<strong>Reliyian Isilivanthar – The Wilds of Dra Sirdu in the still of the night</strong><br/><br/>Half-naked, Reliyian watches as the tree comes crashing down and the final member of the trio scrambling backwards on his butt, kicking at the ground. As she took a step towards the carnage it found its footing and hastened off into the night. Her head quickly turns towards the others, a shout from the dim light and the flash of Eshalu’s blades and the crimson lines they left behind were enough to send the rest scattering. Reliyian sunk a little in place, offering a prayer in elven to the Father Mountain thanking him and asking forgiveness for sending the bodies of these creatures back to the lands before their time.<br/><br/>Not that she felt entirely sorry for them. These beings apparently had not heard of parley also she wasn’t exactly feeling contrite when they started to remove her clothes and lick at her. Perhaps there was some reason beyond the obvious first choice for such behavior, but all other options only made it seem worse. Reliyian stepped quickly as Eshalu and Aeryn came together to join them, as Eshalu moved towards here Reliyian had to stop with a skid as she was moving a bit too quickly, “These were creatures well accustomed to move in the dark<em>Isilmiel</em>” as Reliyian spoke she completely removed her wrap, revealing her entire frame to the two of them, soft white skin with her light freckles tracing from her cheeks all the way down to her soft, tone belly, “It may be some time before we learn to accustom ourselves to their abilities, so do not fret.” Holding out her torn garment Reliyian looks down on it, “<em>Rhaich!</em>”, she curses in elven, “I will have to sew this.” As she looked up she saw Eshalu draw out her cloak and Reliyian smiled softly, “My thanks.” She turned and offered her shoulders to Eshalu, eyes closes loosely as Eshalu folded the cloak around her body, “I think I would find the former very uncomfortable and I normally proceed as the latter, yet in the dark forest I thought I should have at least some covering. If anything else to help ward off stings from strange insects.” She laughed lightly, “When time permits, I shall repair it. Although…” Reliyian gently holds the top of Eshalu’s hand in her own, guiding the wood elf’s fingers along the top of Reliyian’s hand and down her arm. Only very lightly to just touch Reliyian’s skin, “I do not feel the cold. The power of the mountain is in my blood.” Indeed her skin had unnatural coolness to it, tingling to the touch even despite its velvety softness. Letting Eshalu’s hand slip out of hers, “Honestly, I feel as if this island is sweltering.” Although elves were possessed of fine posture, lean shape and softness of look, Reliyian’s was exceptional even among her people.<br/><br/>“Feeling better it seems?” Reliyian then turned to Aeryn as the doctor addressed her, “Yes, that is an accurate assessment. A bruise, bump and scratch here and there.” Reliyian nodded to Aeryn again, her face aglow and did Aeryn detect even perhaps slight embarrassment as she looked over the two elves? Reliyian’s eyes follow Aeryn as the woman moves towards one of the fallen creatures that suddenly twitch, causing Reliyian to slightly jump in surprise. She then harrumphs, “A victory but at a cost,” adding with a particular coldness as Aeryn begins to rescues one of their attackers, “Is that even worth our time?”<br/><br/>Reliyian moves to where she last saw Lazerette, looking for any signs or clues and particularly looking for the girl’s blade she saw wrenched from Lazerette’s hand during the combat. She kept glancing over at Aeryn, the doctor was far better with anatomy than her and she did not do anything to stop Aeryn. Perhaps there was something even more to learn simply by studying their bodies anyway. Reliyian’s thoughts turned to the creatures during combat, the feeling of their wet tongues upon her, “I… we should go, now.” Reliyian offered boldly, “If you are feeling recovered that is, Aeryn.” (Assuming Reliyian finds the sword) She lifted up the dwarf metal blade, truly it was a work of art. Items such as these were highly prized by her people and some carried gifts of dwarven metal whose creation went back centuries. As she lifted it from the entangling vines and grass of the forest floor, causing her to have to yank it out hard as if the plants were trying to keep it from her, Reliyian was filled with sadness, lips quivering with anger and worry. (Whether she found it or not) “We cannot delay. I know it sounds foolish, in this dark”, Reliyian motions with her hands to the sky and around, “But if you think you can track him, Eshalu, then let us not waste a moment. We… we cannot just leave her to them.”<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Fate Stuff</div><div class="spoiler_body"><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] [2] </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>