<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d2/99092c43be5c498e313316bec6e88cb2.jpg)</div><strong>Amira Velise</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1E8-JPUe_SSDEJclhvcnODTanCk7TYQNRBp32tEE0oY0/edit?usp=sharing)<br/><br/>Daughter of an aging merchant mage named Matrim, Amira Velise was every bit as pampered, indulged, and educated as any of Matrim's children—including those by his three wives.  She always assumed she was part of his true family.  After all, he bought her pretty things, tutored her in spellcraft, encouraged her study of dragons, had his guards train her in staff and spear, and spoke to her in Draconic.  He'd even gave her a name that meant Princess.<br/><br/>Amira admired her father's concubines, who were so beautiful, and graceful, and elegant in their submission, but she never considered that she might be one of them.<br/><br/>Then the day came when Matrim at last desired something his own wealth and power could not provide.  The power to restore the now 70 year old mage to youth and vitality—the power of wish magic—was simply beyond his ability.  A stronger colleague—one of the Imperial Masters—had been persuaded to cast these magics on Matrim's behalf, but the asking price would cripple him financially.<br/><br/>Ever resourceful, Matrim collared seven virgins—daughters by his concubines who were mature and beautiful—but still pure—and sold them to various brokers willing to put forth the staggering price he asked.<br/><br/>And so it was that the 17 year old girl was stripped of her fine clothes, her paint and model sets, her books, her mithril spear, and her magical trinkets.  She was dressed in gauzy concubines robes and lead by strange men to a locked carriage.  As the carriage pulled away, the last thing she saw—through a window into her bedroom where her treasures were being sold to buy her father's youth—was a plush dragon, worn from a lifetime of hugs and tears.  Amira reached out without thinking, intoning a spell she hoped might bring it to her, only to have an old woman's bony fingers driven painfully into her short ribs to disrupt the spell.<br/><br/>It was then that Amira began to sob.