The whole crew had gathered at the dock, Matron Sera included as Doxi came back above deck.  Vera had passed out again, and she seemed to weigh far less than a woman of her size should.  The woman was not large, but she felt as if she weighed less then a sack of feathers.  High Priestess Pas was just coming on deck, and as she approached Doxi, gasped.  Quickly running one hand over half of her face, a holy gesture to the worshipers of Shoni, she said, "Is that young girl the cause of this.. feeling?"<br/><br/>Then with a quick nod, she flit her fingers through a series of gestures and uttered a few words.  Suddenly the overarching press of the curse lessened.  The overwhelming need to have sex faded somewhat.  It was still there, but now held at bay.  It was as if the need, the desire, was a hungry wolf, but now you were inside a cabin with a locked door between you and the beast.   The need to fight that beast went away.  It was still powerful, but Pas's spell made it tolerable.<br/><br/>"Now,"  High Priestess Pas said looking at Doxi, her daughter, then to Matron Sera, "Why don't you explain what's going on here?"<br/><br/>Nearby a very large crow landed on the railing, and with a shimmer, the form grew and shifted into the halforc form of the crew's druid.  Doxi knew that he would have explained some what to her mother, but Marek was a man of very few words, so it would probably be best suited to explain in more detail.