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• The lights are on and everybody's home, he's one misstep away from committing friendly fire on the innocent that's how unhinged he is. The constant yelling, the literal bouncing off the walls, and the laughing, oooh, that laugh can send chills down to the soul. However, beneath the madness is an unflinchingly loyal primate with a sharper mind than what people give him credit for. Whew, glad to have him on the hero’s side.
• Rhynoc exterminator turned battlefield liability, he's been deemed 'psychologically unfit' to join the Peace Keeper Army, so he's joined Handel and Greta. 'Secret Agent Agent 9' doesn't roll off the tongue well, but since the Rhynocs have more or less conformed to a life of peace without the Sorceress, he had to find work elsewhere. 
• He's got more war stories than the damn Peace Keepers, though most teeter along the war crime category. Whether it be the time he packed enough fireworks together to blow up a Rhynoc fortress in Seashell Shores or the time 'Mr. Laser Blaster' ran out of ammo and he was forced to introduce 'Ms. Cybernetic Claws' to an army of Rhynocs in Spooky Swamp, listeners will experience the full range of emotions. The stoic and often gruff Cynder likes him the most out of Spyro's colleagues, and for good reason. He makes her do something that she hardly ever does, something that few have ever witnessed her do... He makes her laugh. His scatterbrained heroism reminds her of the folks in the Dream Weaver Realms, his chaos is comforting to her. Agent 9 thinks she's a good listener and an amazing battle buddy, but trust and believe the real icing on the cake is the banter. She can counter his lightspeed dark humor with her own deadpan wit, it’s spectacular.
• Out of the friend group, he's the best babysitter for the baby dragons. To start, he's the 'fun uncle' who plays so many games that the kids get tired before he does and he rarely sticks to the schedule given to him by the elders, because they're so bland compared to what he comes up with on the spot. Activities depend on the realm, but he always finds ways to involve excessive amounts of sugar and his laser blaster. In all fairness, he is a rather big kid himself and the only one who could possibly keep thirty children entertained at a time. He bails Hunter out of sticky situations all the time, like when the babies set him on fire or bite his tail… Off. 'Hey, hey, hey kids!!! Uncle Hunter has to reattach his tail right now, hehehe. Wanna go fry some Gnorcs for fun?'
• Without the helmet and 'space suit' he's got a lot of incision scars from the numerous surgeries performed on him by his creator. The Professor hooked him up with all sorts of enhancements which he documented for future analysis. Agent 9 has read those documents and is disappointed beyond belief at the Professor for not replacing his actual feet with rocket boosters, he won't lose hope, though. Maybe on his birthday or Christmas he'll get them, this monkey is not known for quitting, he'll install them on his own if he has to. ‘This monkey wants to fly, doc!! Hehehe - Ah, I figured you’d say no, so I made a whole three hundred slide presentation of all the benefits. Number one, I can kick major booty at higher elevations…’.
• The Professor has tabs on Agents 1 through 8 and makes sure that every Agent is aware of the other's existence. Their track devi - identification chips are meant to monitor their vitals and statuses, so the Professor is able to deduce their current activities and whereabouts. Agents 1 and 2 fell in love and eloped to Dragonfly Falls, condition(s): stable. Agent 3 lost contact with the Lab after she went on assignment to Dino Mines, condition: unknown. Agents 4, 5, 6 are on a space station ready to receive orders at a moment's notice, condition(s): stable but subject to change in zero gravity environments. Agent 7's body rejected the protective titanium plating around the medulla oblongata, but x-rays show the foreign object unintentionally severed the brainstem, condition: decommissioned. Agent 8 is retired from active service and currently resides in the primate exhibit at the Avalar Zoo, condition: stable.
• His brain implants need to be recalibrated twice a year, or else he'll be rendered 'brain dead'. It's not hard to tell when its time either, because he'll be uncharacteristically sluggish and quiet. The only remedy to this situation is to give him a gargantuan boost of energy, sadly, sleep and food won't cut it... But fifty thousand volts will. The nape of his neck has little outlets at the base meant for composite cables to go so his body can directly receive the voltage. After an hour or so hooked up to his Lab's supercomputer, he'll resume his regular activities at his normal supersonic speed.

