<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/30/0729ac96ae5c8445f949b33dc7109eea.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/95/52745e95b101322f85f2512ecc267a79.jpg)</div><strong>Hearts Ablaze Abarami</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1HIsIRVzBisiu7Q4C65lYZwSXxqHIqdxFg0ZcXGKigJQ/ed<br/>it)<br/><strong>Mists of Evensong</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/12HISzViu1b3S9RNTIyN2SSBjxNmSbHFaIj3x0a1kzyU/edit)<br/><br/>Ramalan was attended by two of his powerful and lovely concubines this morning.  Mists of Evensong—the charming raven haired girl from last night—was still dressed in revealing finery and a jeweled collar, but now wore a slender saber at her side as well.  Heart's Ablaze Abirami was similarly atired—copper and gold collar adorned with fire opals, a bikini of the same metals half concealed by a gauzy blue harem dancer's outfit.  She, too, was armed this morning—with a fire wand and bayonet carefully tucked into a sling.<br/><br/>“Hearthstones,” Blaze piped up suddenly, not at all concerned by the thought that she might be speaking out of turn—even when her chain sister gave her a chiding look.<br/><br/>“You don't have many here, do you my lords?” the petite redhead continued, undaunted.  “In the day I've been here, I've seen more magitech than at any time before in my life, but no Hearthstoens.  I thought I noticed one this morning, but it was a yaasal crystal—probably with an elemental resting within for a month to supply essence in place of a hearthstone?”