REAL NAME: Sorcha Regan
AGE: early forties
OCCUPATION: Owner of Regan’s Book Shoppe
AFFILIATIONS: High Justice

BACKGROUND:  Born in Limerick, Sorcha was the seventh daughter of a seventh daughter.  She had a normal childhood, insulated from much of the violence that plagued Northern Ireland, and while her sisters grew up and got married, or went to college, or went off to live in the United States, she settled on moving to Dublin to help run her grandfather’s book store.  She had developed a keen interest in literature and went to school part time while she helped him with his research.  It was also about this time that he began teaching her magic.  At first she thought he was senile, but after a while she actually began understanding what he was talking about!  It was then that he revealed her destiny.  Every generation had a guardian to protect the Earth from the another realm, one made up of the essence of Man's dreams.  Creatures inhabited this other realm, creatures anxious to walk our Earth, and sometimes these creatures would find a breach that allowed them to enter our world.  These breaches were especially common in England, Wales, Scotland and Ireland, hence a guardian was especially needed here.  He was that guardian, and as he grew older it was her task to take over.
    Her apprenticeship was harsh but with his aid she learned what she needed to know.  After a time she became a public super hero when she intervened during a shooting between British troops and IRA terrorists.  She was able to end the altercation without bloodshed, but the act allowed the IRA to escape.  The Irish branded her a hero while the British Army branded her a criminal.  Lionheart was asked to intervene and bring her in.  Reluctantly she took up the mission, but once she confronted The Morrigan (as she was now being called in the press due to her raven-like tattered cloak and mastery of birds) the British hero discovered she was not some IRA terrorist but simply someone trying to prevent bloodshed.  Lionheart decided to turn a blind eye to anything The Morrigan did.
    Over the years both heroes found themselves helping one another.  An unlikely friendship developed, and eventually both found themselves part of High Justice.  Years later Sorcha retired from super heroing after the Extra Dimensional Invasion, she now quietly runs her book store, her identity still a secret to the public at large, which is how she likes it.

PERSONALITY: Sorcha is an abrasive person who does not get along well with others.  Years of dealing with the terminal stupidity of Catholics and Protestants-both British and Irish-has made her bitter and cynical.  She does not make friends easily or often but when she does her friendships are lasting.  Many consider her relationship with Lionheart unusual, but their relationship goes beyond political boundaries and they are the best of friends.

POWERS: The Morrigan is the guardian that stands between our conscious reality and the dreamstuff that lurks beneath.  She has inherited various magical powers along with her charge to make her a worthy guardian.  The most common powers she has displayed have been flight, physical resilience, super human strength (although nothing nearly approaching someone like Lionheart), and the ability to pass between shadows.  When she dons her tattered black cloak she also dons a field that reacts to the unconscious fears all men and women.  People are nervous around her, they react to her presence in an unconscious and negative way that gives her a subtle edge.  She is also able to call upon the hidden dreams and fears of any person and manifest them, stunning them. The Morrigan is also able to control flocks of birds, most notably ravens and crows, and is able to see and communicate through them.

APPEARANCE: Sorcha is a handsome woman with reddish blonde hair.  As The Morrigan her hair turned bone white, her skin took on a deathly pallor and her eyes grew milky.  She wore black boots, a loose black costume for freedom of movement, black gloves and a large tattered black cloak that always seemed in constant motion even despite the lack of any wind.