P U R S U I T Pursuit is the long-awaited replacement for the old star-spangled Warden-type, who forfeited her life for knowledge during a time of power. We do not speak of her name any longer, and his presence is much appreciated. Please give him a warm welcome, for while you may not see him, he is doing the work that is necessary. Pursuit is a paper-thin, lanky creature, reaching the height of a tall human. His long arms allow for ease of capturing those causing a major disturbance. His head has been repurposed many times, this being either the third or fourth. Pursuit is referred to as male. Pursuit was born to the vaguely harmonic hummings of machinery. Pursuit speaks tactfully, and with a surprising amount of elegance. He does stammer on occasion, however. Generally, Pursuit is quite a stoic beast. He is dedicated to his job, thinking of nothing but what he was born to do. Much better than his predecessor, her skull may have been empty, but her mind was too curious for her good. P U R S U I T
