
Name: Morgan Pendragon
Sex: Female
Age: 20
Eyes: Aqua
Hair: Blonde
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 106 lbs
Nationality: American
Alignment: Tweener
Entrance Song: Magic
Wrestling Information
Type: Tricksy Rookie
Strategies:
Morgan is still learning the trade and is unable to perform any advance techniques. She'll avoid slugging matches, using her small figure and agility to keep herself safe from those. Where she can, she'll try to grab opponents in simple holds or utilize their momentum against them in basic throws. Her true arsenal is what she manages to sneak into her matches. Most times it'll be something she can use to tie an opponent up, quite literally in some cases. Since she is better adept at misdirection and sleight of hand, she is better than most at getting away with it. Most cheats will be harmless but leave her opponent exposed to a takedown or hold that she can utilize. She is not the type to brutalize but to have fun! ... Even if others might not see it that way.
Preferred Matches: Standard, Special Rules, Escape Matches
Endurance: ★★★
Strength: ★
Speed: ★★★
Defense: ★★
Technique: ★★
Strikes: ★★
Submissions: ★★
Powerhouse: ★
Aerial: ★★★
Counters: ★★★
Stats:
Due to small size and stature, Morgan is certainly not going to physical dominate any competition. Her reliance is on rehearsed skill and a quick mind to try and keep on top of things. Although don’t doubt her ability to hang in there with the best of them. She is incredibly flexible with a high tolerance to bend before breaking and considers submissions just another escape trick, something she’ll get out of eventually.
Signature Moves:
Deck Cut-
Deck Cut
Versatile, tricky, Out of Nowhere. This move sees Morgan first apply a 3⁄4 facelock (reaching back and grabbing the head of an opponent, thus pulling the opponent's jaw above the wrestler's shoulder) before falling backwards (sometimes after running forwards first) to force the opponent face-first to the mat below.


New Ring Attire

Old Ring Attire
One for the limelight, Morgan feels a sense of prosperity while on stage with any type of performance. She is bold and motivated to be remarkable and impress people to the point where she is hungry with ambition. Her onstage attitude is benevolent and excitable that just seems to appeal and charm people with a spell of intoxication. People always say it is difficult to hate such a cheery individual. In reality, Morgan maintains similar personality quirks but they are for more muted.
Background:
Any showman must have a good story, and Morgan Pendragon’s tale is no exception—though how much of it is true and how much is sleight of hand remains delightfully unclear. Ask her directly, and she’ll flash a knowing smile, eyes twinkling like a magician about to pull a rabbit from an empty hat. Her legend is told in whispers, cheers, and smoke, wrapped in velvet capes and vanishing acts, with just enough truth to keep it grounded in reality.
Morgan was born to magic royalty—the daughter of the world-famous Pendragon duo, celebrated illusionists who toured international stages with their mesmerizing performances. From the moment she could crawl, she was part of the act. Her crib sat backstage beneath velvet curtains, lulled by the sound of applause. As a baby, she was “disappeared” nightly in trick trunks and floating bassinets, always to the delight of the crowd. Her first steps were on stage. Her first words were cues whispered through the glimmer of spotlights.
The Pendragons believed in immersion. Morgan didn’t just grow up around magic—she lived it. Her toys were prop knives and trick decks, her lullabies the rehearsals of mind-bending illusions. But rather than being stifled by the glittering confines of her parents’ fame, Morgan was ignited by it. The stage wasn’t just home—it was her heartbeat. She learned to live for gasps, for the hush before a reveal, for the moment when the impossible became real.
As she grew, her love for performance evolved beyond illusions. Dance, music, and singing became parts of her arsenal, studied and performed with a showwoman’s flair. From classical ballet to flamenco, from jazz piano to theatrical belting, she pursued them all—not only for the joy they brought but because each new skill was another way to captivate, to manipulate perception, to perform. By her early teens, she wasn’t just an assistant in her parents’ act—she was a co-star. The crowds weren’t there just for the Pendragons anymore. They came for Morgan.
But something still simmered beneath the surface. For all the beauty and grandeur of her performances, Morgan discovered a particular thrill in danger—the heartbeat-raising tension of escape artistry. From underwater tank escapes to being bound in chains and locks, she trained in every discipline of the art. Where others might have faltered or feared, Morgan thrived. There was a rush in the risk. A thrill in the ticking clock. The closer the call, the louder the applause.
And yet, Morgan wanted more. She’d grown up suspended in mid-air, shackled in tanks, sewn into disappearing boxes—but the stage had its limits. She was aching to reinvent herself again, to shock the world with something unexpected. That’s when she discovered wrestling.
It was an accidental encounter—backstage at a Vegas revue where a burlesque troupe shared the dressing rooms with an underground wrestling show. Morgan was intrigued. She watched as performers slammed, flipped, and choked one another in choreographed chaos. But what struck her wasn’t just the physicality—it was the showmanship. The drama. The personas. The way the crowd reacted not just to what wrestlers did, but who they were. It wasn’t just sport. It was theatre. And that was her language.
Record
Wins: 0
Loses: 0
Draws: 0
Relations
Partner - Callie Ryker
Record
1-0-0
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