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• A yeti who thinks he's all that and a bag of chips, he's a cool kid whose up to date on all the latest trends and is all about maintaining his image. He's moody, he's messy, and he wants to stand out. And boy does he stand out, compared to his older brother's profound optimism, is remarkably cynical, though his sour exterior could be chalked up to teenage angst. Because on the inside, he's a big softie just like his older brother and a bit of a crybaby, too.
• When asked 'what do you want to be when you grow up?' His answers never stay the same since he's barely thirteen with plenty of time to choose a profession. There was professional snowboarding for the 'Sasquatch Six', veterinarian, lawyer, seal trainer, the sky's the limit, honestly. For now, he should stick with his summer job at the Outpost’s snow cone stand, a popular spot for all the young yetis to chill out. ‘Eugene, how come nobody wants to try any lemon syrup?... What? Why are you looking at me like I’m daft?’
• He's a good friend of all the young dragons with one in particular catching his eye. Him and the young dragoness Ember really hit it off, he's never seen a warrior dragon before and she's never seen a friendly yeti before. He finds there's a lot to admire about her, for starters, the way she cuts through solid ice boulders with her wing blades like it's nothing is super freaking awesome! He should’ve figured she would be an excellent fighter too after witnessing her take on five Rhynocs that were harassing him and Eugene and win singlehandedly. Oh, and that cute little laugh she does when he gives her a compliment is also nice or the way her face lights up when he brings her heart shaped ice crystals... Gives him butterflies?... Uh - oh. So, far the only ones that he's told about his not-so little crush on the Peace Keeper girl are Eugene and Spyro, the worst love gurus a guy could ask for. Honestly, ‘just talk to her’ isn’t going to cut it when he can barely look her in the eyes properly. He’ll just stick to his ‘immaculate’ strategy of bugging them to spill information about her and waving at her whenever she’s in town making sure there’s at least twenty feet between them.
• His best friend in the whole wide world is Eugene, another little yeti who bears a striking resemblance to the yeti in Frozen Altars. 'Tha was me brother, Ellington, ya know, tha one ya big bro beat up'. Yeah, that was definitely a bump in their friendship, for a while Eugene wouldn't bother sparing him a glance when they passed each other in the street. Eugene did eventually forgive him after he was promised a yearlong pass for free snow cones and a date with his ‘purple dragon friend’. He can get him snow cones, but a date with Spyro? He’s on his own with that one. The hardest part is just finding him, which could take months, so… Good luck out there Eugene!
• The seals were only in it for the snacks, their shifty little eyes say it all. 'Bugger! Those slippery fiends took all my minnows! Bentley, let me borrow your club for a minute, I've got unfinished business'. Like the incredible big brother that Bentley is, he reasons with the seals himself, unsuccessfully, but he tried. Those seals have sharp teeth and Bartholomew is not going to risk getting torn to bits, so he settled with throwing snowballs back at them instead, getting absolutely pummeled by his own creations in the end.
• Embarrassed by Bentley more and more as the years go by. He still tries to wipe his mouth for him at dinner and kiss him goodnight before bed, it's mortifying! 'Bro, I'm old enough to travel the realms by myself! I don't need a bloody babysitter following me around'. Bentley does attempt public displays of affection on a horrified Bart who literally swats his face away every time he comes in for a nuzzle and a bear hug. Bentley may not be ready to accept his baby brother getting older yet, but he’s getting there.
• Bamboo Terrace is one of his favorite places to visit, there's everything there. Nice locals, good weather, and delicious food. Speaking of food, he eats ten times more than his big brother does when he’s there. He got him and Bentley kicked out of a ‘Barbeque and Grill’ because he wouldn’t stop eating, he ate literally everything, down to the salt packets and substitute sugars. He’s even got his picture up in the restaurant, well, two pictures, actually. One for winning a dumpling eating contest and the other posted on the front window warning neighboring restaurants not to let him eat at their establishments.

