<strong>Reliyian Isilivanthar – A moment alone</strong><br/><br/>Reliyian remained still as the matriarch headed out. Then once she was out of their view she cast an astonished view are her friends. Although Aeryn said it first, “You had read my thoughts. That wasn’t what I had expected. Neither in the matriarch’s look nor her command of our common tongue and her willingness for negotiation.” Reliyian than looked over at Eshalu, “And what of your feelings?” She was about to discuss whether they should move elsewhere or linger in place but Aeryn seemed to have made the decision for them.<br/><br/>It was only early evening but the extended time gave Reliyian a chance to fix her wrap. She proceeded to prepare her things as she always had. Laying out a blanket she loosened the ties of her dress and shimmied down out of it, a necessity to slip the dress over her firm round curves of her hip. After checking on all the other items in her pack, she retrieved her needle and thread while holding up her mystic orb and speaking a few words so it can hover of her hands as she works. Using a bit of magic to quickly sew the wrap back into usable condition, then just as meticulously as she unpacked, Reliyian put everything back and threw the wrap around her.<br/><br/>Head cocked slightly, she eyed Aeryn as the doctor relaxed. An amused smile on Relyian’s face which quickly turned to confusion when Aeryn spoke; Reliyian just turned to Eshalu, brow quirked but said nothing.<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.<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: - </td></tr><tr><td>Fate Points: 3</td><td></td><td>Moderate: - </td></tr><tr><td>Physical Stress (Physique) </td><td>[1] [2] </td><td>Severe: - </td></tr><tr><td>Mental Stress (Will) </td><td>[1] [2] [3] </td><td></td></tr></tbody></table> </div></div>