"Technically you walked into the wall of lighting, but a deal is a deal." He snapped his fingers and a keg appeared beside Ophidian. Nyarien moved over to Ophidian and leaned in close as she looked over his face.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"You look like my mother... Who are you?" </span>Ras looked between the two Naga then to Elune. "That's your grandson. Ophidian. You weren't told because it never came up in conversation."<span style="color: #4da6ff">"My grandson? I thought none of my eggs survived."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>