<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/Nilofer150.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Nilofer<br/><strong>Species/Form:</strong>Peranos/Peranos<br/><strong>Players Nearby:</strong>Cirven, Safiya, Melarian<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Infirmary Garden<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Melarien, ever the lady, greeted Safiya with sweetness that Nilofer would never think of possessing. Her hair was always much too messy, her feet much too dirty from all her scampering about, and her face always rosy and glowing. She would never possess the sweet peace that seemed to envelop the Healer. "SEE. I told you that you were beautiful." Nilofer smirked smugly at Safiya upon Larien's words.<br/><br/>Nilofer rolled her eyes at Safiya ratting her out. "What else does he deserve? It's his family's fault that this is happening, you know."  She lifted her chin indignantly. "Saying a word against the whole thing is an insult to the situation and a dishonor to my family, which I'm bound by." She didn't wish to be cast out. The thought broke her heart. Tears met her eyes but she didn't let the others see, or so she hoped, there was just too much crushing her little soul that day. She wiped her eyes with a quick and slight gesture of her hand, and tried to look normal. Melarien might know, but she hoped that Safiya wouldn't.<br/><br/>FUCK! Why wouldn't he just DIE!?<br/><br/>Melarien could have him if she wanted him, she seemed to like him so much. Nilofer mentally mocked the Healer's melodic words of his life being spared, and hidden knowledge.  He needed knowledge first to find more.<br/><br/>Her lips pressed together and her chin quivered a slight bit and she was thankful that he stood behind her. When Melarien hugged her she wanted to sob. It was too much. "I'm sorry," she whispered only for Larien's ears. She could feel the trembling of the Healer and knew that she truly had frightened her. She hadn't meant to. Her chin quivered and she immediately bit down hard on the inside of her cheek until she tasted blood, pain forcing the tears away. She was not crying in front of that sack of Centos dick.<br/><br/>Nilofer's face felt hot and she couldn't take the Healer's gentle chiding in front of<em>them</em>.  Or in front of anyone, really, for she truly valued Melarien's opinion.  Because she was so close she didn't see the scarring, but had she then she would have been worried. She'd only seen it a few times before.<br/><br/>"I… I need to go. Can you please show Safiya the horses. Don't let her ride one, I think she wants to. She looks at them so hungrily."  With that she turned and fled, her fleet little feet thundering against the boards beneath them, as fast as they could carry her. She prayed to the trees that they not let her trip. She had never been so utterly humiliated in her life, especially coupled with remorse for scaring her dear friend. She'd just met Safiya and already the woman thought she was a joke. And well, she didn't want to think about the man that she couldn't escape.<br/><br/>Her hair and the fabric of her dress streamed behind her, and she paid no mind to the new tangles she'd have to fight to brush out later.