<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/jisscWr.jpg)</div><strong>Naomi Hallsdottir (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299038.msg14627370#msg14627370)</strong><br/>Outdated level 2 stats<br/><del><strong>HP:</strong> 15 / 15 <strong>Armor Class:</strong> 12 <strong>Touch Armor Class:</strong> 12 <strong>Flat Footed Armor Class:</strong> 10<br/><strong>Initiative:</strong> 10<br/><strong>Speed:</strong> 30ft <strong>CMD:</strong> 13 <strong>Saving Throws:</strong> Fort +2; Ref +2; Will +3<br/><strong>Spells:</strong> Charm Person, <del>Cure Light Wounds</del>, Mudball, <del>Obscuring Mist</del></del><br/><strong>Tagging: Arrveryone and Ylria</strong><br/><br/>"Ahn... wait don't spin me... waaah!" Naomi shrieked out as she got spun around. She wanted to catch onto something, anything nearby, like Ylria, to stop herself, but she got reminded that her arms were tightly and securely bound as she struggled. Still, as she strained to reach out with any part of her body that she could, something just... moved, something long and thin and blonde, that snaked around her tormentor's waist using her as an anchor and tying her in place. Naomi blinked as she saw that her hair had elongated until it was basically an appendage of its own.<br/><br/>"Huh, that's new... how about the winner gets first prize with your tight little booty? You're going down with me!" she grinned wickedly as she started to realize her power, and coiled her hair around Ylria a few more times for good measure.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Prehensile Hair hex, hohoho  &gt;:)</div></div>