<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/31/Melarien3.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>Name: </strong>Lady Melarien va’Taeloris. (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6e/Melarien.jpg)<br/><strong>Shortnames: </strong> <em>Larien, Lari, Tree Dancer.</em><br/><strong>Musical Inspiration:</strong> From Deep in My Heart - Karl Jenkins. (http://grooveshark.com/#!/s/From+Deep+In+My+Heart/4Pinid?src=5)<br/><strong>Race:</strong> Peranos.<br/><strong>Location: </strong> Myeliae - Inside Comgal's Office.<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong> <em>Enforcer-Comgal</em>.</span><br/><hr/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">The mournful look upon the elder Enforcer's face - at least - to the impartial degree that Melarien would allow herself to show.  Gently she gave another curtsey - and held it before standing straight and still.  Her hands folded before her again neatly.  The task he'd asked of her was of course - completed already.  It generally was the case that the space outside her actual home used for healing, as well as the communal area for larger, more dangerous tasks was as well taken care of.  She merely needed to have someone move the herbs and supplies to the communal space ...<br/><br/>Melarien remained quiet for almost too long by Peranosian standards - at least for one of her years.  She had seen but three centuries.  It was long enough to have wed - but she had made the choice not to bind herself so - and with as large as her family was - her father didn't much mind.  While Melarien was a lady of the va'Taeloris - she was by far not the eldest of her father's many children.  The man in fact had something of reputation for his prowess among women - which was a constant source of embarrassment for Larien.  <br/><br/>A smile was offered in response to his kind words.  <strong>"The facilities are always prepared - but I do have a fresh storage of crates that could be carried to the infirmary. The crates are heavy; I don't like to waste the space."</strong><br/><br/>Her brows furrowed.  <strong>"True fear I will save for a moment when it matters.  It does me no credit to allow myself to give in irrationally."</strong><br/><br/>Biting her lower lip - she knew that some of his likely annoyance was regarding concern for Nilofer.  <strong>"She is my friend, and ... she means well.  It just never turns out as intended,"</strong> Melarien replied carefully.  <strong>"Perhaps her marriage will settle it.  I will speak to her ... cautiously."</strong><br/><br/>A smile flickered very briefly again.  It was more than the healer usually bothered to display.<br/><br/><strong>"I will run a double checking to make sure all is prepared,"</strong> she replied stoically then gave a curtsey before taking a single step back.  <br/><br/><strong>"There is nothing further that I need, my lord.  I would ask ... that you take a moment to sit in a tree and rest.  Even the Enforcer needs peace."</strong><br/><br/>Politely and with reserved charm - she waited to be dismissed - all while her pulse beat so quickly that it seemed as though her heart would leap from her chest.</span>