Name: Marigold Yew

Species: Squirrel

History: It was a beautiful summer's day in Mossflower on the day when she was born. Her mother and father both gloried in how healthy and beautiful she was. As they took in her form, they decided to name her Marigold to match the color of her fur. So she grew into a child under her parents' warm love, taking easily to climbing and to her early lessons with the bow. She was shy of others though, even those of her own tribe. She mostly preferred the solitude of a high enough branch to silently watch the world below. Otherwise, she would follow her mother while she gathered safe nuts, berries, and herbs, allowing her mother to teach her daughter how to use some for medicine and what poisons to avoid.

But all that came to a sudden and dark end. While out alone one day, she ran into some vermin scouts. Frightened, she tried to run back to warn everyone else, but the rats caught her and brought her back to their camp. She struggled all day and night, hoping that maybe she could get out or reunite with her parents. But when the next vermin party returned, they brought back most of her tribe enslaved, with the head of her father and mother on spikes for leading the attempt to resist. Marigold froze, then bowed her head and wept, now certain that all hope was lost.

The vermin wandered around, raiding and pillaging from one place to another. All the while, Marigold was carted along behind them, having to slave for them all, especially their captain, Captain Bloody Irontooth, a sour, bloodthristy, clever rat. The rest of her tribe she lost track of, but she became more and more sure by the day that the rest of them were dead. She wasn't quite sure why she wasn't dead as well. But she was, with the numbness that had been overhanging her since seeing her parents' death finally starting to dissipate. An opportunity came to her one night to escape, and she raced forward and took it. She didn't know how long she ran, or how far, but when she collapsed to rest, she found herself no where near the camp. Instead, she was in a glade with a small flowing stream and plenty of food to last her some time. She was free, but now she needed to make sure she was safe.

She managed to roughly fashion some bows and arrows for herself, then set up a place in an old tree hole where she had a good lookout to watch what happened in her glade. Then she made sure to store enough food and water in her home to not have to leave if anyone should trespass in, along with plenty of arrows if an attack should come and herbs and leaves to treat injuries. And with that, she's managed to survive, constantly on the look out for vermin trying to take her while reminding herself each and every day that she's free now, and she'll not be taken so easily again if they tried to take her back again.

Personality: Quiet and Cautious, Marigold takes some time to be coaxed out of her shell. If she suspects there's danger, she'll be completely on her toes. Inside though is a warm, caring nature.

Motives and Goals: Right now, Marigold's only motives are to not be taken again and to try to make a life for herself now that she's all alone. My basic idea for her is that she'll fill the role of the lone hermit that the Redwallians cajole into joining them on their journey. Maybe she'll find out that not all her tribe is dead then be motivated to help them. Maybe the captain she served under could now serve the Yurazen Prince and so she'll be able to strike back at the rat responsible for what happened to her. Maybe she'll step when vermin try to do what happened to her tribe to some other tribe and that's how she joins the story. My goal for her endgame is that she ends up in Redwall, finally able to be at peace and heal while not being alone anymore, helping with treating people in the infirmary.

Name: Jane Brierton
Alias: Lady Stephanie
Age: 28
Personality: Compassionate, Aloof, Restrained, Proper, Determined
Powers: Plant Manipulation, Healing, Flight (if allowed, Light Manipulation would also be nice)
Weaknesses: Is no good at hand-to-hand combat/physically weak, needs time, concentration, and energy for her powers to work, needs living plants to be around to be manipulated.
Background Hero: Martian Manhunter
Former Team Affiliation: JL Taskforce
Appearance: A Victorian-esque Sleeping Beauty; tall with an angular face, shoulder-length golden blonde hair, green eyes, and white skin; costume is a rose pink dress in an Aurorean style with white lace and gold trim, wears a string of pearls. Has white flat shoes.
Potential Storylines: A bit of a defrosting the ice queen/earning the trust of her teammates arc. She's someone that's hard to get to know and I'd imagine that would make her especially suspected of being an Durian. If a reluctant teammate to friends to lover arc could also exist, she's definitely the type who would like to gain a superhero boyfriend/eventual husband.
BRIEF Bio: Jane is a British general doctor. Her parents died during a break-in, leaving her alone with the family cottage. While gardening her roses, she discovered her powers. Initially, she tried to suppress them, not wanting to deal with any more changes in her life. However, when she found herself caught at the scene of a supervillain attack, she tried to heal some civilians caught in the crossfire and failed. After that, she decided to fully embrace her powers and become a heroine, taking the name based off a Victorian romance character she liked. From there, she ended up joining the JL Taskforce until it was disbarred and covertly continued herowork until answering the call to join JL Unlimited.
Notes: Definitely an original character.

