<strong>Reliyian Isilivanthar – Will this thing die already?</strong><br/><br/>A sense of satisfaction came over Reliyian. Her magics had been so ineffective on this thing but as she felt the cold pour forth from her orb into the frame of the creature she knew it had finally pierced through its indomitable hide. Up to this point she felt like a meek observer as Eshalu was locked in a life or death struggle. It occurred to Reliyian that this was the worst possible scenario in terms of getting Eshalu to listen. Had the spider been significantly stronger, Eshalu wouldn’t have been so foolish to engage. Had it been weaker, the wood-elf’s victory would be swift. As the two fought so evenly, each taking equal abuse and able to strike with such lethality, the challenge could not be turned down by her warrior culture; combat was to Eshalu as an ancient tome of forbidden lore would be to Reliyian. Each page a temptation of discovery, danger with the lure of knowledge at her fingertips, for the ranger each cut of the blade proof of her skill and mettle, each strike earned through hard training and deftness of mind. Reliyian wondered if Eshalu though she was wasting her talents on the lesser creatures they had encountered. This must be irresistible. Reliyian guessed there was a downside to such discipline after all, at least from her point of view.<br/><br/>Not that any of that really mattered, the battle was at a critical point and Reliyian redirected her efforts at assisting Eshalu. The<em>Icy Grasp</em>was already slipping but Aeryn’s bolt had given her an idea. Lifting a hand in the air a cloud of cold settled over the eye cluster of the spider as she tried to<em>Blind it with Frost</em>.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Fate Stuff</div><div class="spoiler_body">One more create advantage to blind it, or at least blur its vision. Please please please please…<br/><br/>Summary: At 2013-05-26 08:08:41, Robyn Hood (uid: 15876) rolls: 4d3a-8 Result: -1 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=46670)<br/>Comment: Frost the spiders eyes for an advantage<br/><br/>Harrumph! +4 skill -1 roll &gt;_&gt; for a <strong>good</strong> result.<br/> </div></div><br/><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: 1</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>