<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/70/Sample_dbf5f83f424773d972464177c1c241e2.jpg)</div><strong>Amalea Morn</strong><br/><br/>Amalea’s cheeks heated a little as the broad shouldered serving men approached.  Receiving a fresh mug, she grabbed one of the men around the waist and pulled him into a side hug.  “Thanks, handsome.  Any word on the food?  And what’s going to happen when the stage is set up?”<br/><br/>To Rarovan, she grinned, cheeks not loosing they’re earlier color.  “Thanks, Rar!  You’re a real pleasure to work with, steady as a pillar when I need you to be.”<br/>