<div class="floatright">(https://s33.postimg.cc/lttte4d0v/d63e776c4c52b2a4f4b8372bbd5d39ca.jpg)</div><br/><em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Salvador</span></span></em><br/>Male Kayal Gunslinger/Ninja (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=291897.msg14331597#msg14331597)<br/>HP: 11 | AC: 14 | Init: +4 | Status: Normal<br/>Location: Bottom right cell(No cellmate)<br/>Tagging: Open<br/><hr/><br/><em>Flavor text; Imprisoned for 3 years;  GM can ignore all.</em><br/><br/>Despite the overcrowded state of the prison, Salvador had still somehow had managed to get a cell to himself. Probably helped that most of his cellmates rarely made it through a night. That wasn't the only thing either. He'd managed to score something resembling a modicum of comfort over the years, and he'd even managed to charm Some of the guards to eating with him. The fact he was still here after three years was something of a sore point however, and even he had to tread carefully around that miserable wretch of a Warden.<br/><br/>Still, at this point, Salvador pretty much ran the dump. Most of the inmates were so shit-scared of him by this point that he didn't really get into fights anymore, and there was no shortage of goons willing to do his dirty work for him. He didn't even need to fight for women, not that many in this place interested him very much. More fit for the dogs in the fighting pits than royal blood like himself. Then again, he wasn't above keeping a pet or two, though it had been more than a year since the last now.<br/><br/>When the horn rang, Salvador was in his bunk, reading. Anybody else might have struggled in the gloom, but to the fetchling, the darkness was like an old friend. The book itself was trashy, but it was better than staring aimlessly at a wall, which was how practically everyone else passed their time around here. God only knows how he'd managed to source it. His eyes flicked up as the sound interrupted his concentration. The warden's voice echoed down the passage to him. After a brief moment, Salvador went back to his book. If it was anything worth his attention, he'd find out soon enough.