Name: Bertius
Gender: Male
Age (14-19): 19
Description (your character’s appearance): Bertius is a broad, tall human whose always has a flash smile on his face. His hair is cut short to his head with its auburn colour. His entire body is like a rock in the sense of his rough skin and slow movement, not much of a runner nor agile combatant, he tends to stick his ground and let the melee fighters bare the brunt of the attacks.

Personality (how he/she acts): Bertius see's himself as a valuable part of any operation. He likes to think that no group is complete without his Bowgun shot picking out the weakest points of a beast from a distance. He might seem cocky to most people, but his attitude in a fight is to ensure all his friends are just as safe as he is. A charmer with the ladies, Bertius tries his moves wth every woman he comes across, laying on the sweet compliments and his cheap lines; just as bad as when trying to create humour on the battlefield.

Weapon Type: Currently a Heavy Bowgun

RP example (semi-lit):

The wyvern swooped above, Bertius cast his eyes at the Rathalos and yelled to the rest of the group, "Get down!" The talons however were too fast, pinning im down to the ground as the wyvern tried to peck at his body. Struggling against the scaled monster, the ranger's hands dug deep into his pockets in the hopes of throwing a dung bomb in his attacker's face.

The shrill cry of the nearby felines alert the group that somebody had set of a Felvine bomb, the entire pack of the cats scrambled toward the large winged creature, hacking away of its neck with their cheap, crude weapons.