<strong>Reliyian Isilivanthar – Intimacy with Eshalu</strong><br/><br/>The heat coming from Eshalu’s body was undeniable. Reliyian did not discourage Eshalu’s nearness. This was a familiar act, the sharing of space so close, skin to skin, the ability to feel ones’ thoughts. Swimming in another’s soul was how her mother would put it. She cocked her head slightly as her fingers traced over Eshalu’s head again, moving to tuck it under her head. Reliyian’s hair was incredibly long, grown to its length during the entirely of her life. It was well down to her back now that she had removed her braids and let the silky locks hang free after bathing in the stream. Gathering her hair up, she draped the velvety strands like a blanket over Eshalu as the wood elf leaned in pressing her hand gently on the back of Eshalu’s head as she nuzzled into the large, soft curves of Relyian’s chest. Her other hand traced ever so slightly down Eshalu’s side, admiring the warriors taut and hardened muscles, just barely moving over the hard curve of  hip and then slowly up her spine.<br/><br/>They had started to breath in unison, Reliyian’s head curled in slightly, breathy sighs wafting over Eshalu’s ear. Inhaling Eshalu’s aroma, as with most things between them it was quite different from her own sweet smell, like the night blooming Jasmine on the mountainside. Eshalu’s was deep, earthy and complex. Much like the very forest Eshalu came from, she thought, and Eshalu herself.<br/><br/>Reliyian swallowed hard and gently bit her bottom lip when Eshalu spoke. This bonding was familiar, comfortable, and peaceful but Mountain elves were expected to maintain self-control. It wouldn’t be truthful to say they denied themselves, but to control one’s emotions is to separate the self from mistakes brought on by passions. Eshalu was different, from a world far different than the cold chasms and windy ridges, Reliyian wanted her to be comfortable and free.  She hesitated, asking with pensive nervousness,<em>”Do you not… worry about Aeryn?”</em>Her head cocked slightly,<em>“You sense her somehow, don’t you? Somehow I can feel it too, through you. Strange.”</em>Reliyian’s mind drifted off a moment, lost in the unexplainable deepness of the moment. Lingering in it so long Eshalu might even begin to wonder if Reliyian perhaps forgotten the question. But no she did not,<em>”Yes.”</em>She responded with a mere whisper, her hand pulling Eshalu closer still.<br/><br/>(We can do more but let me fast forward a moment.)<br/><br/>Reliyian reluctantly had to break their embrace momentarily. Shen gathered the herbs, insisting Eshalu remain at rest while she prepared. She was not as gifted as Aeryn had been but she mixed the oils and materials into a salve she began to massage them into Eshalu’s leg.  Placing herself perpendicular at Eshalu’s feet, lifting the sore leg across her lap she did her best to tend the redness. Reliyian put the best of her strength into kneading Eshalu’s hard body, a task that was considerable more difficult than Reliyian first imagined.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Fate Stuff</div><div class="spoiler_body">Does Eshalu’s roll count for both of my consequences? You have to roll separate correct?<br/><br/>Summary: At 2013-08-04 10:02:27, Robyn Hood (uid: 15876) rolls: 4d3a8 Result: 18 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=48924)<br/>Comment: Empathy for healing<br/>Result: 2, 3, 3, 2<br/><br/>That’s +2 for the roll, +2 to invoke the boost from the herbs and +2 for Empathy for a <strong>Fantastic</strong> (+6) result! Which should suffice to begin healing ^_^<br/><br/>Edit: to clarify that is my roll for Eshalu if it wasn't clear in the post!<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.<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: Humped </td></tr><tr><td>Fate Points: 4</td><td></td><td>Moderate: - </td></tr><tr><td>Physical Stress (Physique) </td><td>[1] [2] </td><td>Severe: Drained of her Magic</td></tr><tr><td>Mental Stress (Will) </td><td>[1] [2] [3] </td><td></td></tr></tbody></table> </div></div>