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This is Red Thorn, created by Miriam Emmas (2018) 

Bio (as it stands): Red Thorn (or Perri) was part of a celtic tribe who specialised in what they called the Corporial Arts. Most practiced this in the form of alchemy (creation from pre-existing matter, using science), but some were born with the ability to spontaniously form objects from the matter of an uninhabited pocket dimension. Even rarer was the ability to connect with a spirit animal (Familiar) and see through their eyes. Red Thorn was gifted with both of these abilities.

After a time , the tribe's land was invaded by men from Rome, resulting in the death of her father. The burden of leadership now fell to her. Despite her father's passing, however, she found her new role surprisingly agreeable. She enjoyed her new found superiority over the male elders of the tribe, though she did miss the freedom she once had. Despite the elders' insistence at her marrying, and passing leadership to her husband, Red Thorn ignored this and lead her people to victory over this wave of Roman invaders.

After her undoubtable victory, the village elders put aside their prejudice temporerally and agreed to reveal to her a prophecy, passed down from generations. "The one to lead against death from the west, shall live amongst millennia and raise the world." Their interpretation of this prophecy suggested her incarceration in a "magic" casket for her to emerge hundreds and hundreds of years later, and take rule of the world. North, South, East, and the hated West. "Of course it wouldn't  hurt for the woman to be out of the way until we're long dead" they reasoned. Distrustful of the elders, she whole-heartedly rejected their prophecy, vowing to never to touch the casket. She would not abandon her people at the Elders whims.

A year passed. A deadly plague reached their borders and ravaged the land. Most of her people died, slowly. The rest chose to run. Red Thorn stayed with her dying people, hopeful that they would pull through. They could not. With her people dead, and though the elders were gone, she new she had little choice. After days of searching, she found the casket, and locked herself inside. Her body slipped through dimensions, where time does not exist, never changing, ever sleeping.

2000 years later she is discovered. An archeologist named Emma finds the caves were the cascet has been buried for millenia. With a mere touch, it opens up and reveals Red Thorn still alive and breathing.

Note: I give no permission for this character to be used in anything or by anyone without sanction from me.

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