Yes, more characters to post here. You'll all be happy to know that progress on E:JF and SoT has generally resumed to somewhere near its original speed. I'll try to have at least one chapter for both of them up before I leave for vacation midway through August.

Anyway, here are the characters. Five.

Name: David “Erad” Summer
Age: 43
Gender: Male
Alignment: Good
Personality: Crystal’s long-lost father David, more commonly referred to as Erad, was taken prisoner during a short battle near the Myriad Metropolis. He was able to escape shortly after, but he found himself somewhere in a region of Carrotus he’d never seen before, populated by turtles and lizards. Not stopping to see whether or not the reptiles were benign, knowing that he’d be powerless to stop them if they weren’t, Erad was able to escape the region unnoticed, and took up the life of a nomad. He travels from city to city, spending his nights on an open bed in the house of a kind citizen if he is within a hub of civilization by nightfall and on the ground if he is not, and does small tasks around the cities he visits in exchange for food, water, and supplies for his journey. He is driven by the need to return to his wife and daughter, and the knowledge that he’ll eventually find them again, once and for all.
Once a content, well-meaning Carrotan citizen, Erad is now much more cautious in speech and action. He trusts very few others, and he does not go far out of his way to help someone else, unless he knows there’s something in it for him. He is a strong believer in the concept of karma, and keeps track of who he owes and who owes him back.
In battle, Erad follows no rules; he will not hesitate to attack a weaponless enemy, nor will he wait for an enemy to face him. His motivation to achieve victory is not style, nor nobility, but survival; thus, he will do anything and everything to defeat his enemies.
Appearance: Erad has pale blue fur, silver in some places, and brown eyes, unlike the bright green of his wife and daughter. He typically wears a black vest, dark green pants, a navy blue backpack, and a brown leather bracer on each wrist. Also, the code “M-5149” is burned into his right shoulder, which was the entirety of his identification while he was held captive by the reptiles. One of his long incisors is slightly chipped, and there is a scar under his left eye from a battle some few years before, which has long since healed, but is still visible.
Weapons: Erad usually uses guns stolen from his enemies; if, by chance, he has run out of stolen guns, he uses two light, one-handed axes.
Special Powers: None.
Quote: “Okay, there were a lot of things in that sentence that I didn’t like.”

Name: Rochani Solar
Age: 22
Gender: Hermaphrodite
*Species: Casthian (taur feline)
Alignment: Good
Personality: Rochani, once you get to know hir, is very friendly and personable. While not one of the most vocal in a group, shi does speak hir mind when shi feels it appropriate to do so. Though she is not particularly intelligent, shi donates hir limited wisdom or hir honest opinion when it’s needed. Also, shi is usually willing to offer hir body as an alternate mode of transportation for rabbits or similar comparatively light creatures, again when needed.
Despite hir collected outward appearance, Rochani is inwardly uncomfortable with the knowledge that shi is practically a cornucopia of anomalies. Subsequently, the one thing that severely aggravates hir is when someone can’t seem to pull their mind off of one of hir “traits”, be it that shi is a hermaphrodite or, less often, that shi is an adept telepath or a casthian.
Appearance: Rochani’s fur is an orange-gold tone, excepting hir white paws, ventral fur, and twin tailtips. Shi wears a white t-shirt to cover hir upper body, and a loosely-woven, but intricate lattice of black leather straps on hir lower half. Attached to this lattice, about halfway along hir lower body, are a pair of katanas resting in their scabbards; considering shi has not yet been seen to use said katanas, the purpose of carrying them around is unknown to all but hirself.
Weapons: Rochani uses a psychic weapon that shi refers to as a deathball, a silver, glowing, seemingly weightless sphere that shi hurls at enemies. This sphere can tear through metal, concrete, and force shields as if they weren’t even there. Upon impact with a living entity, said enemies implode in a short, but certainly entertaining, display of blue flame. Also, after impact, the deathball will bounce away again, toward another enemy previously targeted by Rochani, and repeats the process.
The only problem Rochani has found with this technique is that shi can’t compensate for a miss, and since the deathball cannot change directions without hitting a living target, shi is forced to stop its flight to avoid hitting and killing an ally. This takes a lot of concentration and energy, the use of which leaves hir vulnerable to attack, and the ensuing explosion produced by the rapidly decomposing sphere of psychic energy, while small, is still respectably powerful.
Special Powers: Rochani is easily stronger than shi looks, able to support a rabbit’s weight with one hand, and the weight of five or six on hir lower back.
Quote: “Yes, I’m a hermaphrodite. Get over it.”

Name: Matthew “Shotgun” Behr
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Alignment: Good
Personality: Shotgun is not an easy person to get along with; he consistently seems to either be pensive or aggravated, and has a very short temper, so it’s a good idea to mind what one says in his presence. In spite of this, he is an invaluable source of lateral thinking, which comes in handy more than even he himself expects it to.
Having once been the commander of the CASF battleship Vigilant, Shotgun has experience in delegating tasks, and can assume leadership when necessary, although it rarely is. However, he has a fear of making costly mistakes; if he does not trust someone else to perform a task close enough to perfection for his liking, he will take it over himself.
Appearance: Shotgun has bright yellow fur and blue-green eyes, and is slightly taller than most other rabbits. He usually wears a belt and a backpack, both black, to hold his piece and sufficient ammunition to rip a hole through a small planet. Also, his palms and fingers are an ashen shade; most of the discolouration comes from the explosive blastpowder in his ammunition, but some of it is due to actual volcanic ash, collected by his father a few days after Shotgun’s birth, that he occasionally sifts through.
Weapons: Unsurprisingly, Shotgun’s dark red, double-barreled weapon of choice is his namesake. He refers to his gun as a scatter blaster, but to everyone else it’s an automatic shotgun. The gun itself can go through two dozen shells in four seconds, so it is in consistent need of reload; however, the shells Shotgun uses are vastly more powerful than standard shells, capable of completely vaporizing a lizard in one shot, or taking down a Tuf Turtle in no more than two or three.
Special Powers: While lacking the skill to hover using his ears, Shotgun makes up for it by using the immense recoil from his powerful scatter blaster to float for a few seconds at a time. Despite that this is usually impractical, it has saved him more than once from suffering a fatal fall.
Quote: “I never fail. I succeed in finding all the things that don’t work.”

More characters in next post. *bites character limit in face*