[Liethell]

I'll be happy to write a little bit about him!

I think his name should be Kane Palmerson. He is normally a Caucasian man, but typically carries a deep farmer's tan that has since been fading upon his admittance to the institution. He is five foot ten, has green eyes, an angular face with cheekbones that stick out. His eyes look sunken into their sockets. He tends to preen himself and take a certain pride in his hygiene, so he looks clean and his hair is kept brushed, untangled, and swept to the side. He has a polite manner of speaking and appears to be a gentleman, but he refuses to listen to authority unless it suits him or he has no other choice, does not have any plans for his future, and tends to have a habit of 'sweet talking' allowances away from people, usually involving a favour he never fills later, sometimes through other means. He likes to spend money. He also enjoys sex and cannot be kept near a women's cell for this reason. He's twenty-two, though he lied about his age when he was first admitted.

He came from a relatively poor family from the rural outskirts of town, so he is and has always been a lean man with subtle traces of muscle. Since he was a child, he had always been caught killing the neighbor's barn cat their own chickens in increasingly cruel and unusual ways, beginning from simple manhandling to drowning to strangling. HE frequently had violent fits against his mother and father that nothing seemed to quell, and as he god older and bigger and stronger, they became more powerless to stop them. His grandparents paid for his admittance, fearing that he was unfit to take over the family farm--which he was. The last straw was taking a chunk of the family money, spending it on a wild night out at various brothels downtown, and lying to his parents about it when a family friend notified them.

Is that enough for you to work with?