|Biological type:||Shapeshifting humanoid|
|Notable individuals:||Lytalia (part Phiadoran)|
|Appearances:||PROSE: Imperial Moon|
As a race, the Vrall were utterly ruthless, highly effective at disguise, and nearly unstoppable. They appeared to be just a very dangerous alien animal used for sport on an abandoned hunting ground on the Moon, but were actually sentient and incredibly cruel. They were shaped like men, but were about half the height of humans and could bend and flex themselves to only a hand’s thickness. They could change colour to blend into their surroundings. They could also link together to form an even more powerful entity, didn’t bleed, and any small cuts or punctures quickly healed over. The only way to stop one without advanced weaponry was to either dismember one (difficult since they moved so fast) or set off an all-consuming fire (also difficult, given the need to blow up something pretty big to stop them running out of it). (PROSE: Imperial Moon)
The park the Vrall lived in had been used as a hunting ground for an apparently long-gone empire, populated by deadly beasts and controlled by something called the warden. The atmosphere was controlled by a force field around a large crater, keeping air in but letting solid objects leave. The Vrall used a species called the Phiadorans, exiled to the Moon. as hosts. They soon became hosts to the Vrall and remained that way for some time until the year 1878.
Around that time, the Vrall took one desperate chance to escape; they had seen Earth when the Moon was just right, but knew that humanity would take too long to develop space travel by themselves to be of any use. They created miniature RNA spores encoded with the construction information for a space engine, which they fired out of the dome around the park with a vacuum gun. Some of the spores didn’t do anything, but one spore struck the mind of a Professor Boyes-Dennison, who developed the engine with the aid of his twenty-two year old daughter Emily. The engines were used on three ships - the Cygnus, the Draco, and the Lynx, which were commanded by Captains Haliwell, Sinclair and Green, with Haliwell in overall charge.
After arriving on the Moon (more specifically, in the park where the Vrall were), the original expedition lost one of their men, Sub-Lieutenant Granby, and encountered the Fifth Doctor and Turlough. Posing as a scientist and his assistant, the Doctor and Turlough helped the expedition find Granby. He had, quite literally, had his brains sucked out by the Vrall, who had attacked him in order to absorb his knowledge and learn the Earth language.
While trying to get to the main citadel with the Doctor and Turlough, the British party encountered one Vrall in Phiadoran form, apparently in danger. Turlough saved her. She claimed that she took knowledge of his language from his mind to explain her having previous spoken in some kind of odd wailing noise, really just her adapting to English. Calling herself Lytalia, she took the team to the home of the Phiadorans, where they decided to help the British team stop the Warden. The warden had a large force field around its citadel that prevented creatures with a certain DNA pattern entering. Since human DNA hadn’t been entered into the force field, they could get at the warden. With one Phiadoran per member of the team,, they got to the warden's base,. The Doctor reprogrammed two of the warden’s flying sentries so Turlough and he could pilot them.
The British soldiers raced back to their ships, as the force field that kept the air in the crater began shutting down with the warden's death. The Doctor, Turlough, and Lytalia became separated form the rest, and barely managed to find their way to the Draco.
The helmsman, Henry Stanton, had mutinied. Only a few crewmen were left. The Doctor got the ship up, but was kicked out by Stanton’s crew, leaving Turlough alone on the ship, with the Vrall/Lytalia picking them all off. Fortunately, Kamelion found the Doctor. They rescued Turlough before Stanton drained the air out of the Draco to stop the Vrall.