<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/><br/>Ramalan had a brisk stepping way of crossing ground fast without seeming to run.  He'd loosened his reaper daiklaive in it's scabbard as they got closer, but now his hand was nowhere near it.  stepping in behind spark, Amethyst eyes squinted into the radiance out of habit.  "A garda reborn from it's ashes," he spoke out.  Then Amethyst  eyes widened.  He sort of gave a jerk of surprise, then laughed, moving around Spark, "And at the heart of it, a friend from the North, who told me her only power was what she learned from a Dragon Blooded sifu."<br/><br/>Ramalan grinned at Talitah and clasped her own the shoulder.  His own caste mark--just Talitha's, the radiant sun at Zenith--burst to life on his brow.  (Sending Sanja into stammers of surprise.)  "I'm afraid we may be about to suffer a revocation of hospitality, Talitha, but you won't be facing it alone."