<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 frowned subtly when events moved him away from Pearl before he could find out what the god blooded had learned.<br/><br/>As they moved into the manse, Ramalan said softly, “Fantastic.  Something similar hides my shipyards, but not so strong.  They mostly rely upon mist for privacy.<br/><br/>Ramalan was not so reserved as Yolhu.  When the sopping wet Ren joined them, his eyes took a little wander down the silver child's semi-revealed form.  He met her eyes—and her anger—with a playfully lecherous grin.  “Is this why they keep telling us women and water don't mix?  No wonder the Storm Mothers are jealous.”<br/><br/>After passing the health inspection, Ramalan moved to  help his crew settle into their quarters.  He couldn't immediately locate Kaname, so left Heart's Ablaze to find her and lead her to his bedchamber were they could get settled for the nonce—and start assessing their technology and learning where they were in the process!<br/><br/>Ramalan commanded Mists of Evensong to attend him at the feast.  He also addressed Bosun Handel by the title normally reserved for a first officer—another attempt to play on Western patriarchy to get one of his most trusted people overlooked.<br/><br/>When they gathered for dinner, the Prophet of Human Potential tried requesting a sushi roll popular on the west coast of the blessed isle by the name used for it High Realm.  (The aristocracy of the Blessed Isle used a noticably different language from the common folk.)<br/><br/>Ramalan approached Umari with a gift--”An honor to meet you, Lord of this Isle.”  He introduced hisself, then gestured for Mists of Evensong to step up and present a large brown-glass bottom of amber liquid, “Please accept this small token of my esteem, a strong mead from the apiaries at my home.”