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• Smart doesn't even begin to cover it when it comes to Bentley, he's got the brains and the brawn. This modest yeti is nothing short of a gentleman, being exceptionally considerate to the thoughts and feelings of others well before his own. The only folks who should be worried in his presence are those that pester his friends and family, because he's not afraid to put that ginormous club of his to good use.
• He's been hunted most of his life by greedy, villainous types for one reason or another, he'd make a great henchman, or they thought his hide would sell at a high price. For this very depressing reason, he never stayed in one place for long during his youth, often fleeing for his life from one remote cave to another with baby brother in tow. Bentley was inspired by his rough upbringing to be more than the 'simple beast' all yetis are labelled as and took up studying under the polar bears in Icy Peak during his unusually prolonged stay of almost a complete decade. He's never told anyone of his dream because he's still not quite sure what he wants to do with his life, but he knows he wants to be a professor and teach future generations... something. Knowing Bentley, he could teach anyone on any subject like he's been educating for years, he's a never-ending fountain of knowledge, he’s just got to make the first move.
• Spyro and the other dragons are and forever will be considered family. It was like having another baby brother for him, which is nice, and made even better when he gets to see all his new little dragon brothers and sisters. 'What an adorable assemblage you all are!' He would give all one hundred and sixty-two proper nuzzles if he could, but he can only hold twenty squirming hatchlings at a time.
• He's been trying to get Bartholomew to at least look up from his phone long enough to mumble a decent 'hello' to the young dragons. According to Bart, Spyro and Flame are 'cool', Cynder is 'scary', and Ember is... 'nice'. To translate, he's friends with Spyro and Flame, Cynder is warming up to him, and Ember has obviously caught his eye, but Bentley hasn't let it slip that he knows... Yet. He'll let Bart come up to him first with questions so he can lead him through it, although he does have to admit that watching his little brother fumble around her is excruciating, but he needs to figure some of it out on his own.
• His rock collection is going strong with thirty current pieces. His favorite entry is that giant club he's seen dragging around wherever he goes, a birthday gift from his little brother and good friend Sheila. He imagines that having to roll an enormous stalactite towards his outpost was no small task and he carries it around with him abnormally grateful for what would normally be an inconvenience to others. It doesn't fit in any of his rock collection cabinets, sure, but man is it good for walloping Rhynocs.
• After those infamous boxing matches in Frozen Altars, Bentley was seeing red. He was so livid he chewed Bartholomew out the whole way home for having him fight that other Yeti for a ball that was never there to begin with. He grounded him for two weeks; it would've been longer if he hadn't brought up the fact that he still got the dragon eggs that his friend was looking for. The eggs were the one silver lining of what could have been his loudmouth brother's last day on the planet because that other yeti was about ready to stomp on him just to make the brat quit whining. Bentley is being run ragged by his brother's insistence on getting into scraps with people ten times his size, every other week he's picking a fight with someone or being targeted by someone, there’s no in-between.
• He sheds like crazy in the summer, Bart is able to make 'hairmen' out of the dense tufts of fur that come off his big brother, it’s actually kind of concerning. Though, Despite the mess it makes, Bentley breathes a sigh of relief knowing that his fur is falling off at a natural pace instead of getting matted to his body from his atrocious sleeping patterns. Getting mats on his body is a pain he wouldn't wish on his worst enemy, knots tightly pulling on his body leave his skin stinging and itchy, which means it's time to bust out the razor and get to work on removing them before he faints from the pain.
• He is a massive fan of all the magical entertainers in Crystal Islands, the Amazing Randini being one of his favorite Gnome Wizards to watch live. The 'Whack-a-Mole Incident' hasn't dampened his love for seeing their shows one iota, but he's staying as far away from the 'Tiresome Talpids' as he can, because bopping moles on the head while they ran circles around him was more stressful than when he got kidnapped by the Sorceress’s Rhynoc enforcers. 'It still perplexes me to this day why those digging Gnome Wizards were compelled to pursue the moles whilst I was correcting their unruly behavior with my club. If I had been less vigilant, those Gnome Wizards would've been flatter than a slice of parchment’.

