Ras watched Morah for a while and was clearly judging her but he didn't say anything. He then moved to start his own batter which started with him pouring an entire bottle of bourbon into the bowl then slicing his fruit into it.<span style="color: #336600">"You're Grimtotem, right? Aren't they known for being more tolerant of poisonous and otherwise spoiled food stuffs? I only ask because you're a druid but you're still using some questionable fruits over there."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #336600">"You're the second toughest woman I know, surely one broken leg isn't really causing you that much trouble. Oh don't worry, you're not going to get the biggest slice of cake. That's reserved for Jasmine, she said some things that she really shouldn't have and I need to punish her for it. Valeen, I'm half Eternal, I could make Morah's cake so good you'd have an orgasm from the moment it touched your tongue. I won't, but the possibility is there."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>