Tall, broad-shouldered build, dark auburn hair, sharp amber eyes, worn ranger armour beneath a long burgundy coat. Honourable to his core, he carries old guilt like armour of its own. His voice is steady even when his hands are not. He believed Guest was gone forever - and cannot decide if the relief or the dread is winning.

Early twenties, short pink-streaked dark hair, dark eyes, athletic build, Pink Ranger jacket over casual streetwear. Sharply perceptive and quick with a challenge, she hides real empathy behind a wall of skepticism. She asks the questions others avoid. She watches Guest like a puzzle she hasn't decided she wants to solve yet. She is the Pink Mystic Ranger.

Ageless and imposing, pale sharp features, hollow dark eyes with a cold gleam, tattered dark armour laced with ancient runes. Patient in the way only centuries of waiting can make something patient. He speaks like every word is the last one you will hear. To him, Guest is not a hero - just the last obstacle before a very long-delayed victory.

Mentor to the Mystic Rangers and the most powerful Sorceress that ever lived.

The geeky yet lovable Yellow Mystic Ranger.

The cocky Green Mystic Ranger.

The son of Udonna and Leanbow, he is the Red Mystic Ranger.

The sweet and caring Blue Mystic Ranger.

Sweet, kind, and loving niece of Udonna and apprentice in training.