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• Too soft and empathetic to willingly do lasting harm to anyone, for better or for worse, she lets her tender heart rule her when it comes to making crucial decisions. She did put up a sassy, mysterious facade while serving under the Sorceress, but nobody with functioning eyes and ears was ever going to fall for her lackluster performance. The real Bianca, free from the evil influences that previously surrounded her, can hardly stomach violence or bullying after being tormented for years by the worst reptilian ruler she's ever known.
• Formerly the Sorceress's apprentice, she has improved tremendously with her magical abilities from when she first started as a little girl, but that didn't stop the Sorceress from berating her anyway. She could never glean proper praise or positive reinforcement; something was always amiss. 'Why are you holding your arms up like that? Ugh, you don't have to make those stupid poses every time you cast a spell, girl'. After the Sorceress 'died' in the lava pit, she went through her collection of spell books and scrolls in Super Bonus Round and finished a good chunk of her magic training without her.
• Little brother and big sister, she was way happier than Spyro was when all of the baby dragons were returned to their proper realms, but prior to her return to the Forgotten Realms, the elder dragons wanted to have a… quick word with her. The entire dragon population was split even between wanting her head on a platter and wanting to banish her from the Dragon Realms for life until Spyro loudly defended her by bringing up her change of heart by the end of their journey which definitely saved the rabbit a metaphorical, or maybe literal, thrashing from his elders. So, the dragon clan leaders reluctantly conceded under one condition, she had to do community service for each leader. Nestor, not really wanting to punish but also not wanting her to go unpunished, instructed her to write a fifty-thousand-word apology letter under the scrutinous eyes of the Dark Hollow residents. Titan, wanting to keep the freshly redeemed hero safe from grievous injury by the claws and blades of his fellow Peace Keepers, had her scrubbing the rust off a couple hundred weapons lying around in the farthest, dingiest Dry Canyon armory he could possibly find. Cosmos personally put her through the most grueling magic training she's ever experienced in her life, adamantly refusing to let any other Magic Crafter take over for him. Bruno made her catch the unruly Razor-beaked Chickens in Terrace Village and Lateef gave her extensive therapy in Lofty Castle, one on one, to start her healing for everything that happened to her while in service to the Sorceress.
• Hunter and her are soul mates, his laid-back attitude and naivety help ground her when her thoughts become overwhelming, it also helps that he's funny, kind, and 'unreasonably' handsome. They're still in their honeymoon phase and practically glued at the hip, they really do travel everywhere together. Though, it was with Hunter that she discovered just how much she loves going on adventures to new places and meeting new people, which, for her, is a dream come true.
• Worked with Elora to move the remaining Rhynocs to an area where they could stay for the foreseeable future. They found a nice empty valley for them to live, but they haven't decided on a name yet, something along the lines of 'Rhynoc Valley' or 'Rhynoc Refuge'. They're resourceful creatures, all Bianca did was tell them to forge their own path, and the Rhynocs took it to heart. They went to work building their own town and in no time, they had their own cozy settlement.
• She had humble beginnings as a farmer with her family in Lost Fleet. It was actually her cousin, Teresa, who suggested she find a mentor, and, after cycling through an embarrassing number of teachers, she found one. The one person who wouldn't force her to leave if she accidentally turned one of their servants to stone turned out to be a cold, manipulative dictator who made sure that she had no remaining ties to them immediately after agreeing to an apprenticeship. Although, in the end, after Bianca was 'relieved of duty' and completed all of her community service in the Dragon Realms, she spent several long weeks catching up with her folks and working on the farm.
