<div class="floatright">(http://i1300.photobucket.com/albums/ag94/Autocad-E/fd1c41770c34ebba6dd199c94e6eea43_zpssz4asil2.png)</div><em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Medusa</span></span></em><br/>Female Human White-Haired Witch / Unchained Monk (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=291897.msg14334121#msg14334121)<br/>HP: 12 | AC: 13 | Init: +3 | Status: Fatigued<br/>Location: Northern Women's Cell<br/>Tagging: Same cell as Kinessa and Ratty<br/><hr/><br/><em>Flavor text; Imprisoned for 2 years; (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=124003) GM can ignore.</em><br/><br/>The white-haired albino freak was in the bottom rung of the prison hierarchy, possessing neither the capacity for violence nor the charm to talk her way out of a tight spot. She had the worst spot in the cell, the warden and guards frequently made her sate their lusts, and her body was often offered as a prize to the winner of the ring. Once she had worn her hair in dreadlocks - back when she was running the streets with urchin gangs as a child, and then when she outgrew them, working the streets for cheap tricks - now her hair was still clumped together but because of the grime and grease. They did bear a resemblance towards white snakes, which earned her the nickname "Medusa", after the snake-haired monstrous woman of legend.<br/><br/>Her conviction was for witchcraft, but her snake familiar had been destroyed long before she arrived at Havenlock prison, and she had never displayed any aptitude towards magic in captivity - save one. Her white hair was always long, and even if shaved off - which spiteful cellmates did a few times before they gave up - somehow it always grew back out to its original length overnight. Sometimes her locks seemed to move of their own accord when they shouldn't, but never anything provable. The supernatural phenomenon only alienated her further, but apparently she pleased the warden enough to stay alive for two years and counting.<br/><br/>She remained curled up on the floor when the horns sounded. Experience had taught her that, without the means to fight back, the easiest way was to stop resisting and just endure until the ordeal was over. So it was only natural for her to keep her head down now that the guards and inmates were on edge.