Ras rubbed his chin as he listened and shook his head.<span style="color: #336600"> "Well being in Feralas prostitution wasn't really an option... must have been a smuggler or drug trader. Or a middleman. But water from that area, let's try that." </span>He mixed the punch again with newly summoned water and offered it to Morah.<span style="color: #336600">"So it's not the water, which means the mystery is in the fruit that Goblin sold your mother."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #336600">"I didn't, no. I loved your strength and stubbornness, you and your sisters turned on me before I had a chance to get to know you on a more personal level."</span>He looked at the box and created a small silky bag for her to put it in with a drawstring to seal it.<span style="color: #336600">"That might be easier than trying to wrap it and risk damaging the box."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>