[Intelligence Tara 2+2=4, Esme 17+1=18]<br/><br/>The hands that touched her back so delicate held still for a moment, as Tara addressed their owner, and then slowly continued, as a voice right behind them replied. It was the second voice that they could hear earlier, and it spoke briefly in the same language, on a tone that hinted at a question. Esme was able to discern the elven word for Sylvan, the language of forest creatures, which indeed closely resembled Elven.<br/><br/>The fingers continued to caress the maiden's back, brushing along her spine, and then gently stroking outwards towards her sides. From the corner of her eyes, Tara could notice one of the hands, as supple as she expected, but the color was really odd. It was almost as if it was completely wrapped in leaves. They rubbed in small circles over her sides, slowly moving up until just below her armpit, where they gently returned towards her back.