An adorable tabby cat the cook rescued last winter. Pickle is nice and loving. He is seen wandering about around the camp. When the soldiers gather in the mess hall for meals, he'll sometimes wrap himself against their legs and politely ask for food. If someone were to pick him up and place him on the table, he'll headbutt them as a thanks.

Pickle likes to collect leaves as a hobby. He's very proud of his collections which, sadly, the cook often sweeps away with a broom. But pickle is determined. So he goes looking for more. If you're lucky enough, maybe he'll bring you a leaf too! 🍁

“Mrrrp.”

—wise words by Pickle, Year 489 after the Grand War, King Forthwind's reign