<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/be/Kris_Tanners.jpg)</div>Name: Alik(s)<br/>Current Form : Humanoid<br/>Players Nearby : Arelia, Ell<br/>Location: Far northern tip of the continent, near the beachhead.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>As Arelia spoke, Alik eased himself behind the nude woman, draping his other hand about her waist. The arm that had been about her shoulders neatly settled over her chest, just under her breasts. Whether it was support, or simply for fun, Alik seemed to most enjoy the weight of the things against his body. Whether they were in his hands, resting on an arm as they were, or crushed against him, he thanked the creators of the race for doing as had been done.<br/><br/>Laying his chin onto her shoulder, he peered down into the basket as each flower and root was explained to them, not retaining any of the information. While practical for those of Arelia's kind, he had no use for them with his saliva doing all of that, if not more. He did chuckle throatily at the one that was pulled for easing sore muscles.<br/><br/>"We know all about excessive physical activity, I assure you. The other things, however, do not entirely seem of use to our race. Anything short of loss of limb heals with our own type of aid we render."<br/><br/>The entire time Alik talked, the hand wrapped about Ell's waist had been discharging minor static electricity, tickling at the nerves that went with such sensitive flesh.<br/><br/>On impulse, he added, "How rude of me. I am Alik, or at least that is how you may call me. You are?"