Editing Myrddin (section)

===Background===
Myrddin was not a member of [[the Inaugural Wards Team]].<ref name="Reddit wards">Armsmaster isn't one of the original wards. Nor are Rime, Bastion, or Myrddin. - Wildbow [https://www.reddit.com/r/Parahumans/comments/3eg5nm/_/ctemd2v on Reddit], [https://forums.spacebattles.com/posts/18273910 archived on Spacebattles]</ref> Although it is unknown when he joined the [[Protectorate]], he was, at the very least, the leader of the [[Chicago]] branch since 2002.<ref name="I28x e1" /> At some point, the [[PRT]] added his DNA samples into their database.<ref>He backed out of Chevalier’s data until he was at the original screen.  He checked the samples Accord had provided him with.<br>
:Select sub-database:
:A)  PRT (Protectorate, Wards) samples
:B) Non-PRT (evidence database) samples
:C) Misc samples
Further investigation revealed the full truth.  Accord had gotten his hands on a database of DNA from countless members of the Protectorate and the Wards, as well as scraps of material from certain powers, where traces remained behind. - [[Interlude 19.x]]</ref>

In 2009, Myrddin and [[Armsmaster]] encountered [[Francis Krouse]] and [[Gwerrus]] during [[the Simurgh]]'s attack on [[Madison|Madison, Wisconsin]]. After sending Krouse into a pocket dimension,<ref name="17.4 e1">“No,” Gwerrus growled in her deep voice.  “Stupid boy.”<br><br>“Begone,” a man intoned.<br><br>Krouse felt himself slip from her grasp.  He dropped to the ground.<br><br>“Do it quickly,” another man said.<br><br>Krouse turned to look, but he saw everything through a monochrome haze.  His own hand seemed smoky, faint.<br><br>''I’m a ghost?'' - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/01/11 Excerpt] from [[Migration 17.4]]</ref> he glimpsed the idea behind the [[Case 53]]'s power<ref name="17.4 e2" /> before Armsmaster set Gwerrus ablaze.<ref name="17.4 e3" /> He had a short discussion with [[Dragon]].<ref name="17.4 e6">“Dragon?” the armored man said.<br><br>“''I’m here,''” the woman’s voice came from the armbands that they’d fixed around their wrists.<br><br>“Myrddin just shunted some kid out to minimize contact.  I saw some blood.  If I mark the location, can we get emergency services here for when he pops back in?”<br><br>“''We’re overloaded.  Was it a severe injury''?”<br><br>“Bad, but not severe.”<br><br>“''We don’t have the vehicles or personnel to spare, and quarantine will still be in effect.''” - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/01/11 Excerpt] from [[Migration 17.4]]</ref><ref name="17.4 e7">“Right.  Where did our target land?”<br><br>“''Two hundred feet away, down your four o’clock, Armsmaster.''”<br><br>“How are we for exposure?”<br><br>“''You two are good for another seventeen minutes at the exposure you’re facing.  Twenty if we push it.  I can have a flight unit to you shortly.''”<br><br>Krouse hurried to follow them as they changed direction and began briskly walking toward the end of the street..<br><br>Myrddin spoke up, “How’s the fight going?”<br><br>“''It goes well.  But we can’t let our guards down.''” - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/01/11 Excerpt] from [[Migration 17.4]]</ref><ref name="17.4 e8">“No,” Myrddin agreed.  “This is a bad one.  Too many possible avenues to cover, too much exposure time across the board.”<br><br>“''We’re doubling down quarantine, and we’ll have a processing center in place shortly.  The President is pushing the D.D.I.D measure.''”<br><br>“It’s going to backfire,” Myrddin said.  “I’ve said it ''before'', I’ll say it ''now'', and I’ll remind you all I said it with every chance I get, from now until the day I die.  It’s going to backfire.”<br><br>“''I don’t disagree'',” Dragon said.<br><br>“But you’re helping to enforce it.”<br><br>“''I’m following orders.''”<br><br>“No offense, I like you, Dragon, but that’s the oldest excuse in the book.”<br><br>“''I’m merely picking my battles.''”<br><br>“If you’re not going to fight ''this'' battle, then what will push you to make a stand?”<br><br>“Myrddin,” Armsmaster cut in, “Ease up.  And pay attention.  This is it.” - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/01/11 Excerpt] from [[Migration 17.4]]</ref> When Myrddin and Armsmaster reached their target area,<ref name="17.4 e9">Krouse stared.  It was a section of building.  White tile and white walls, a desk, and a metal cabinet with a shattered glass pane.  File folders were strewn over the floor and desk.  In the midst of it all was a man in a white lab coat.  His body had been shattered by the impact.<br><br>“Damnation.  If we could only look into this…” Armsmaster said.<br><br>“Priority one.  Minimize exposure.”<br><br>“I know.  But this stands to answer a great many questions.  If we can find where she opened that portal to-”<br><br>“If she’s answering questions for us, we don’t want to know,” Myrddin said. - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/01/11 Excerpt] from [[Migration 17.4]]</ref> Armsmaster cordoned off the laboratory section before they started heading towards another danger site.<ref name="17.4 e11">Dragon chimed in, her voice sounding from the armbands on their wrists, “''Can’t call in a strike until fifteen minutes after the Simurgh is gone.  Mark the area.  I’ve got another danger site a quarter-mile to your six o’clock.  Then we’re getting you clear.''”<br><br>“Got it,” Armsmaster said.<br><br>Armsmaster tossed a small canister into the middle of the section of laboratory, they cordoned off the area with red tape, and then they left.  Armsmaster used a grappling hook to fly to a nearby rooftop while Myrddin took to the air. - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/01/11 Excerpt] from [[Migration 17.4]]</ref>

