<strong>Reliyian Isilivanthar – The Wilds of Dra Sirdu</strong><br/><br/>Reliyian was upon on her feet as the spikes did their work, one of the charging beasts slipped and its companions driven by their lusts stepped onto the poor fellow impaling him. It let out a strange last roar and for a moment the elf felt saddened. She did not want to kill, it truly was not in her nature but nor was she taught to shy away in battle. Many greats of the Mountain Elves earn their place in history in the dark times of war. No time to think of that now, the remaining three scrambling towards her. Reliyian dodged and continued to maneuver around the trees. Her skill was in magic though, not tactics and she had accidentally allowed herself to be ensnared as she tried to pass between the tight spaces, “Hnnrg! Off!” Reliyian shouted as she felt her arms seized. The grip on her magical orb precarious but she just managed to maintain it. Her eyes widened as the third companion came forward and she saw its spear ready to strike. Instead its claw reached forward and in a single swipe caught the front of her wrap, the sharp talons easy ripping through the fabric and belt. She gasped loudly as the lizard creature exposed her, garment just hanging on her back and waist, held in place by the tree. The freckled, creamy skin of her full breasts swaying in full view; like most elves Reliyian had little body hair, her womanhood a thin strip of blonde that looked as if it were neatly trimmed which she tried to hide by twisting her hips and pushing her thighs together. She sneered at them only to feel the strange rough, cold tongues move across her skin, “Wha… what!?” Is all she could manage, seeing her skin made slick by their slimy mouths.<br/><br/>Her eyes closed as Reliyian thought on the mountain, a cold wind arose around her and she shouted a word of glacial power causing an icy blast of wind to knock the three back. She took a moment to pull her wrap over her shoulder where it wasn’t ripped. Still the thing barely hung on, her sensuous body and near perfect curves glimmering in the faint light. Her orb, now righted in her grasp, turned a deep blue as she thrust it towards a tree; the base of its trunk freezing and cracking in an instant to come crashing down on the trio.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Fate Stuff</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/>Summary: At 2013-03-27 17:53:15, Robyn Hood (uid: 15876) rolls: 4d6 Result: 17 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=45290)<br/>Comment: Stormcaller Defense Roll<br/>Result: 1, 5, 5, 6<br/><br/>+2 roll and +4 skill for a <strong>Fantastic</strong>(+6) result on defense! Dumb lizards! ^_^b <br/><br/>Summary: At 2013-03-27 17:55:38, Robyn Hood (uid: 15876) rolls: 4d6 Result: 17 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=45291)<br/>Comment: Stormcaller Attack Roll<br/>Result: 3, 6, 5, 3<br/><br/>Another +2 roll and +4 skill and I’m going to invoke my Glacial aspect for another +2 (does that give them back the fate point?) for a <strong>Legendary</strong>(+8) result… muhahaha!<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: 3</td><td></td><td>Moderate: - </td></tr><tr><td>Physical Stress (Physique) </td><td>[1] [X] </td><td>Severe: - </td></tr><tr><td>Mental Stress (Will) </td><td>[1] [2] [3] </td><td></td></tr></tbody></table></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.</div></div>