from medical school. Any attempts to reapply were halted by the inevitable fall of human civilization in 2077. It wasn't long before a new food chain was established and Jade was quick to learn its rules.
She prefers to fight from a distance and has been perfectly willing to sacrifice teammates in the past.
She has gone by a different name for almost every survivor group that she's ran with before.
She hates kids and finds them to be "especially useless in times like these".
source. "I've killed before and I am not afraid to do it again."
Full Name: Felicia Haunild Ward Nickname(s): Lady Felicia, Lady Ward, Princess. Alias: None.
Gender: Female Sexuality: Bisexual, but tends to lean towards females.
Birthday: August 24th Age: 20 years old
By appearance, Felicia is often viewed as a small and fragile woman. This, as to be expected, is often used to her advantage. In spite of her frame, however, she is rather "plump" thanks to a lavish lifestyle, various delectable cheeses, and a lack of physical exercise. She also has extremely pale skin, long curly blonde hair, and hazel eyes. Felicia has considered hacking her hair short as a result of recent events, however.
Height: 5'0 ft (152.4 cm) Weight: 124 lbs (56.2)
Clothing: Felicia has always been confined to the style of high society. This included tight corsets, flowing dresses, pointed black shoes, and the occasional head garment. Since the blight appeared, however, her attire has shifted completely. Exquisite garments have since been replaced with loose brown robes and boots of a similar shade. This new style is complimented by a black cloak that would, hopefully, protect Felicia from the natural elements.
Accessories: Felicia has had a white floral parasol for as long as she can recall. Its age is painfully evident from the various patches of mismatched fabric that have since been haphazardly sewed on. It has also begun to fade thanks to repeated exposure to harsh sunlight.
Felicia is always the victim in her mind. She finds society inherently flawed for disagreeing with her and believes that she can never be wrong. This is the mentality that she takes, perhaps, to justify her willingness to commit questionably moral acts if it means "seeing results". These viewpoints are usually expressed in little words, however, as she finds no enjoyment in conversing with those deemed "uninteresting or dull". Although she detests gossip and idle conversation as well, there is also part of her that also lives for scandal or anything that could provide a cure for her tedious everyday life. It might be fair to say that, overall, Felicia is ridiculously bored with her lifestyle and would do just about anything to remedy that. The outbreak of the blight, however, seems to have provided her with exactly the entertainment that she craves.
Painting. Before the blight broke loose, she found it to be a relaxing escape.
Her parasol. She's had it since childhood and thinks of it as an extension of herself.
The various cheeses of high society. She considers cheese among her favorite foods.
Various sharp implements. Who knew that knives were so easy to wield outside the kitchen?
Scandal, conspiracy, and local rumors. Anything to save her from the drudgery of everyday life, really.
Dirty, shallow bodies of water. She finds them both unnerving and aesthetically unpleasing.
Idle chatter and petty, pointless gossip. This is especially true if it leads to nothing of interest.
The entire Christian faith. Not only does she find it to be tedious, but she is also far from a believer.
Her deceased husband, Arley Wald. She found him to be despicable, dull, and unaccomplished in life.
Motivation(s): What was once a search for freedom has turned into a new single goal: survive in this new world. Alignment: Chaotic Lawful. Morals mean nothing to Felicia and she will do anything, legally, to get what she desires. Moral(s): Felicia has no grasp on functioning morals. She, instead, prefers to view herself as the victim or always right. Religion: Felicia is a celebrating Catholic Christian though holds little to no personal belief regarding God, Hell, Heaven, or angels.
Felicia was, once upon a time, confined to act as the eldest daughter of the Bennett family. She was raised on virtues of high society where her days consisted of social appearances, painting, and interacting with the occasional servant. She briefly pursued a secret romance with another wealthy young woman, Cecily Porter, though details have been lost to time and the two have continued to remain close friends instead. As a teenager, Felicia further conspired with some of her family's servants to learn skills unfitting of a noble lady. Among them were quick sparring, cooking, and horseback lessons. These lesson were permanently stopped after Felicia turned eighteen, however, which is when she was sent off to marry a man that was double her age. Although this man shared her mutual hatred of the world, he was quick to be "sacrificed" for Felicia's sake when the blight first emerged.
Occupation(s): A noblewoman and the wife of Arley Wald. Affiliation(s): The Bennett family, the Wald family, and servants to both families.
Arley Wald: Felicia's deceased husband. The two had a mutual understanding yet she chose to "sacrifice" him anyway.
Frederick Bennett: Felicia's father. She never much liked him even when he openly favored her as his favorite child.
Catrain Bennett: Felicia's mother. The two have a cordial relationship at best and a cold relationship at worst.
Destrian Bennett: Felicia's younger brother. She finds him to be an immature, ignorant, and irresponsible brat.
Isabel Bennett: Felicia's younger sister. She's forgettable for the most part and Felicia cares little for her.
Unnamed younger siblings: Felicia has a myriad of younger unnamed siblings that passed before or during birth.
Rival(s): None. Yet. Lover(s): Cecily Porter (formerly; secret), Arley Wald (formerly; public). Enemies: Creatures born of the blight, organized religion, and society as a whole. Other: Felicia had friendships with some of her family's servants. Her favorite was one who cared for the horses, Gavin Rolfe.
Painting: Not that it's especially useful in times of conflict, but Felicia is an exceptionally skilled painter.
Horse Knowledge: Felicia has passable knowledge on how to ride and care for horses thanks to Gavin Rolfe.
Combat: Felicia learned basic combat, namely self-defense, from her family's servants as a rebellious teenager.
Sewing: Like most women of the era, Felicia was taught how to sew during her earlier years and is rather skilled at it.
Scavenging: Felicia lacks experience exploring outdoors, but she has no quarrels "scavenging" what belongs to others.
Cooking: Cooking was mostly reserved for family servants though Felicia has been taught how to cook meals here and there.
Mental: Felicia is generally distrustful of others and may not work well in group settings.
Physical: Felicia is a small girl with little strength, especially when it comes to her upper arms.
Emotional: Although she can force herself to do so, Felicia usually struggles with killing animals even if it means her survival.
Other: A noble upbringing has left Felicia woefully unprepared for long term survival, especially in the wilderness.
Canteen: A metal flask that is usually filled with water of questionable quality.
Food: Meat, cheese, and bread that has been poorly wrapped. Some of it has already begun to rot.
Knife: Taken straight from the Wald kitchen. It is typically used to cut food or as a last resort in combat.
Parasol: Felicia's personal accessory and weapon of choice. She is never seen without it.
She is allergic to garlic.
She has never seen an ocean and someday hopes to.
She has a relatively strong immune system and claims to have never had an illness in her life.
Is there anyone out there for us? With the city lain fallen to dust, Is there anything left to say? Our prayers now lie buried 'neath this rust. Is there any salvation for us? In whatever is left of this crust, Maybe the devil is the only one to love. These souls in wanderlust, There's a reason why. It's the way we die.