Morah looked at Ras and nodded.<span style="color: #ffa64d">"i can read four languages fluently, including Taurahe."</span>she looked at the fruit and nodded before she took her glass, sipped it and gagged a little.<span style="color: #ffa64d">"she never said anything about secret ingredients in any of her recipes... but as you can taste, this is nasty and nothing like what i grew up with."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #006666">"she always gets away before the end but if she escapes this early she will miss the whole thing."</span>she nodded and slowly got up on one hoof and slowly put the other down to test putting some weight on it.<span style="color: #006666">"it's not boxed so i can just show you."</span>her first few steps were taken gingerly but she slowly returned to walking normally. she walked over to her desk and pulled out a small pouch and she walked back over to Ras as she opened it and pulled out one of those new Gnomish pens but this one was beautifully sculpted mithril and she slowly spun it, several tiny female faces spiraling up and if he looked closely he would recognize it as Ibara and each High Priestess in the order Ibara had recruited them though Korgna and Rintha were reversed from Ras' timeline.<span style="color: #006666"> "she hates feather quills and these are supposed to be much easier to use... the hardest part was getting a good picture of each of us, Rachel for one despised having her portrait painted." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>