• The magenta robe was an XXXL straight from the Sorceress's own personal junk pile, it's still got the same few stains on it, but it served its purpose well. And Bianca would rather not incur the Sorceress’s wrath by wearing better fitting, and not to mention, cleaner garments because she would without a doubt lose that argument. The only real saving graces about that crusty old garment she was forced to wear was that it had pockets on the inside and that it kept her sufficiently warm in colder climates.

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• He has the makings of greatness in him, his frequent mentioning of his 'fresh-air-a-phobia' is really just a habit he's yet to shake, he's long since gotten over his fear of the outside world... For the most part. Above ground, he's way easier to scare with his hypersensitivity to sights and sounds, his greatest attribute, proving to be quite troublesome for him in crowded and brightly lit places, but underground, he's unshakably confident though never to the point of being cocky or bigheaded, he's far too humble and honest for that. Lastly, despite his two differing personas, he'll always do good deeds to prove to others that he can be a great hero in his own right... Or a decent sidekick at the very least.
• His uncle, the Professor, built him all that gear he lugs around twenty-four seven which makes traversing through the earth a breeze. He needs the best tech if he wants to be the best hero, and the only thing stopping him now is his overprotective mother who desperately wants him to be a miner like. Every. Other. Mole. So, he tells her that he's working in the mines, a half-truth, but really, he's going out exploring or working for his uncle when he's in town.
• Spyro is not really the 'dig around in the cramped dirt tunnels for treasure' kind of guy, but Flame... This is right up his alley! That little guy loves gems and all things shiny, glossy, and valuable, and his family back home in Thieves Den already lived in dank caves, so he's easily cultivated a strong friendship with Blink through common interests alone. Though, they might not have the best influence on one another, with Blink teaching Flame how to make gunpowder and Flame teaching him how to lie and steal without getting caught in case of 'emergencies'.
• If he hadn't worn his ruby-lensed goggles the first time he broke through the humus of Artisans, he would've been completely blinded by the afternoon sun. He was so overwhelmed by the new sights, smells, and sensations that he froze mid-dig just trying to take it all in. If Uncle Professor hadn't practically dragged him out of Moleville, he would've stayed in that mound with only his head poked out for days.
• His mother is deathly afraid of Blink running into Eskimoles because, according to her, they're a pack of 'wild savages with frostbitten brains'. She doesn't know this, and he's not going to tell her, but Blink loves the caves in Frostbite Village, the Spiders, the unexplained tendrils of evilness, the Dark and Light Gems, all of it! Blink 'I love a good challenge' the Mole can handle himself just fine with his laser blaster and portable bomb dispenser. The Eskimoles are actually quite friendly to other Moles it's non-Moles they hate, plus, they pay handsomely for anyone brave enough to bring back the local delicacy that is Spider Queen eggs, and Blink always delivers.
• He's a chronic hoarder, nothing gets tossed and nothing gets left behind, it only gets lost beneath the colossal mountains of 'souvenirs' he's collected throughout his travels. His mother and brother get on his case about it every day because why does he have to put his stuff in literal piles?  Willard couldn’t care less if his brother's room was clean or not, he just wants his lent sunglasses back, which typically ends with Blink finding everything his brother ever gave him from infancy to now without ever finding the item initially asked for. 'Blink! How am I supposed to Uncle Professor’s new satellite before launch if you can't even find my new shades... No, I don't want your goggles, they only fit your big head.'
• 'So... You're not a Gemcutter?' Blink is already abnormally tall for a Mole, and for a Gemcutter for that matter, just because they both harvest gems for a living doesn't mean they're the same species. But going over a lengthy science lesson on the differences Gemcutters and Moles with Agent 9 is a completely wasted effort. One, it's Agent 9 for crying out loud, he's half-listening on a good day, and two, 9's not finished training him to become the 'ultimate hero'. 9 is a good teacher for Blink and Blink alone, because the Mole grew up around him so of course he can decipher his insane ramblings and dodge his stray laser blasts.

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• A friend, plain and simple, she’s a girl with a sunshiny disposition, a maternal nature, and a pinch of sass in her character, but Elora is a lover not a fighter. She's the one dutifully taking care of everyone behind the scenes, and her scarily accurate intuition means that she always knows the best route to take when there's conflict. If a problem needs quick solving, go to Elora first, she’ll never steer one wrong.
