Sure, I'll join! It's a wonder no one thought of this sooner...
NAME: Andorix Greytalon
Age: 42
Wepon Type: Various (tell you all of what I have, but you probably wouldn't believe me. Or you'd think I'm a hacker. If I were a hacker, I'd have a modded PSP, which I don't. So there. I do however, have about 600+ hours on my MHF2 file, so I've been doing a lot with my account. I even made it to Legend a few weeks ago!!!! +_+)
Screw it. I'll tell you my weapons that I use the most...
GS: Lacerator Blade
LS: Fanatic Dragonwood
Hammer: Ancient Blow (primary)
HH: War Conga
SnS: Black Ruiner Sword
DS: UH&E
Lance: Dragon Rider Spear
GL: Scissor Cannon
Bow: Glorious Victory
L. Bowgun: Profusion
H. Bowgun: Wolf Heirloom
Armor:
Full White Fatalis (melee)
Full Puppet Master (bowman)
Full Genesis (gunner)
Bio: Not much is known about the legendary hunter Andorix Greytalon, for he merely does his job for the ones who hire him and that's that. Even among hunters only a scant few know bits and pieces of his life. According to myth, Andorix was given birth to in unusual circumstances, for he was born as a 16 oz. child. Apparently the first thing to come out of his mouth the moment he was brought into the world was not the common shriek of a newborn, but an enormous roar that shattered the sonic barrier. Realizing the monster he had sired, Yemez Greytalon left his only son to die in the middle of the hills of Kokoto.
Since Andorix sounded like a wyvern, it soon drew bizarre company forth. An unsuspecting Rathian came to that very spot to investigate, thinking it was one of her missing babies. Much to her surprise, she found baby Andorix, lying there helplessly, wailing like one of her babies. As she tried to eat him therein, baby Andorix bit her right on the nose, enough to make her cry out at least a little. In minor displeasure, she took the infant to her nest as a treat to her babies. When he got there, though, he tilted his head up like one of her babies, hungry for food. Eventually the Rathian gave up and treated Andorix as if he was her own.
Now when Andorix was about 23 years old a rookie hunter named Bryce Vondross came into his life.
Andorix was hunting around his home for Kelbi, Bryce had a run-in with Andorix's "mother." It was a harrowing battle of which Bryce was victorious. Bryce then told Andorix that "the beast that had held [him] captive for so long had been slain" and that he was now free. Andorix then saw the corpse of his dead foster mother and flew into a rage. Fortunately for Bryce, he had brought a poisoned weapon, and he then sliced into Andorix's shoulder with the weapon.
Now that kind of poison would have killed a normal man in a matter of moments, but then, Andorix was no normal man. Instead, it had a tranquilizing effect on him, and he fell asleep almost immediately.
Andorix woke up in the civilization of Kokoto upon waking up, where he was then taught to speak effective English, to write quite well, and eventually taught by Bryce to fight and hunt "his own kind." His skill eventually even surpassed that of his own mentor's.
Personality: Despite being 6'7" and being made up of nothing muscle and bone, Andorix has a surprisingly friendly personality. In fact, he thinks that nearly everyone who is in the hunting business is a friend, and fights to the bitter end in undying loyalty.
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