Name: Arrietty

Faction: Morlocks

Age and DOB: 28, 18th February 1967

Physical Description: Arrietty is a punky individual, hair dyed in a variety of colours and shaved all on one side. She's often got an extra long trenchcoat as old as she is, helping to keep her warm against the cold damp. Piercings dot her face. As an unfortunate cosmetic side effect, Arrietty's irises have turned a black colour, and so too have her veins, contrasting the porcelain skin tone she has from being underground.

History: Arrietty's powers blossomed as a small child, and her parents were quick to remove her from home. She took to the streets in a desire to live, and was kindly taken in by other outcasts of New York. The Morlocks are effectively the only family she's ever really had, barring the 8 or so years she spent in the company of her Gene Suppliers.

Growing up amongst the Morlocks and other outcasts, she's come to bear resentment at the larger world, and really focused her talents on helping the Morlocks. Launching raids for food, and other supplies with regularity.

Mutation: Arrietty has a connection to the Darkforce, a place she doesn't understand. It allows her to wormhole through it, opening Portals in space up to a kilometre away.

She can push these portals further, but it takes further time to 'cast'. At the moment it takes her 6 seconds (one comment) to open a portal, with an additional 6 per km.

They'll remain open for roughly 30 seconds, though if she loses her concentration or shuts it down at will, it'll close much sooner.

There's the unfortunate risk of whomever is traversing through becoming trapped within the Darkforce until the next portal is opened.

Energy 5, effectively

Skills: Mostly Arrietty has obtained survival skills, but she's picked up some other odd jack of all trade skills needed to thrive as best she could.

Arrietty had made her way up to Avalon quite easily, with a bit of time. She skulked around the more public areas, hunting down anything of interest that might benefit the Morlocks. The Brotherhood could easily replace most of this, fresh food included. She'd already stuffed some dudes brownies into her backpack.

Next would be the Institute. They always had some good stuff there.