(Tieh, long red hair tied back in a ponytail, darker red eyes, sharp features, five-foot-even, probably not a predator. Small and bony, though still fairly attractive. Alchemist, which is to say, one who uses magic to influence chemical reactions so as to cause the resulting substance to develop featurs that it would not normally possess (such as, say, causing a weapon to burst into flame when splashed with water, or causing somebody to grow very, very large without compromising their structural integrity or ruining their clothes). Reason I asked about reformation is that she long ago consumed a compound that gave her that ability; that would be fairly easy to knock out of her backstory, though, if it doesn't fit with what you want to do.)<br/><br/>The alchemist came to slowly, as if sliding from one dream into another. For a few seconds, she shifted on her examination table, groggily, oblivious to what was going on around her. Then she notced the bindings, then the voices all around her, and, finally, the words that the voices were using. For a few seconds, she seemed to be trying to convince observers that she was still asleep, though her sudden rigidity, held breath, and total lack of movement wasn't particularly convincing. After a few seconds, though, she sighed explosively and opened her eyes. "Alright. What fun science bullshit are we doing today? I'm assuming that this is a science dungeon and not a sex dungeon; I don't--I haven't heard of many sex dungeons featuring this sort of medical equipment."