<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/70/Sample_dbf5f83f424773d972464177c1c241e2.jpg)</div><strong>Amalea Morn</strong><br/><br/>For a brief moment, Amalea grew quite, even sober.  She put her mug down and turned in her chair.  She gave Tamora a tight hug.  Then, after a moment, she gave the distant girl a soft, lingering kiss full on the lips.<br/><br/>Part of her wished she were brave enough to be the one to bring Rarovan in on their loving. Instead, she felt guilty as she knew her selfish insistence on maintaining her maidenhead was doing a lot to keep him away.<br/><br/>But she knew other ways to have a good time.  Turning back to the table, she lifted the glass high and sang out, “here’s to my friends, the boldest band of blades to ever brandish a broadsword, break a bone, or burn a bugbear!”<br/>