<strong>Reliyian Isilivanthar – A new group member?</strong><br/><br/>“How awful!” her voice was steady yet sympathetic. She hadn’t thought that the nature of the travel might cause a significant discrepancy of the ratio between men and women. Likely, she thought, neither did Eshalu as Reliyian was confident in her warrior society only ability of the individual far more than the gender. Still, it would help explain the incident outside the Magna Sophia chapterhouse. Perhaps the men of Point Respite were starved for sex? That thought honestly had not crossed her mind before.<br/><br/>Her fingers ran along the wings of Khell, their icy tracing on the very edges. Reliyian’s head weaved side to side very slowly as she contemplated the creature’s… Khell’s form and shape. She ran a finger down to the center between the wings and then up to the back of Khell’s neck before withdrawing, “Certainly. I’ve never seen a dragon of your nature. The mages and scholars of the Silver Tower would find your study absolutely fascinating.” Reliyian quirked her brow, realizing the monotone seriousness she said that in might sound vaguely dangerous. So she quickly added, “I mean as an honored guest of course.”<br/><br/>Standing she moved to gather the remains of her clothes, trying to sew them together as best she could, letting the newcomer eat and rest a moment. “We started out with more. So you know, Khell, we are in service of the leaders of Point Respite. That is where you landed. Should you stay with us, you could earn some respect by helping and we would keep you safe. I’m afraid to tell you that outside that human city, there is little civilization. The native creatures have been mostly hostile, even the lizard folk that Eshalu spoke of confronted us violently before we were able to negotiate,” she paused, “an understanding. Also as she suggested, we cannot be sure of any intent.”<br/><br/>Turning to Eshalu, “<em>What do you think, Isilmiel?</em>” Reliyian had started in elven but not wanting to be rude switched back to the human tongue they all spoke, “She could be valuable to us. Surely with wings Khell could help scout and hunt? Maybe you can even teach her some of the ways of wild, should she want to learn?” Her eyes settled onto her companion. Eshalu could tell from the look in Reliyian’s eyes the mountain elf was smitten by the miniature dragon.<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: 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>