• She initially represented Magma Cone as its de facto ambassador, but when Ripto arrived in Avalar, she went right to work rallying those affected by his actions during that tumultuous first week to no avail before Spyro made the scene. Then after his defeat, she was content to going back to her home realm, but now everybody knows who Elora is and what she's done for Avalar during Ripto's 'reign' and for it she's earned the complicated title of a hero-celebrity-ambassador to Avalar as a whole. 
• Everybody knows about it except for him, the 'goo-goo' eyes, the constant nudging for him to come see her in Avalar, it's hard not to notice. '~Hey Spyro, I was wondering if you'd like to walk with me... Or maybe get ice cream'. He usually accepts her offers, but he brushes off her advances as being overly friendly, yes, he's pretty dense when it comes to people flirting with him. Sadly, for Elora, Spyro will never return her feelings, because romance and all the icky, mushy fluff it entails doesn't interest him at all. He is young, but he has yet to have a crush or actively seek anyone out, and once he picks up on Elora's signals, he's going to turn her down as gently as he can.
• Those have to be bags and dark circles beneath her eyes, that's right, this Faun is tired. She can and will run herself ragged for the sake of others, traveling quick between realms at lightning-fast speeds to get to where she's needed. Rightfully concerned, Hunter offers to takeover on some of her missions, because it's not fair for her to deal with every trivial conflict that happens between the realms to which she readily accepts, but Hunter’s plans don’t exactly work out as he intended, because she inadvertently finds another unfortunate fellow to rescue and nurture.
• The cousins in Fracture Hills stay in touch with her through letters. 'Aw, how sweet of them, they shouldn’t have... Oh, more party invitations... Nice, they really shouldn't have'. Sometimes a girl just wants to have a small family gathering in the backyard, a quiet cookout, and not a raucous rave that stretches for three and a half blocks. Fauns are notorious for throwing wild parties and Elora is equally notorious for avoiding most of them, which, much to her chagrin, only makes them celebrate harder when she does make one of her rare appearances.
• She'll gladly talk about how she met both the Professor and Hunter, because how could she not share? She met Hunter first after he saved her from being abducted by a Sheep UFO meant for him. From there, they've been pretty good friends who act more like siblings with how much bickering they do. Now, her newer friend, the Professor, actually sought the help of the Alchemist in Fracture Hills and stumbled across Elora instead who was all too interested in helping with the Professor's newest project, the 'Super Portal'. 
• She gets her shoes mixed up with Hunter's all the time. If he can't find them, then she can, sometimes she'll be wearing them, too. So, to combat the frequent misplacement of her iron Faunshoes and his tennis shoes, she's underwent the time-consuming process of labelling all their semi-personal items with a big 'E' and a bigger 'H'.

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Greta:

• The more professional one out of the two, she's always focused on the mission. Her sugary sweet doll like demeanor is what she uses around allies and neutrals, makes it easier for her to keep tabs on them and maintain positive relationships. Her merciless secret operative persona that she assumes while on the job is reserved for hostiles and assigned targets. Though on her few and far between vacation days, she's shockingly a normal little girl, one who loves drawing unicorns, eating ice cream, and practicing taekwondo.
• Reading over her personal files reveals that everything has been either redacted or destroyed. How... Interesting. The last public record of her ever having a 'legitimate' occupation says that she was an apprentice baker two years ago, the rest is hidden to protect her real identity and likely her dubious past as well.
• Don't tell him, but Spyro's secret agent training isn't going so well. He's equally as unsubtle as her brother so he's been unofficially delegated to 'Secret Weapon S' or 'Firecracker'. He's strictly to be called upon in the direst, most world-shattering of emergencies, which suits the purple powerhouse just fine, though he does kind of wish that he could see the Agents' Head Quarters every once in a while.