Name: Alastrina, Daughter of Stephen of Sherinford
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Nationality: Galadorian

Social Status: Commoner or Noble (Depending on the overall balance of the party)
Occupation: Soldier
Class: Cavalier



Personality:
Alastrina is a daydreamer, prone to fantasies and imaginings which can sometimes distract her from what's going on around her and liable to let her curiosity get the better of her. But she's also earnestly eager and determined to meet the goals she's set herself, not one to back down from a challenge if there's any possible way she could best it. She tries to be like her father and the heroes of the stories she likes; noble, chivalrous, aiding those that need aid, and standing against those that need standing up against. She is still young though and this will be her trial by fire. It's up to her then to see how well she keeps to her commitment when everything goes wrong.

Her horse is her closest companion. She does seek to be friendly but she often comes off as overly perky or is disliked for trying to be a strict rule follower.

Likes: Heroic Stories, Songs, Singing, The Night Sky, Horses, Horseback Riding, Learning New Things, Tea (if that's a thing on the current continent. If hot chocolate is a thing in the new world, she may come to like it as well)

Dislikes: Not Knowing What to Do in a Situation/Feeling Helpless, Disappointing Those Around Her/Disappointing Herself, Inter-Personal Conflict (so, any in-fighting with those she considers allies), Tragedy, Off-Key Singing/Instrument Playing, Being Startled Awake, Turnips

Background:
Alastrina grew up as the youngest daughter of a legend, or at least a local one. Stephan of Sherinford (either knighted due to his service or just a retired solider now serving his liege lord as an undersheriff) had served Galador faithfully in the past wars and though he rarely told tales himself, those that served under him would tell tales of him and let his deeds be known. Alastrina loved hearing those stories and dreamed of being someone like him. And though the nations were currently at peace, she hoped that some adventure would come about where she could be the hero of adventures of her own. She readily applied herself to training in the sword and lance as well as training in mounted combat upon her beloved horse, a white stallion with a black mane and tail named Winsley.

When she came of age, she joined the ranks of the Galador army and sought to be one of the rare Pegasus Knights who would be sure to be within the heat of battle. Yet when she went through the trials, she was found lacking and so her application was declined. Alastrina was heart-broken for a time, but she pushed forward as a Cavalier and found that it was nice to be able to have Winsley at her side. And then came the call for volunteers to join the All-Aoes Exploration Fleet and represent Galador. She was among the first to sign up. Now she and Winsley are on their way to prove her worth and become a hero worthy of tales.

Weapon Proficiency:
Sword & Lance

Skills & Abilities:
Canto: Allows the user to move after an attack if they have any movement left

Provoke: Increases the likelihood of enemies targeting its user

(The second one could be replaced with something like rescue/pair up if that would be something you'd prefer me to have as a skill instead of just something that she can just do given that so far, no one else is a mounted unit.)

Equipment:
Steel Sword
Steel Lance
Vulnerary

Name: Ariana Ronan
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Species: Selkie
Room Number: (will be assigned to you before roleplay)
Alignment: Good/Magi?
Appearance: When not wearing her skin, she looks like an average human woman with long black hair, dark brown eyes, and pale skin with slight freckles. Her face is angular and her stature is short, about 5' 6". She commonly wears a dark blue cotton Irish-style dress with a silver Celtic Knot brooch clasping a dark green cape over her shoulders. She also wears a silver necklace with a Celtic tree of life pendent on it and black slip-on shoes. Has her seal coat within her school satchel which she keeps a firm grasp on at all times.


(Not my image. Comes from moonchild-ljilja on DeviantArt)
Something like her just with black hair, the silver necklace, and the school satchel.

When wearing her seal skin, she looks like an average Atlantic harbor seal with a dark grey/black spotted back and a whiter belly.


Personality: She's a cautious sort, seeking to analyze the room and know what's going on before making any decision. Knowledge is power after all, and she wants to know all she can so that she's trapped in a situation that she can't win. It causes her to be prone to being a wallflower, especially since she's prefers to not broadcast the fact that she's a selkie. But she does want to make a difference in the world and make it so that humans will no longer be able to hurt selkies or any other race ever again.

Bio: Ariana grew up with her parents and siblings in a traditional traveling selkie clan, following their seal herd and coming up onto the seashore every seven months in order to not lose the use of their legs. All her life, she grew up with the warnings to always guard her skin and of what men would do to her if they had it. But of course as a young kid, the warnings seemed mere tales. There came a day when she wandered too far and mislaid her skin, only for a man to come to claim it and her. But before he could, her elder sister, Patricia, tackled the man and told Ariana to grab her skin and run. And so she did, near out of breath as she told the rest of the clan. Several of the man went to try to rescue Patricia, but they were too late. All trace of them was gone, aside from the necklace she had been wearing which had been cast upon the ground.

Ariana blamed herself for what happened. And when she found that she had developed magical powers, she vowed that she would hone her powers and either find her sister and rescue her or find the man that took her and have get justice for her. And so now she finds herself at the academy, seeking how to move forward from here.

