<strong>Reliyian Isilivanthar – Picking Flowers and meeting interesting new people</strong><br/><br/>The nervousness she felt heading away started to fade as the forest, though stubbornly impertinent, seemed to calm. Reliyian knew she had to be quick and did not want to leave Eshalu alone. There was no question she could take care of herself but wounded as she was, alone and in a strange place Reliyian did not want to be separated very long. Was she thinking of herself or Eshalu? But Eshalu’s words about sisters taking care of one another in times of need were still fresh in Reliyian’s mind and perhaps it didn’t matter.<br/><br/>As the vegetation proved to be more trouble than anticipated, she didn’t get frustrated but instead more intensely curious; taking the time to pluck a sharp, rigid piece of grass from her dress and examine it. “Now why are you being so resentful?” Reliyian spoke out loud to it before flicking it back to the ground. She began to catalogue in her mind all the various plants she came across with the intention of describing them back to Aeryn or if they had time maybe the doctor would like to come back out here and draw them. Reaching for one pitcher-like plant it recoiled, the bright pink and white leaves curling tight around each other, so quickly she let out a shocked yelp. Then laughed, head cocked as she looked it over and carefully ran her finger along the now cylindrical wound leaves, “Well, I guess you are feeling very friendly today.” The alien forms and shapes did not dissuade her. Instead she saw them as a puzzle, a challenge for her skill and mind that was irresistible and drove her to wander out further and long then intended as she quickly lost track of time. Eventually she was able to collect a handful of roots, leaves and berries which she believed had some kind of usefulness. Reliyian worked delicately to take them and wrap them in a small pocket in her pouch specifically crafted for this purpose, the bag a gift from the artisans of the Tower.<br/><br/>When she came across the coca-like plant she paused. It had well known medicinal properties when properly refined. A process she could not possibly replicate here and now but she had read of many human and a rumored group of elf offspring that grew much smaller and lived in obscurity in deep jungles that would chew the leaves and still had effect. Bending to one knee she gently removed a leaf, sighing in relief when it didn’t shoot spines in to her, erupt with a cloud of spores or simply pull itself up by the roots and run off. A small taste confirmed its progeny and she collected a few more leaves without hesitation. Looking up in the sky the sun was hanging low, “Oh my!” She hopped up, how she could be so foolish to be gone so long!<br/><br/>Reliyian had only taken one quick step when she found herself in the direct line of the creature. How long had it been watching her? There was no chance to disappear now but it looked very much like the otyugh that had wandered through their camp. She decided to freeze in place, hoping it too would wander off after a few moments. When the thing charged forward it was clear she had made the wrong choice. Reliyian barely had time to withdraw her orb from its pouch the thing moved with incredible speed along the four thick legs, trampling down and pushing deep prints into the ground in its determined rush towards her. Without the time to even summon magic Reliyian dove to the side at the very last moment as one of the long claw tendrils tried to wrap around her arm. She managed to slip out of its grasp, deftly twirling.<br/><br/>Escape was her only option, so with the orb firmly held in one hand she channeled its icy magic to the very core of the beast, attempting to freeze it in place and then she’ll run as fast as she can.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">FATE stuff</div><div class="spoiler_body">Summary: At 2013-06-12 07:04:20, Robyn Hood (uid: 15876) rolls: 4d3a-8 Result: -1 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=47199)<br/>Comment: Athletics Defense against coiling tendrils<br/><br/>Defense against the create advantage, -1 roll +2 skill for a result of +1, just enough!<br/><br/>Using Glacial special attack to do half damage but then immobilize the creature for as many rounds.<br/><br/>Summary: At 2013-06-12 07:09:12, Robyn Hood (uid: 15876) rolls: 4d3a-8 Result: 0 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=47200)<br/>Comment: Stormcaller Glacial special attack<br/><br/>+0 roll and +4 skill for a <strong>Great</strong> result! ^_^<br/></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Description and Picture(s)</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatright">(http://i986.photobucket.com/albums/ae348/Stef82K/Private/Reliyian/reliyian_dress_zps984739ed.jpg)</div>Description: Her hair is fine like silk, pale as the winter sun and highlighted with streaks of lavender dye made from crushed berries. Her eyes beautiful, pearlescent orbs of pale sage are set against her light skin that when the light strikes her has a feint golden glow dotted by freckles from her face to her shoulders.  She smiles, you think, the expression is too faint to be sure. Even her mouth seems to shimmer with a soft glossy pink. Her ears are long, ending in perfect points. Reliyian wears a blue strapless dress held up by her impressive figure and by crisscrossed silver thread across an open back, wide enough to reveal most of it in a V-shape to the slight curve at the base of her spine. Long detached sleeves ended in golden lace that was also embroidered throughout the dress. Her skirt ending just above her ankles below which you see her golden lace low heeled sandals, it has a slight up the left side exposing much of her supple leg to where you can just make out the curve of her hip.<br/><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong><span class="bbc_u">Stats</span></strong></td><td></td><td><strong><span class="bbc_u">Consequences</span></strong></td></tr><tr><td>Refresh: 2</td><td></td><td>Mild: - </td></tr><tr><td>Fate Points: 0</td><td></td><td>Moderate: - </td></tr><tr><td>Physical Stress (Physique) </td><td>[X] [2] </td><td>Severe: - </td></tr><tr><td>Mental Stress (Will) </td><td>[1] [2] [3] </td><td></td></tr></tbody></table> </div></div>