• Graduated from college at age five, she has master's degrees in chemical engineering, psychology, and criminal justice. She remembers quite fondly the exhilarating feelings of taking those last final exams in that blocky highchair she had to use when she sat virtually anywhere at school.
• "Pawents? Not since ouw last ones went missing". The twins' birth parents went M.I.A after 'Operation Breadcrumbs' failed leaving the newly orphaned Handel and Greta with their hermit witch of an aunt who lives in her mobile candy home. She was a nice lady most of the time, but her hunger pains would cause her to eat everything in sight, even her own house. And to add to the misery, living in a house made entirely out of candy gets sticky and uncomfortable fast. So, once her and Handel joined Head Quarters, she started her own private investigation into the disappearance of their parents with nothing but a trail of breadcrumbs and a handful of peppermints to go off of.
• Agents Jack and Jill are their annoying rivals at best and bitter nemeses at worst. The twins despise Handel and Greta for taking their gigs, and often get into petty competitions and verbal arguments during a job voicing their strong disdain for the blondes. Jill openly blames Greta especially for both her and Jack's cybernetic enhancements after Greta allegedly let them take a nasty tumble into Rhynoc territory in Fireworks Factory, and while their superiors have attempted to brush that situation under the rug, there is a hint of truth to the accusations that both parties do occasionally acknowledge.
• Finds Agent Zero talented, but kind of stupid. She's already doing missions with her clumsy bother Handel and now she has to deal with 'Spy Training' from Zero. She lets him go on about his near incomprehensible techniques but only because she occasionally receives useful advice from the lug, a one in one thousand chance sort of situation.

Handel:

• The laxer twin, he's so gullible and distractable that Greta still isn't sure how he got cleared frontline work in the first place. He's clumsy, forgetful, and unprofessional, and 'super rude' as maintained by Greta, but he still accomplishes most of his duties at some point or another.
• His leaked personal files reveal that he used to be a Science, Technology and Weapons Analyst before heading out to the frontlines. Qualified in espionage, hacking, de-escalation, bomb diffusion and CPR he's got everything a super spy could need except for firsthand experience. His sister’s been at this 'spy stuff' a lot longer than him, but he's catching up quick thanks to the guidance of both Agent Zero and Greta.
• They've bonded over their mutual dislike of love and all things romantic. Handel's younger than Spyro, not to mention far less mature, so of course he's the one that leans heavier into teasing their friends for their crushes and romantic relationships. And when they're not joking around, Spyro occasionally takes him out flying, these are rare occurrences, though, because Handel squirms too much and has come dangerously close to slipping right off his back and plummeting to the ground below. “Don't worry Spyro, I never go flying without my parachute, now do a loop-da-loop!”
• Genuinely thought he was dying of cooties after he was kissed on the cheek by Tara the world-renowned explorer after saving her from deadly pit of scorpions in one of Desert Ruins many booby-trapped corridors. He said he broke out in a sweat, his heart rate quickened, and he felt slightly nauseous. Cue the eyeroll from his sister who was using every ounce of willpower in her body not to laugh as Handel described getting his first crush. “Greta, I think I got bit by scorpion or something. Man, I hope Tara didn't get bit, she's too tough and pretty- p-pretty cool, I-I mean pretty cool! Greta, stop laughing at me! You know that's not what I meant... And pass me the anti-venom capsules, would ya?”
• Forced on medical leave once because of his rather expansive set of cavities on top molars first to third left side. Every agent he's ever met could see that one coming for a long time, the boy's always got candy stashed away in his pockets, his shirt, his hat and, much to the disgust of everyone, his socks. His insatiable sweet tooth has led to three rotten teeth and toothaches so severe he’s had to lay down in dark quiet room to numb the pain.
• 'Twincaster', their ultra secret power move, makes him sleepy afterward because it takes up so much power. Greta handles the fatigue better than Handel who is more than willing to collapse on the ground and take a quick power nap right after using it.