Main Magic: Soul Magic (Telepathy, Empathy, and the like)

Sub Magic: Healing

Likes: The Sea & Seashores, Swimming, Cloudy Days, Rain, Nighttime, Stars, Old-Fashioned/Medieval-Style Music, Singing, Fish, Reading, Tea, Sweets (one of the few pleasures she likes that come from the surface)

Dislikes: Bright & Scorching Sunshine, Heavy Metal Rock-Type Music, Being Within Crowds of People, Sudden Loud Noises, People Invading Her Personal Space, Anyone Trying to Take Her Skin Away from Her, Coffee, Socializing with Strangers, Cosmetics, Failing at Anything She Tries, Urban Cities, Salads

Family: Her Parents, Donal & Bridget Ronan; Her eldest twin siblings, Alastair & Alastrina; Her elder sister, Patricia, who was captured saving her and is missing; her younger siblings, Colum, Caitlin, Conan, and Bran; her closest uncle, Brian Ronan, head of the clan, and his wife Fiona, the current clan storyteller & herbalist.

Friends: None really. The Ronan clan is small and tight-knit with many other extended family members and family friends, but she grew distant from the other children her age after what happened to her sister and so ended up drifting apart from the other children her age.

Sentimental Attachment: The necklace she wears had once been her sister's favorite. Also she has an understandable attachment to her selkie skin which if someone else grabs it, they gain power over her.

Weapon: A bronze leaf-blade short sword imbedded with a green emerald in the hilt, one well cared for and handed down in the family for generations and gifted to her as she left for the academy

Other:

Pet Name: Alycon
Pet Age: 8
Pet Gender: Male
Pet Species: Kingfisher
Pet Appearance: Royal blue feathers with a yellow belly

Pet Personality: An outgoing risk-taker that likes to test his abilities to its limits, whether in the air or within the water, and to encourage Ariana out of her shell. He though can be calm and kindly when he can tell she needs it and genuinely cares for his owner.

Pet's Main Magic: Water Manipulation (allowing him to breathe and move underwater as well as do other things)
Pet's Sub Magic: Teleportation

Name: Alastrina Rogers| Age: 21 | Gender: Female | Race: Slightly-Elvish

Main role: Swordfighter
Skills: Athletics and Horseback-Riding

Secondary Skills: First Aid & Storytelling

Reason for joining: Seeking to be a hero

Background: Alastrina was the youngest daughter of a guardsman who had married the daughter of an herbalist who had distant elven blood in his veins. Her favorite thing in life though was to hear stories of heroes, whether from a visiting bard or from her own mother's lips. And so she longed to be like those in legends. She saw her brothers getting lessons in fighting and convinced her father to teach her as well, allowing her to learn the sword and how to ride a horse. She learned basic herbalism from her mother and grandfather so she would know how to tend to wounds and those of any she met. And when she became old enough, she left home to seek her fortune, ending up at the starting of the new Adventurer's Guild.

Personality: Friendly and determined, she tends to be cheery and curious, interested in who she meets and those she comes across. When push comes to shove though, she will get serious and shove back, doing all she can to overcome obstacles. Her temper can be fiery and her inherent stubbornness can lead her to try the same thing over and over again until she succeeds.

Equipment: Sword, Dagger, Medium Armor, Basic Herbalist Set

Misc: Has a white stallion with a black mane and tail named Whimsey, the small elvish part would mostly help her have the reflexes and dexterity to better survive though I wouldn't complain if she ended up developing some minor magic in the course of the adventure

Real Name here
Mir'aziel'thraw

Human name
Raziel Thrawn

Species
Sci'Etsio

Gender
Female

Age
21

Ranger Color
Blue

Human Appearance
Mid-Back Length Black Hair with light blue eyes with pale skin. She commonly wears a business casual dark blue
jacket over a white shirt with black trousers and black flat shoes. She stands around 5' 7" in height and in
form is overall average. The communicator is on her right wrist. All her clothes are worn neatly and
professionally.

Real Appearance
The black hair and overall face and body shape and height remains the same. Her skin though is dark blue and
her eyes are pure red without pupils.



Personality
On the outside, she seems fully cold, calculating, and ruthless, appearing the pinnacle of what a Sci'Etsio is
supposed to be. On the inside though, she finds herself caring too much for her own good. She cares about the
Earth, the natural beauty of it's nature. She's curious about the fantasy and fiction that the people create.
She finds herself wondering about the random people she sees across the street; what their lives are like,
their hopes, their dreams. She doesn't know how to express any of that though, besides fighting to protect them
as best she can and to sometimes do minor acts to help. When not in a professional setting though,
she feels way out of depth so she keeps up the cold, calculating exterior to make things simpler.

