<strong>Reliyian Isilivanthar<br/>Walking and Talking</strong><br/><br/>Reliyian simply nodded at Lazerette, “Something tells me you will have more than enough chances to prove yourself to him or anyone in this place.” Reliyian’s look unbroken even though she had the distinct feeling Lazerette wasn’t being completely forthcoming. Honestly though, to Reliyian it didn’t matter as long as Lazerette seemed capable and Reliyian thought she did. If Lazerette didn’t want to talk about something, Reliyian was not going to press.<br/><br/><strong>Commandant Vin’s Office, Point Respite</strong><br/><br/>She had been listening to the exchange between Eshalu, Aeryn and the Commandant. Reliyian had no problems with respecting the authority of the Dominion and by extension its representative, Vin. However, Reliyian’s stance shifted as she detected the Commandant’s change of tone from that of leader to pompous. Other military leaders Reliyian had met in the Dominion had their problems with egos of course, but ultimately respected the chain of command. Vin seemed to be enjoying lording over others and that made Reliyian immediately suspect. Not to mention worried, what indeed were the conditions here on the island? Despite the troubles of reaching the island, her initial impression was that the Dominion enjoyed full control of what was going on here, perhaps the Dominion’s reach was not as long as she supposed.<br/><br/>Vin was unaware of who she was dealing with, is all Reliyian could think. Eshalu was straight forward, practical to a fault perhaps. If she had a problem with Vin, there was little doubt in Reliyian’s mind that everyone would be well aware of that soon. But Aeryn, the way she and Vin interacted was much different. The movement of eyes, the placement of feet, the choice of words; was Vin aware she was reaching into a basket of vipers? How Reliyian hated politics, one of the positives of being secluded in the tower. That did not mean she wasn’t appreciative of its subtleties. Even Aeryn’s comment to Eshalu was a move in a game that was too complex for Reliyian to understand and she likely didn’t even want to.<br/><br/>Reliyian allowed the conversation to ebb and flow and when the time was right interject. Her hand grasping the orb and placing it delicately back in its pouch, “In the ancient times, the Vuali used creatures as part of their armies; Monstrosities of that size have often been dismissed by scholars as wild tales conjured up by defeated enemies of the Vuali either to excuse their loss or those so struck by fear at seeing something so terrifying that they would naturally exaggerate. However, any naturally occurring spider would not reach such proportions. If these descriptions are accurate of course; then this may be proof of those stories. I would say, in the best case it is just a descendant of the spiders bred to reach such sizes. On the other extreme, if the Vuali used magic and this is the exact creature of the legends than it is an ancient beast. Either way, it would be best avoided.”<br/><br/>When Vin offers up the notes, unless someone else takes it, Reliyian moves forward, “<em>Hantalë</em>, thank you,” she bows her head slightly, “I have already met the Quatermaster and already know what I need of him. He is quite the lovable lout.”<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><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: 3</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>