<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/30/0729ac96ae5c8445f949b33dc7109eea.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7d/B8c37200a214e470b8f4201c77081530.jpg)</div><strong>Captain Ramalan Fire-Orchid (Prophet of Human Potential)</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1YCZK28uvV0ugmN-Xfu2OMUoV6TRcCFezKKmL6pbN7K0/edit)<br/><strong>Mists of Evensong</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/12HISzViu1b3S9RNTIyN2SSBjxNmSbHFaIj3x0a1kzyU/edit)<br/><br/>Ramalan studied the pendent for a moment.  "Lovely."  He turned it softly, letting the light play over the jet black material before carefully donning it.<br/><br/>The captain was just sitting when a chef arrived personally with the fried sushi roll he'd requested.  "Why thank you my good man."  He picked up one of the pieces and glanced at it curiously.   Inside the fried shell was rice rolled around different fish and crab--all raw save for their brief moment boiled in oil--along with a local hot pepper and...<br/><br/>Ramalan arched a brow.  "Are those scallions?  An old recepie my good man.  The last time i had this, i was doing business on the Blessed Isle with patricians from House Peleps.  An old man kept asking the cook to add scallions, the way he had it as a child.<br/><br/>Ramalan ate a piece.  The moment his teeth sank in, his eyes widened, then closed.  Smiling, the captain took a long savor of the roll.  "Magnificent..."  His eyes opened.  "I've rarely tasted the like my good man."<br/><br/>He turned to Umari.  "What's this man's hire?  You'd be wise to double it or i might steal him away when i leave."