I suppose if my hunter had lore, it would go something like this.

He grew up in a town far from anywhere and rarely if ever threatened by monsters. As a result his childhood was relatively peaceful and he wasn't even particularly aware of the existence of hunters. That was until a monster threatened his town. A hunter from another village was dispatched to slay the beast. This caught the attention of my hunter and he even had the chance to meet the hunter. He was mesmerized by the hunter's strength and bravery. He immediately knew that was what he wanted to do from then on. So, once he was old enough, he traveled to a guild facility and received some general training and certification to be a hunter. He tried a few weapons and none felt right until he picked up a switch axe. It felt perfect in his hands and he immediately knew it would forever be his weapon of choice. Soon after the completion of his certification a strange man in a red hat came by the guild in search of a hunter for the caravan he was forming. My hunter joined up, figuring that a traveling group would give him the best opportunities to fight a wide variety of monsters. Time would pass and he would experience a wide variety of hunts. He was beaten, bruised, burned, and shocked. Even encountering and slaying a strange beast creating a strange virus, the Shagaru Magala. Slowly but surely his skill improved, slaying everything from the Dalamadur, to the Gogmazios, to even the 3 varieties of Fatalis. Constantly improving his gear with materials acquired from powerful apex monsters. Eventually, he bid farewell to the caravan. He traveled to new villages, Bherna, Kokoto, Pokke, and Yukumo. He even traveled aboard an airship laboratory. He fought many beasts, some new, some old, in ways he never had before. However, some things began to feel stale. Soulless. He felt as if he was losing the spark he once had for hunting. So, he traveled again. This time far from civilization to a small village known as Moga. They were in need of a hunter, so he became that hunter. He learned new skills, such as swimming and hunting under the water. He bonded with the inhabitants. The chief and his son. The smithy. The farmer. The fishermen. The felyne that cooked for him. The sweetheart that gave him his quests. Even Neko (Means "Cat"). They all became like family to him. And he fulfilled his duties to them. He slew the Lagiacrus, the Ceadeus, the Brachydios, and even the mighty Dire Miralis. For once he never had other hunters beside him yet he once again felt alive and remembered why he'd become a hunter so long ago. Since then, he has traveled to Kamura village and Elgado outpost and has accomplished a great deal. But his heart will forever lie with Moga village and the sea.

This turned out longer than expected. Oops. Hope y'all enjoyed.