<strong>Reliyian Isilivanthar</strong><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Skills, Aspects, Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong><span class="bbc_u">Aspects</span></strong></td><td></td><td><strong><span class="bbc_u">Skills</span></strong></td><td></td><td><strong><span class="bbc_u">Stats</span></strong></td></tr><tr><td>1 Prodigy of the Silver Tower</td><td></td><td>Great (+4): Stormcaller</td><td></td><td>Refresh: 2</td></tr><tr><td>2 Betrothed to the son of a rival family</td><td></td><td>Good (+3): Prestidigitation, Lore</td><td></td><td>Fate Points:2</td></tr><tr><td>3 Assumed the power of the Mountain - Glacial</td><td></td><td>Fair (+2): Physique, Will,<br/>Athletics</td><td></td><td>Physical Stress (Physique)<br/>[1] [2] [3]</td></tr><tr><td>4 Longing to see the World</td><td></td><td>Average (+1): Empathy, Notice,<br/>Rapport, Fighting</td><td></td><td>Mental Stress (Will)<br/>[1] [2] [3]</td></tr><tr><td>5 To thine own self be True</td><td></td><td></td><td></td><td>Consequences:<br/>-<br/>-<br/>-</td></tr></tbody></table></div></div><br/>Reliyian spent the vast majority of her time on the upper deck, looking out upon the sea. It was distant from the high mountains but she had seen it once or twice. High up, when the fog and clouds would melt away and the sun would warm her skin as she traveled through the passes. Never like this though. Never so close as to see the white swells and feel the salty air. She would talk with anyone who lent her their ear. Taking as many opportunities to speak at length with the Dwarven captain as his duties and patience allowed. They shared a home, her people on the surface and his below, but she had never seen any dwarves before. When representatives came to the Mountain Court she was always tucked away in her studies at the Tower. She tried her best to entertain the thief (although she never, EVER called him that) Ulan to the point where he was likely put off by her.<br/><br/>Reliyian contrasted sharply with the motley crew of sailors and tradesman, mercenaries and soldiers. Her blue strapless dress was 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/>Reliyian recognized a few of the travelers besides Ulan and felt fortunate that Aeryn was among them. She found the woman’s conversations engaging and felt Aeryn had a comfortable way about her. Reliyian was taken a bit back by the close relationship she had with another elf but felt relieved to see another of her brethren… at first. Despite their shared heritage, the two elves were worlds apart. The formal and cosmopolitan Mountain Court had disdain for the more feral members of the forest valleys. Reliyian’s nature was not to hold prejudice in her heart, her situation did not give her great love of the Court and her choice to travel was to meet and see that which she had not and so far she had been thrilled at the variety. But she had a vague feeling that she grinded against Eshalu and the aggressive forest warrior had little patience for the diplomacy in speech and manner Reliyian expressed. Then again, maybe it was in her head.<br/><br/>Shuffled into the odd housing in the middle of the night, Reliyian was not very encouraged by the accommodations. She did not need sleep like humans, instead only going into a trance like state for a few hours in the night. Upon awaking, she went about a routine she would perform every morning; removing all the things in her slight pack that she wore over the shoulder, carefully laying them out, inspecting and arranging them to put back. She would tend to her hair, carefully applying the lavender dye and ointments on her body. Normally, she would remove all her clothes and ‘sleep’ in the nude instead compromising having slipped out of her dress but wrapped in her cloth blanket instead. When the blare from the morning horn heralded the rude men she was already dressed again.  Her focus, a glass orb that would seem to be too large to rest still in her open hand but still never wavered while she held it, floated in front of her its insides a twisting blue. She put her pack on and the orb slipped into a special pouch on the strap. Reliyian was not impressed by the man’s bluster as they stood more or less in line. Any attempt to approach her and she became like the mountain, cold and distant. His invitation for questions ignored by Reliyian as she did not wish to waste her breath speaking to such a petulant man. Reliyian watched as Aeryn and Eshalu spoke together in low tones and then started off together, she lingered for a moment unsure of what to do.<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.</div></div>