• He's cut Greta's pigtails off before, but he swears to this day that it was her fault for not using her 'big brain' to choose their disguises fast enough. They 'needed' to look identical to one another to infiltrate an Icebuilder village in order to catch a gang of Thieves disguised as villagers, but Handel, never missing an opportunity to mess with his sister, exploited the situation and Greta fell for it. Take note that Icebuilders wear hoods over their heads, so that free haircut generously given by her loving brother wasn't the least bit necessary. After the mission was completed, Handel disappeared for a week and Greta was happier than she ever was, but if asked the whereabouts of her absent brother, she would say that he was on a 'top-secret assignment' in Haunted Tomb.

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• He's definitely living his life to the fullest, but that sort of thing comes with being an adrenaline junkie. Hunter won't hesitate to let his competitive side override what little common sense he has if it means he gets to push his athletic prowess to its absolute limit. He can get cocky and sarcastic, but with his soft inflections and neutral expression it can be hard sometimes to differentiate when he's being genuine or subtly mocking. Furthermore, one last piece of advice, don't ask too much of him at once or at least supervise him while he runs errands, because he will 'forget', go M.I.A for a week, and reemerge at a skateboard competition in a realm thousands of miles away.
• Although he may end up being the butt of many, many, many jokes, there's no denying that he's one multitalented individual. He's a superior self-taught archer, skateboarder, airplane pilot, helmsman, adventurer, etc. Most of the skills he's acquired are from years of questing across the treacherous worlds of Avalar, though most of the time spent honing these skills coincides with when he's slacking off from his real duties, 'detours' as he prefers to call them.
• Spyro is one of the guys, their friendship was off to a rocky start with the name-calling and finger-pointing that has since been replaced with good-natured banter and lots of noogies. For crying out loud, Spyro's on his bowling team, if that isn't a sign of complete trust, then what is? Spyro likes having competitions with Hunter, but he wishes he would show some restraint when it came to their 'world saving quests' instead of withholding orbs and eggs till Spyro wins one of Hunter's impromptu minigames.
• He plans on proposing to Bianca someday, he knows that she's the one, but he doesn't know the right time to ask her. All he knows is that he'd love spending the rest of his adventurous life by her side. Knowing him, he'd likely put the ring somewhere inconvenient and/or dangerous like in her morning cup of tea or in one of her spell books for her to find later. 
• "Dude, dude, dude!! Hunter is that you, bro?" Hunter is on pretty good terms with his ex, him and Otto are still friends to this day despite them talking, like, once every three years. They broke up because Hunter's constant need to make 'friendly' competitions out of everything was way, way worse when they were younger, and Otto was over it. However, they did reconcile with one another, and Otto even got to meet Bianca, agreeing that she was indeed a much better fit for Hunter than he was.
• "Ugh, the UFO Sheep are back, looks like date night is over, sorry babe. Uh... you wouldn't happen to know where I put my bow would you?" He can't exactly remember when it started, only that they've been trying to catch and probe him for most of his adult life. He likely beat them in a petty competition years ago and they’ve been harassing him ever since, taking his keys and shooting high density plasma rays at home, and now they’re taking Dragon Eggs. Hunter thinks it’s a sign that a complete Flying Sheep takeover is nigh in the Forgotten Realms, and while Bianca does believe him, she’s getting exhausted listening to all of his outlandish conspiracy theories whenever he sees grazing sheep.
• He was knighted by Prince Azrael of Felinia after thwarting an attempted break-in of the royal palace by Cat Burglars. Azrael, being the forgiving, generous Cat Wizard that he is chose to ignore the bi-plane that Hunter had crashed into his castle's foyer during the scuffle in favor of rewarding him for stopping the thieves from making off with his wedding dowry. That reward included a handful of gems, knighthood, and being the best man at Azrael's and Princess Ami's wedding with Elora and Bianca being his plus two. He would’ve snuck Sparx and Spyro if security wasn’t so tight and if had remembered to ask them in the first place… On second thought, maybe it’s a good thing they didn’t come, Hunter probably would’ve instigated a cake eating competition with them for no good reason and embarrassed himself in front of everyone.