Monty Rosavault

Monty Rosavault is a Ranger that lives for his work. He grew up in Stonetoil and hated everything about it, including most of his family, running away from home when he was 16 to the Purrfect City (after a particularly heated argument with his father, who was a true Stonetoil man) and never looking back, one of the proudest moments of his life. Monty Rosavault is not his birth name but it is the only one he now accepts. Seeking an existence as far from the authoritarian drudgery of his home, he found a home among the Rangers. With next to nothing in the way of attachments, along with his youthful agility and exuberance, he felt right at home. He's known to smile a lot, always excited at every opportunity to see or experience something new. If such things lead him into danger, more's the better.

Most of what Monty knows he taught himself, or learned "here and there." He keeps his ears open to every word said by any Ranger he comes across, and has nurtured friendships with a lot of cats around the Purrfect City and the Domelands (save for Stonetoil, which he still refuses to visit ten years on). It is his tendency to regard friends and experiences as worth more than mansions and gold, and lives in a state of willing perpetual poverty, never owning more than what he can carry on his back at a dead run (excepting when he's on the way back from a good haul, that is).

Monty's fond of good food, strong drink, and anything that can be smoked, all to excess if he can get away with it. His appetite belongs to a man thrice his size. At meals he has often cleared his plate before the next man is halfway through his, and always asks for more. When asked he often says he eats like that so to build up reserves in case he has to starve a while on a job. None could say he doesn't take his work seriously, though, committed as he is to doing as much of it as possible (and by extension as little of staying in one place as he might). The mobile nature of the Purrfect City suits him quite nice on the rare occasion he's laid up for any length of time, and the sunshine is always fine. Life's a rollicking good time, and one day you die.