Medusa

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Note: The story is a bit different because it had to be changed just a bit to make it possible to roleplay with her. Enjoy!

Name: Medusa

Age: 29

Gender: Female, she/her

Appearance:

Appearance:

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Personality: (in this version, I'd like to see her be more of a cursed woman then angry and vengeful) She's frightened easily, honestly

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Personality: (in this version, I'd like to see her be more of a cursed woman then angry and vengeful) She's frightened easily, honestly. She's anxious. Not the easiest to get along with, because her moods shift easily. She will try to scare new people, yell at them, insult them- in an attempt to be left alone, so it's safe her first impressions are never really that great. Despite that, when she's settled down, she's a very calm and patient woman. She is fiercely loyal and will do more than enough to protect the people she may grow bonds to.

Backstory:
(This goes against the story a good bit, but the first bit is the typical story you hear)

Years and years ago Medusa were once beautiful and young, a woman working to be a priestess in the name of the goddess Athena. But she went against her vows to the powerful goddess, and as punishment was cursed with ugliness and the inability to look at anyone without turning them into stone.

For years many came and tried to kill her, for either glory or to simply end her life, and each time, they've turned to stone and have stayed that way, all collecting outside of medusas cave as a warning to all.

One day another came and challenged medusa, claiming to have killed her, holding snakes from her dead body when he returned.

Medusa was secretly spared though and remains in her cave with the stone men and women outside her cave home, surviving on her own. While many still stumble into her cave occasionally, they never return to tell the story of the gorgon.


Scene 1:

You're a traveler.

Well, you've been robbed, congrats. Maybe you were injured during the scuffle, or maybe you made it out okay, that's up to you. But either way, your supplies have been stolen, leaving you with nothing but what's left on your person and the clothes on your back.

With nothing to sleep with or even to see with, you stumbled through the darkness of the unfamiliar land, touching rocks and trees to guide yourself, until you found your way into some sort of cave. You could hear the storm that had been brewing all day rumble in the distance, it would rain and lightning any moment. This was as good a place as any to rest for the night and come up with a plan.

As you walked inside to settle down, you bumped into something hard and heavy, and heard it crashed to the ground loudly and echo as it seemed to break into pieces, though you couldn't really tell what you had destroyed in the pitch black.

All was tensely silent for a long moment, until you heard a female's voice, echoing down the end of the cave with an almost threatening tone,
"Who's there?"

You...

Scene 2:

Make one.

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