<strong>Reliyian Isilivanthar – The Morning After</strong><br/><br/>She was quiet, understandably so and evasive as to any details. The feel of the water caused her entire body to tingle with the memory of her orgasm, as if the land were taunting her even as she was finally clean. Reliyian emerged from the waters naked and stayed that way. She had never, and still did not, feel vulnerable when nude. Clothes were required for formal gathers and functions but not in more casual gatherings. Speaking in relative sense as most humans would consider Mountain Elf manners quite formal. The quiet disconcert of human visitors coming to drink wine in the warm springs on the mountain slopes as they encountered dozens of naked elves maintaining perfect decorum was quite amusing. No, her magic was her blanket of protection and being without it is what made her feel vulnerable. She was relieved to feel the magic still deep inside her, diminished but slowly returning. The water felt so good on her.<br/><br/>The disappearance of Aeryn did not improve her mood any. Finding her would have to take priority and  hopefully she hadn’t wandered too far as Reliyian did and encounter a similar fate. Feeling guilty, Reliyian approached Eshalu as night settled anyway, speaking in their tongue,<em>”May I… may we spend the night… close?</em>” Her voice demure and soft. If accepted she would curl up against Eshalu and remain tight against her. Still completely naked, Reliyian would run her hands through her elf cousin’s hair and trace light touches along the lean and muscular body. It was not sexual in nature, although anyone would be forgiven for thinking such should they had come upon the two. Instead Reliyian was taking the opportunity to inspect Eshalu up close and without fear of insulting Aeryn. That did not come without some measure of guilt, knowing Reliyian would not approach Eshalu so had her lover still been near. And Reliyian was still quite worried.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Fate Stuff</div><div class="spoiler_body">Would our snuggling count as an Empathy attempt at healing my magic drain?</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>