Vera and Matron ir'Wyn looked shocked as Doxi first guessed the nature of the curse.<br/><br/>"How..." Vera started to ask, but then Doxi explained it.   Vera took the whiskey and drained it in one go, making a horrible face but holding her glass out for more.  Matron ir'Wyn took a tiny sip, but then simply held it.<br/><br/>"I don't know what you think you're suggesting, but we are not that type of women!"  The mother said<br/><br/>Vera's eyes however seemed to say something different, but it was obvious she didn't want her mother to know.  Unaware of her daughter's looks, Matron ir'Wyn continued, "as to the nature of my daughter's curse, I'll ask that you mind your own business.  We are certainly not in the order of sharing such information with thieves and pirates!"