A Tunnels and Trolls® play-by-post adventure run by hobbit_king
Unless reduced by damage to less than half CON, she can remain in human form for as long as she wishes (no time limit). Her only real unnatural ability other than changing into human form is that Lamiae are immune to magic in all its forms, be it anything from a spell to something which turns you to stone.
In all respects, she appears to be a normal human woman in her twenties with shoulder length black hair and eyes and slight of build. She does not fit the typical warrior mold.
The poem Lamia by John Keats describes me _best:
She was a gordian shape of dazzling hue,
Vermilion-spotted, golden, green, and blue;
Striped like a zebra, freckled like a pard,
Eyed like a peacock, and all crimson barr'd;
And full of silver moons, that, as she breathed,
Dissolv'd, or brighter shone, or interwreathed
Their lustres with the gloomier tapestries—
So rainbow-sided, touch'd with miseries,
She seem'd, at once, some penanced lady elf,
Some demon's mistress, or the demon's self.
Upon her crest she wore a wannish fire
Sprinkled with stars, like Ariadne's tiar:
Her head was serpent, but ah, bitter-sweet!
She had a woman's mouth with all its pearls complete:
And for her eyes: what could such eyes do there
But weep, and weep, that they were born so fair?
As Proserpine still weeps for her Sicilian air.
Her throat was serpent, but the words she spake
Came, as through bubbling honey, for Love's sake,
And thus; while Hermes on his pinions lay,
Like a stoop'd falcon ere he takes his prey.
Ok, if you still don't know what a Lamia is, it's a half-woman/half-snake creature.
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