Skills
Martial Arts:
She was trained to fight if the need should arise. She's best with one-handed pistol-type guns, but she also knows her way around a sword. She was also trained in her race's form of bare-handed martial arts, a krav-magna/karate-esque one that uses minimal telekinesis to try to get the opponent off-balance and take them down quickly. She's not very physically strong though so she prefers to stay out of direct combat whenever possible.

Hacking/Tech Support:
She knows how to get into networks and extract what she needs while getting around firewalls and other systems meant to keep her out. She also knows how to run and repair most tech.

Powers
Species Typical Powers:
Sci'Etsions are a psychic race. Near all have telepathy and telekinesis though to varying strengths and some
have rarer powers (of which Raziel has none). Their powers require strict control and tend to become erratic
if they become too emotional. They also cost energy to use over time.

Telepathy: Able to sense minds, mentally communicate with them, and even dive into them if she chooses
to. However, she also ends up feeling the person's emotional state at that point as well and can be
kicked out if resisted.

Telekinesis: Able to move things with her mind. Isn't the most powerful of her species, but she's well
trained. Can only move up to a car-sized object and if doing so, she has to focus fully on it. However,
she can pick up smaller things at once, able to pick up more things the smaller they individually are.
For instance, she could cause a rain of near endless pebbles but would only be able to cause a building
to slow down it's fall. She also is best with moving solids like rocks. Liquids can be somewhat
manipulated but it takes her full concentration. Then gas and plasmas like fire have their atoms too
scattered for her to be able to control.

Background
The Sci'Etsoions have always been a proud people, certain of their superiority over other races due to their powers, their technology, and the fact they managed all this while surviving the harsh cold of their home ice world of Etsio. It truly vexes them to now be subjugated to Emperor Qyi Nos. But the Velcron army had the numbers to overwhelm any Sci'Etsoion advantage, and then their children were kidnapped and made hostages until their parents submitted with a child killed per day that they retained their defiance. It did not take long at all then for the surrender to be finalized.

Afterwards, Sci'Etsoions were chosen for many specialist roles within the Empire, whether as spies and assassins or bureaucrats and tech operators or torturers and executioners or any place else the Emperor saw fit to use their skills and powers. And to keep them in line, 25 % of children are randomly taken as hostages and stored in places that no one but him and the ones he entrusts with their charge knows. Only as teens are they ever seen again with their memories wiped of where they were, then a new child was taken in their place. Only as long as the race stays true to the Empire are the children allowed to live. Not many outside of the race and the Emperor know about the state of things though, for the race is still too proud, too scarred by it to tell outsiders about it willingly. So to everyone else, the Sci'Etsoions are a cold race, rigidly loyal in their service to the Empire.

Many of the people have resigned themselves to the state of things, but in others, a cold fire has been kindled to take down the Emperor and regain their former glory, but unless they find out where the children are taken, they are at a standstill. For nothing is more sacred to a Sci'Etsoion as the life of a child.

Raziel was one of those hostages, taken while so young that she doesn't even recall who her family was except in glimpses. She's tried to go back into her mind to find any trace of the memories, but cannot recall them. After she was returned, she tried to find them, but didn't have any true lead to go off on. She enrolled in the program set up to help hostages re-integrate into society, but had little success. It was then that she was recruited to train as a secret agent, someone that would serve the Empire in that role while also looking into where the children were being kept. And she agreed.

She trained, then was recruited into Imperial Service as a secret agent and was trained there. The infiltration of Earth was her first field assignment. She was meant to infiltrate the US government then work her way there into finding out information about global defenses and the Power Rangers in particular. She became a Defense Department secretary, stationed near Gray Vale with a defense contractor that she knew hired her purely for how he thought she looked. She was prepared to do what she must.

Then one day, a stranger came by and asked if she was alright. A random stranger, who had no reason to ask, had no true benefit for asking, was concerned for her well-being. She didn't respond and just walked on, but the conversation kept in her mind. She walked around to clear her head, and noticed for the first time just how beautiful Earth really was, the green of the fir trees and the snowy mountains overhead. How full of life the people were, both good and bad. She ended up curious about life around and began to research, stating in reports that she was learning how to blend better within Earth. But the more she learned, the more she fell in love with the place, and the more she didn't want to see the Empire tarnish it.

She found a means of communicating with a Ranger and discretely sent a packet through it warning of the incoming invasion and giving what info she could. At least, she thought she was discrete. But then the Blue Ranger came to talk with her and heard her story. The Ranger then gave her the communicator and offered a place among the Rangers, which Raziel accepted.

She'd looked forward with curiosity and trepidation to how it all would turn out, but then the Rangers disappeared. She now finds herself the new Blue Ranger, among others that have taken up the Ranger's colors, while the invasion is still imminent. She can only hope that she will prove herself worthy for the mantle and that she can help find where the other rangers have gone.