-Defense: 10 -Fire Resistance: 10 -Water Resistance: 5 -Ice Resistance: 5 -Thunder Resistance: -10 -Dragon Resistance: 0 -Active Skills: Halve Hunger [10] Personality: Tyrin is a bit of a hot headed hunter. While a strategy is all well and good, he likes to play hunts by ear and spurs of the moment. Of course this leads to close calls as can be seen with several scars but he views it as living life to the fullest and what is bravery, without a dash of recklessness! Of course that's not to say he isn't against having a plan, while with most creatures he likes the chase of the hunt, he knows better that he would have to be much more cautious against an elder dragon, or some of the stronger variants of monsters.
For the most part he is a rather cheery fellow, who enjoys a good laugh or tale. It's hard to dampen his spirits or mood.
Biography: Tyrin hails from Yukumo Village, raised by his father who was the local smithy at the time. He never got to know his mother for she passed from a terrible sickness that swept through the village while he was young. While growing up and working under his father's wing, he saw many come into the shop from simple villagers looking for repairs on tools, to the mighty hunter's that were there at the village to gain armament and hone their weapons. From the tales that these hunter's would regale gave young Tyrin a sense of wonderment and awe. The older he grew, the more restless he got not content with remaining in the village. He wanted to see what lay beyond his village home.
For a time his father tried to curb Tyrin's adventurous spirit but ultimately conceded to defeat knowing that nothing he said would change his son's mind. Tyrin left the village at the age of twenty, setting out with a group of hunter's, at the time being more of just an extra hand to carry supplies. He slowly began learning more on the various skills that a hunter would need to know over time, taking up the hammer as his weapon of choice to clobber monster's with. Along the way he would run into a rather irritating palico named Tove, who eventually became his closest friend.
Other:
Likes -Weapons -Exploration -A good meal and drink especially after a successful hunt.
Dislikes -Restrictions -Wind Monsters -Anyone who is lazy or not worth their mettle.
-Defense: 10 -Fire Resistance: 10 -Water Resistance: 5 -Ice Resistance: 5 -Thunder Resistance: -10 -Dragon Resistance: 0 -Active Skills: Halve Hunger [10] Personality: Tyrin is a bit of a hot headed hunter. While a strategy is all well and good, he likes to play hunts by ear and spurs of the moment. Of course this leads to close calls as can be seen with several scars but he views it as living life to the fullest and what is bravery, without a dash of recklessness! Of course that's not to say he isn't against having a plan, while with most creatures he likes the chase of the hunt, he knows better that he would have to be much more cautious against an elder dragon, or some of the stronger variants of monsters.
For the most part he is a rather cheery fellow, who enjoys a good laugh or tale. It's hard to dampen his spirits or mood.
Biography: Tyrin hails from Yukumo Village, raised by his father who was the local smithy at the time. He never got to know his mother for she passed from a terrible sickness that swept through the village while he was young. While growing up and working under his father's wing, he saw many come into the shop from simple villagers looking for repairs on tools, to the mighty hunter's that were there at the village to gain armament and hone their weapons. From the tales that these hunter's would regale gave young Tyrin a sense of wonderment and awe. The older he grew, the more restless he got not content with remaining in the village. He wanted to see what lay beyond his village home.
For a time his father tried to curb Tyrin's adventurous spirit but ultimately conceded to defeat knowing that nothing he said would change his son's mind. Tyrin left the village at the age of twenty, setting out with a group of hunter's, at the time being more of just an extra hand to carry supplies. He slowly began learning more on the various skills that a hunter would need to know over time, taking up the hammer as his weapon of choice to clobber monster's with. Along the way he would run into a rather irritating palico named Tove, who eventually became his closest friend.
Other:
Likes -Weapons -Exploration -A good meal and drink especially after a successful hunt.
Dislikes -Restrictions -Wind Monsters -Anyone who is lazy or not worth their mettle.
After the firestorm had come to an end with the Blue Suns finally getting the point that it was an unwinnable fight for them, Alya shouldered her weapon following the others to the main hangar to meet up with their esteemed caller finally. While everyone seemed to bombard the volus with questions, Ayla remained silent for the time only scoffing and giving a roll of the eyes at the mention of calling their families. As if her family would care where she was. She busied herself reading through some of the other portions of the contract. She turned the omni tool off at the mention of payment and smirked in her mask. That was what she was after. Oh she would help with cleaning up the system of the rabble but her morality only went so far and morality didn't pay for ship repairs and food.
While other continued to talk and the thought of the payout ultimately in the end now resting assuredly in the back of her mind, she went about eyeing the group now having a bit more time to do so with no bullets whizzing by, of course her eye rested on the geth. She had never seen one up close, well up close and still alive. Most times she had to dispatch them before gutting them to find anything of value or use.