<strong>Reliyian Isilivanthar – in Kelcis’ hut</strong><br/><br/>Reliyian remained standing, grudgingly drawing away from the smooth silk of the pillow, and milled about the room uncomfortably. Her brow furrowed as Kelcis appeared only to skulk away again, a very rude thing to do with guests. She sighed, it… he was part of a culture completely unknown to her and even though by all appearances these beings were more sophisticated than she had expected, the mark of primitively was everywhere. She would have to adjust her expectations and that would be that. She had just moved over to Aeryn and was about to ask her opinion on the room’s items when the servants, at least the best thing Reliyian could think of calling them, arrived with food. She stayed back some steps while the others tasted before moving in for just a pinch. Reliyian hesitated despite the positive reactions of her new friends, her tongue partially extended from her mouth to just touch the food against it. Her face brightened at the sweet flavor and then proceeded to delicately nibble away. She had only managed to ask Aeryn, “So what do you make of all this?” without enough time to elaborate if Reliyian was talking about the food, the décor, the creatures or the whole lot when Kelcis returned with Lazerette in tow.<br/><br/>Reliyian did not hug. In fact despite having been among humans for a couple of years now she was still unsure about the proper etiquette for that behavior. Such open embracing is considered too frolicsome for the Mountain Elves. Although she was aware about it being common behavior for humans, there were times when humans spoke of it inappropriately but the criteria for that seemed dependent on time, place, mood, relationship, setting and a myriad of other variables Reliyian hadn’t quite figured out yet. Aeryn’s sometimes subtle, sometimes not-so-subtle closeness with Reliyian did not help the poor elf much either. For the first time Reliyian considered Aeryn might be teasing with her and just at the moment gave Aeryn a quirky smile.<br/><br/>“Father Mountain has answered my prayers that he protects and kept you safe, Lazerette.” Reliyian respectfully slightly bowed, “I am glad to see you are well,” indeed the young human was, very well in fact and Reliyian tilted her head slightly giving Lazerette a curious look, “You were treated respectfully?” Her eyes then widened and let out a little, “oh!” as she opened her pouch and withdrew a bundle that is the torn sleeping wrap with the dwarven forged blade tucked inside.  She pulled back some of the material to present the hilt to Lazerette, “I believe you had dropped this as well.” Once Lazerette removed the blade Reliyian placed the warp back in the pouch and smoothly faded behind her companions to allow them to continue to talk. She also very subtly began to reach out with her magical senses. Kelcis had mentioned matriarchs now more than once. He was a leader, but only in the sense that he keeps the men in line like a commander in one of the human armies. If they were going to get any real information, Reliyian imagined it will have to come from the real leaders. Perhaps she could find them or tell if they might be looking in.<br/><br/>The brief exchange between Kelcis and Eshalu seemed like an ideal opportunity. Although Reliyian was puzzled by Kelcis’ challenge, thinking this whole endeavor might be over in an instant but again Eshalu showed great poise. This Kelcis fellow bothered Reliyian though; they had just worked on some kind of mutual trust only to be needlessly antagonistic. When he addressed Reliyian she just quirked her brow; a gesture her companions probably recognize she makes when she is not exactly sure what to make of a situation. ‘Boys will be boys’? Hardly an excuse! Reliyian gently cleared her throat and remembering this is a time for diplomacy responded, “Think nothing of it.” Giving him a slim nod.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Fate Stuff</div><div class="spoiler_body">Prestidigitation to sense for magical effects, specifically if we are being scried on by magic or if perhaps the matriarchs are magic or have some magical abilities she might be able to detect if they are nearby. Net 0 roll, +3 skill for <strong>Good</strong> result! ^_^<br/><br/>Summary: At 2013-04-20 11:54:02, Robyn Hood (uid: 15876) rolls: 4d3a-8 Result: 0 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=45868)<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.</div></div>