Christie the "Grey" is a witch of profound magical power and another arena favorite. A mysterious, supposedly ancient witch and a true veteran of the pit, she's only been disrobed on a few noteworthy occasions when her curse kicks in. Her fights tend to be one sided in her favor, unless her weakness takes hold. Christie is cursed to always find herself wearing the same dress, after a long enough time. The dress resembles a gauzy, tattered and dirty wedding gown that only comes down to the middle of her toned, thick thighs. She's tried to repair the garment since she seems to be stuck with it, so that it doesn't look like someone took time to deliberately shred it and reveal slightly tan, taut skin beneath, or maybe so that part of her hard, dark pink nipple wasn't sticking out. Unfortunately for her and fortunately for everyone else, she always seems to end back up in that flimsy dress. The exact reasons are unknown to the crowd, adding to her mystery, but the fact that it seems to be a wedding dress, shredded up by the silvery metal claws she sometimes brings into the arena, leads to any number of speculations. Anything from "I hear she was to be wed to a beautiful princess in secret, they'd fallen in love y'see, but when Christie didn't show up to the wedding, the fates cursed her to forever remember the wedding day and the shame the scorned princess had felt," to "nah, it's just a style thing -- Christie's powerful enough not to be duped by no curse! She's bloody ancient!" to "the dress is the source of her power -- if she gets rid of it forever, she'll turn into just a normal woman!"
She truly is one of the more striking arena veterans and currently has the best record of wins. Commonly appearing in a flurrying cyclone of sand, Christie's mane of dark blond curls come into view first, followed by smooth bare shoulders lightly kissed by the sun. Her features are near angelic from high cheekbones to full, dark lips. But not her eyes, which seem to have dark gold-grey irises that dance with mischief and lust. Her body, as showcased by the revealing dress, is perfect. Her figure is hourglass with a hint of athleticism in her thighs and tummy, her hips are supple and grippable, her breasts ample and perky but not too large, with easily aroused nipples, and her bottom is tight but full and bubbly.
Christie uses every manner of spell, being creative when she feels like it, and occasionally just using the metal claws strapped to the backs of her hands to strip her opponents. She is the epitome of whimsy with a twisted sense of justice -- she'll let her opponents know if she respects them or not and take their time in tormenting the haughty. By all accounts she is an ancient sorceress and her power reflects this, although her dress itself is very susceptible to damage and will often betray her in subtle ways -- snagging on a bush or unraveling slowly over the course of the match. This has happened a few times to reveal a lacy white thong underneath and nothing else. Besides her scandalous undergarment, dress, and claws, she wears nothing save for simple leather sandals that lace up her exquisite calves.