In the aftermath of [[the Simurgh]]'s attack, he delivered a press statement to boost morale and acknowledge major contributors.<ref name="17.6 e1">When a minute passed and nobody spoke up, Krouse turned the volume up for the television.<br>[...]<br>''Chicago Protectorate leader Myrddin is quoted as stating, ‘This is a win for the good guys.  Scion arrived early to put the pressure on within minutes of her arrival and Eidolon delivered the final blows, driving her off.  We’re getting better at fighting these guys, and it’s showing.’'' - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/01/13 Excerpt] from [[Migration 17.6]]</ref> When [[Krouse]] later gave [[Noelle]] half a [[vial]] and alerted the [[PRT]] at St. Mary's Hospital,<ref name="17.6 e2">''A quarantine processing center is already established at St. Mary’s Hospital, servicing city residents who were not evacuated before temporary blockades were set up.'' - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/01/13 Excerpt] from [[Migration 17.6]]</ref><ref>“But the Travelers are from another world,” I said.  “Aren’t they?”<br><br>“The Simurgh,” he said, simply.  “Madison, Wisconsin, one and a half years ago.  She opened a dimensional gate.  You were there, Myrddin.  You met Trickster and Echidna.”<br><br>Myrddin’s eyes widened.  “The hospital room.” - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/03/02 Excerpt] from  [[Scourge 19.4]]</ref> Myrddin, [[Parahuman_Characters#Anomaly|Anomaly]], [[Revel]], and three other heroes responded to the scene.<ref name="17.7 e1">Krouse stepped over to the window.  The street was lit only by the minimal moonlight that filtered through the clouds.  There were police cars and fire trucks massing inside the quarantine area, as well as black vans with pale purple stripes and the letters P.R.T. on the sides.  The people outside the black vans had uniforms like the man he’d just beat up, only they wore helmets.<br><br>There were capes, too.  Krouse could see the one with the brown cloak and staff.  Myrddin.  A half dozen superheroes clustered around him.  His team?  It was a surprise that so many heroes were still present in the city.  Did they have to undergo their own kind of quarantine processing as well? - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/01/14 Excerpt] from [[Migration 17.7]]</ref> He and his subordinates Anomaly and Revel approached the hospital room;<ref name="17.7 e5">Myrddin was flying, now.  Two of his subordinates were advancing as well.  One had a beachball-sized ball of jet black extending a foot away from his splayed hands, crackling with arcs of electricity that were both absolutely black and somehow still ''glowing'' enough to be seen in the dark.  The other figure was an Asian woman with a painted mask and a giant lantern in her hands.<br><br>“We have a fight incoming,” Krouse said, backing away from the window. - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/01/14 Excerpt] from [[Migration 17.7]]</ref> Myrddin shattered the window and then flew into the room.<ref name="17.7 e6" /> Despite having limited experience with his power,<ref name="17.7 e2" /> Krouse and Noelle successfully escaped from the scene.<ref name="17.7 e17">Then he saw it.  A belated arrival to the party.  A police car coming down the street in the distance, maneuvering to pull in and join the ranks of officers and rescue personnel on site.<br><br>Krouse turned his head, trying to catch Noelle and the crowd in the same field of vision.<br><br>He swapped her for someone at the back of the crowd.  A moment later, gathering enough air, he swapped himself.<br><br>Krouse found himself sitting backwards in the driver’s seat.  He flipped himself over and, as nonchalantly as he could manage, pulled away, heading deeper into the quarantine area. - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/01/14 Excerpt] from [[Migration 17.7]]</ref>

Around a month before the start of [[Worm]], [[Faultline’s Crew]] had a job in [[Philadelphia]] and battled [[Chevalier]] and Myrddin. Although it was a close call, Faultline’s Crew managed to complete their job and did not lose.<ref name="5.x e1">His brusque answer only stalled the conversation for a moment before Newter got it going again, “Okay, bro, tell these girls who we went up against last month.”<br>[...]<br>“The other one.  The job in Philadelphia.”<br><br>“Ah.  Chevalier and Myrddin.”<br>[...]<br>“And you beat them,” the dark haired girl said, disbelieving.<br><br>“We didn’t lose!” Newter crowed.<br><br>“It was a close call,” Gregor added his own two cents.  “Chevalier is leader of Protectorate in Philadelphia.  Myrddin leads Protectorate of Chicago.  These are people whole world recognizes.  They got positions protecting big cities in America because they are strong, because they are smart and talented.  We got the job done, as we always do, and we walked away.” - [[Interlude 5]]</ref>